27/7/2024.
Close to the 45th anniversary.
Still no idea where to go.
Should I leave it to fate?
The more I know you,
The bigger the gaps in every aspect.
Just like every body,
You could not keep your promises.
Well, I hate surprises,
What you did was as predicted.
In a way, it was OK,
But, somehow, I did not like any bit of it.
There were many reasons people do not want gift,
What were your excuses?
You hurt me unintentionally, but deeply, and carelessly.
I was hurt by your ignorance and inconsideration.
Were selfish, mean and cruel just to get back at me?
Were you consistent and full of confusion?
Not quite hypocrite, but close enough to it.
Knowing I have so much to share,
You did not even show you care.
Categories:
inconsideration, anniversary, confusion, fate, forgiveness,
Form: Free verse
Oh LORD,
Give me the force to withstand the
Cyclopean waves of human hypocrisy and malice.
Make me strong as to endure the suffering inflicted
By the knives of hatred and inconsideration which
Constantly pierce my heart, so as not to seek revenge
But only affection.
And finally, oh LORD, let your divine love pass
Through my bleeding wounds to heal them in
Such a degree as in the place where insensitive people
Wanted to plant the malevolent seed of vice,
Your glorious tree of virtue, to flourish instead.
Amen!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
17 July 2020
Categories:
inconsideration, faith, god, prayer,
Form: Pastoral
ON LAWS AND FLAWS
All the laws of common sense do not apply to me
All of them only lamentably and lasciviously lie to me
All the rules of logic do not relate to me
All of them only serve to belabor and berate me
All the common sense in the world is of no concern to me
They only represent things I will never learn to me
I am engaged to no one nor do I plan any meaningful meeting
And any fancies I might find are unfruitful and far too fleeting
All the facts of affections have no affect on me
All my atrocious acts totally represent and reflect on me
All the policies and politics of politeness don’t pertain to me
And the concerns of consideration mean only other’s people’s pain to me
My lack of common sense is not common to say the least
While my acts of inconsideration have indecently increased
More than likely my fancies will fade as ice melts in the sun
And the anger of people I’ve harmed keep me ever on the run
© 2013 copyright PHREEPOETREE…..~free cee!~
Categories:
inconsideration, angst,
Form: Quatrain
PRAYER II
Oh LORD, give me the force to withstand the
Cyclopean waves of human hypocrisy and malice.
Make me strong as to endure the suffering inflicted
By the knives of hatred and inconsideration
Which
Constantly pierce my heart, so as not to seek revenge
But only to demonstrate affection,
And finally, oh, LORD, let your divine love
Pass through my bleeding wounds and heal them in
Such a degree as,
In a place where insensitive people wished to
Plant the malevolent seed of vice,
Your glorious tree of virtue flourishes instead.
Amen!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
Categories:
inconsideration, love, me,
Form: Pastoral
anger deep inside
forcing my emotions to hide
inconsideration plays a role
in the confusion of my soul
how does one live in two worlds
split between joy and pain
how does one continue to suffer
while the heart remains in chains
reciprocated actions would serve catalyst to altercation
My heart's angry and wants justice
but i know letting it out will destruct my heart
stomach sinks daily, emotional chains anchor my thoughts
stuck in ways, chains unmoved, unshaken, unbroken
Fire and water work together, balancing each other
Flam consumes moisture, moisture can extinguish flames
When one consumers the other, can they ever be balanced again?
Categories:
inconsideration, angst, confusion, depression, fear,
Form: Free verse
JUST DIE THOSE TEARS
I suppose there are things i'll never learn about people
i'd like to know
not insignificant things such as what they do and where
they go
i'd like to know some pertinent information
like how they can display such inconsideration
I know this lady whose friend was very ill
the doctors couldn't cure her with an injection or any pill
according to the physicians she was practically at death's door
but that cruel lady acted as if it was something easy for her to ignore
I know this man whose friend's father died the day before
yet he acted as if paying his condolences was some kind of chore
these were two men who were once thick as thieves
but that man didn't give a damn how badly and sadly his old friend grieves
it boggles my mind how cruel certain people can be
but that doesn't go for a person with a heart and soul such as me
because every time some woman or man comes to die
it could be a stranger to me yet and still i'll find myself urged to cry
© 2012.....PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
inconsideration, angst, friend,
Form: Quatrain
FROM MIDNIGHT UNTIL MORNING
At nighttime I see things not meant to be seen
And I wish my midnight sight were blurred
I have the very same dream that seems so mean
Because it’s kinder than what actually occurred
My heart is like a child all on his own
But my mind has grown much too old
My thoughts of grandeur were overblown
And what I see at night leaves me cold
Breathless and unable to move or speak
I awake to what reality declares
In the morning the sun seems so bleak
Because the morning never really cares
You are nicer in my dreams than ever before
I’m never made to suffer your inconsideration
They are dreams a man like me can’t ignore
Wretched remembrances of what once was adoration
Dreams can often be worse than the day
And that, I’m afraid, is for sorrow’s sake
In my dreams you never chase me away
And that’s why I’m saddened when I finally awake
© 2008…..free cee!
Categories:
inconsideration, angst, me, me, morning,
Form: Quatrain
SIMPLY DIE THOSE TEARS
I suppose there are things i'll never learn about people
i'd like to know
not insignificant things such as what they do and where
they go
i'd like to know some pertinent information
like how they can display such inconsideration
I know this lady whose friend was very ill
the doctors couldn't cure her with an injection or any pill
according to the physicians she was practically at death's door
but that cruel lady acted as if it was something easy for her to ignore
I know this man whose friend's father died the day before
yet he acted as if paying his condolences was some kind of chore
these were two men who were once thick as thieves
but that man didn't give a damn how badly and sadly his old friend grieves
it boggles my mind how cruel certain people can be
but that doesn't go for a person with a heart and soul such as me
because every time some woman or man comes to die
it could be a stranger to me yet and still i'll find myself urged to cry
© 2012.....PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
inconsideration, angst, brother, friend,
Form: Quatrain
REJECTION IS YOUR RELIGION
I hear tell about perfection
I choose to talk about rejection
as in I reject the notion of perfection
and rejection lately seems to be my selection
I select to reject the thought of your inconsideration
and constantly causing me nothing but aggravation
I see people holding hands as if they are one
while i'm in love with a loaded gun
I never know when that gun will fire
and the situation I find myself in is dire
i'm in love with someone who won't even give me a chance
and uses her words as a weapon such as a lance
she refuses to try to please me in any way
and doesn't care about a thing I say
all she cares about is her and her alone
while she remains stoic as a sedimentary stone
i've grown weary of her refusals and denials
and my deepest love she constantly defiles
her lack of compassion is beyond belief
while she's stolen my heart as speciously as any thief
well once stolen what's gone is gone and faded away
as she continues to contradict anything I say
she prefers rejection over perfection any day
and turns every blue sky in a saddening sky of gray
© 2012.....PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
inconsideration, angst, me, love, me,
Form: Quatrain
Amoral, without a reciprocal scope to feel joyfully full;
grasping greed, and shunning the idea of giving it all.
Unsentimental, with unsound thoughts turned to darkness and evil;
a void very deep, where feelings don't float, but drop like gravel.
Amoral, hiding inside a fortification without foundation and belief;
knowing exactly when tragedy completes the destruction of self.
Self-centered, only seeking vague and temporary gratification;
ignoring the devine source, which grants any soul illumination.
Amoral, trashing self-esteem to avenge an injustice, which grew into a long grievance;
stealing affectionate glances and kisses of intimacy without considering repentance.
Unmindful of hurtful comments and words that make you invincible, coercive and powerful;
love seems just a senseless, subliminal emotion, or another meaningless and empty word.
Amoral, and rejecting any solace offered, bitterness is not tasted in your strong poison;
and gulping it down, it only satisfies your thirst for inconsideration and total alienation.
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
Categories:
inconsideration, sad, satire, social
Form: Couplet