Individualistic Poems

Individualistic

Not who you was but whom is portrayed 
We all with evil, pulpits shouts redemption rise 
Every is entitled to redeem heart of the soul 
Upon themselves the desire to want change 
Among mist of our depths lays stories, secrets 
Darkness evil hidden away torcher's pain 
Taught morals, respect, one looks for in another 
The kindness of being promoting good will 
What is it we are except what we allow 

That we have become radical civilization of hate 
War falls upon the lips, riots destroy instead unite 
Purpose of government not meant to control 
But overseer of different law of land we bury 
For our own good, forsaken all we stand 
While hiding behind image of world our steps 
All desiring riches, the promised way to life 
But you can not find purpose with close eyes 

Among starry skies, dreams of reality hopes 
We fly flags, liberation to freedom rights 
Each fighting against another even ourselves 
We call for change just defile objective to be 
Like selling your soul, price we give to breath 
But does one die in vain their doing 
Where does the soul go that live this breathe 
But he be a better man than the world his journey

A Plea to Forgotten Ties

Individualistic philanthropy is a virtue to a spark, 
A charred ember of your simmering soul, 
Before me are those who surround my being, 
My subconscious is present as I often drown myself to become what they require, 
A sponge to their water, 
To the oceans of their misfortune, I abode, 
Days grow longer and I find myself no more able to absorb their words, the sea, 
Upon my falter to the bottom I have gone,
Am I forgiven?
I could no longer obtain the torture your rain poured upon me, 
My eyes, broken eyes, 
My ears, deafened ears, 
My advice oozing mouth, sewn shut, 
Every cut and burn that taints my paper skin is thanks to myself and the glass of life,
Am I forgiven?
Broken and torn to shreds of who I may become, 
I peeled skin from my bones to cover your scars,
Am I forgiven? 
For I left all too soon to start anew, 
For I forgot my roots in the collection of catastrophe this life of mine had been, 
Tell me, I plead, 
Am I forgiven?
For I have forgiven you.

ROMANTICISTA

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The Mirror

I wake up one day and see a mirror
Did someone place it here?

I look into it and see the reflection 
It  has everything but a different person

I wonder whom would that be?
She answers I am you to be.

Curious, I ask how is it there?
Smiles and says, it is how it has been there.

Wonder, Isn't there going to be a change?
Smiles, Didn't you notice the change?

I didn't like the person standing in front of me
Anger, you never liked the person standing in front of me.

I turn away realizing that is me,
She is no more there unlike me.

This was the change I was blind to,
I think what is it that I didn't do.

Strange feeling in need of development,
Jumping on to the next step of attainment.

I see the mirror one more time,
She says you did well this time.

I see everything has changed, along with her
But there is no change in the stare.

It dawns, everything requires a transformation,
Except for the individualistic obligation.

When the world works on showing your bad reflection,
Alter your mind not the character to see a good reflection.

Cooperative Differences

It seems to make a difference
when my personal
sadly mortal lifespan
unfolds a lively competition
against time
for lonely win/lose
0-sum expectations

Shared by individual EarthTribe species
unfolding a cooperative
win/win NonZero soulistic 
eternal co-arising inside/outside,
contextually valued time
for cooperative
co-empathic lovely anticipations
reconnecting peak experience
transubstantiation

Which feels like rather too much to ask
and yet not enough
for deep sacred learning
sufficiently
efficiently
win/lose 0-sum

LeftBrain dominating
solidarity's resolve
with a solid Yes or No,
a simple Fast or Slow
individualistic anthroprivileged answer
to competing questions

A Witch Trial

Socrates at a witch trial.
Still he pursued wisdom for generations to come.
Question authority, question everything, think for yourself.
Plato’s interpretation of a great philosopher.
Socrates at the stake, standing up for what is right.
Ethics and epistemology questioned the questions.
The ironic method of western philosophical traditions.
Moving towards a new era.
Athena the goddess of wisdom, standing by his side.
Another individualistic soul being condemned for philosophical thought.

Valetine's Day Tribute To Gershon Wolf

Dear Gershon!

You are such a kick here and marvelously individualistic!
I hope you enjoy this acrostic! You are a credit to the Soup,
this country and a gift to us all!
 
Thank you, so much!
Panagiota Romios



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             G-Gleefulness, good-natured
             E-Enlightened, educated
             R-Respected, responsive
             S-Sensitive, sheltering 
             H-Humane, humorous
             O-Open, Optimistic
             N-Noblel and Natural.

             

                        2/12/2021
                          ~ 2 ~

Stripped Naked

"Stripped of a physical body,
[individualistic] mind stands naked,
revealed startlingly
for what it has always been;
the architect of our [shared] reality."
Sogyal Rinpoche

Stripped of a spiritual mind,
bodies lie nakedly dis-potentiated,
undominated,
indomitable,
undomesticatable,
de-commodified,
startlingly unveiled
for why we have always evolved here
in regenerative Earth's life-giving environment,

Historically revolved 
and culturally regenerated
through DNA bicameral dynamic reiterating spirals,
bilateral nature/spirit animation,
humane/divine co-inspirations

Unfolding
refolding
prefolding
dipolar co-arising folds
strings
frames
paradigmatic fields

Composing
recomposing
discomposing
disposing
uncomposing
precomposing
this fractal-binomial structure
for systemic ecological restructuring
of each moment's regenerative/degenerative
empowering/disempowering
enlightening/dissociating potential

Ego/Eco-systemic rebecoming,
becoming
unbecoming
precoming,
coming

Autonomously stripped 
atomic synergy, 
embodied longing
within multiculturing waves 
of co-arising integrity,
naked mind belonging

L E a V E S

Lovely lodging for cheetah, squirrel and birds of all colors.
Enthusiastically loving and giving, sacrificing self in all ways.
Autumn is their showplace season, they dazzle as they turn and twirl.
Verdant in an emerald city kind of way in April and May, shining with pretty.
Eclectic, individualistic, each unique in color and consistency.
Sacrificing themselves as kamikaze pilots to announce onset of winter.

63 and Beyond

Gained in 1957 our Independence.
Hailed by all as the Black Star, the gateway and leader to Africa's independence.
At the turn of this decade, are we truly independent?
Not yet politically, economically, and socially truly independent?
All the toil and blood of our fathers were they in vain?

God, You did indeed bless our homeland, intended her to be great and strong.
Humility truly has made us boldless and fearful
All we have is pseudo-peace: no good name worthy of upholding and defending.
No longer does honesty reign in this nation, untruth of all kinds is the order of the day.
All of our strengths and our hearts we serve Ghana not but our selfish interests.

God invigorate us to defend our heritage
Humility kindly substitute with hard work, entrench honesty and please as jara add punctuality.
And help us to resist our self-serving individualistic nature.
Nurture unto to us leaders with the state’s prosperity truly in their hearts.
And with all our will and might we shall follow them, playing our best part, forevermore.

Ubuntuic Atmosphere

Ubuntu

Deep in the heart of mankind
as a weapon
in a sense of a tool
to build
a collapsing society
to subdue independence
by interdependence
I am no longer "I"
but a "we"
a "us" lyrical song
day
and
night is sung
in the surface of my own soul
as a social being
who is anti-individualistic
yes
a comminitarian
because of the Ubuntuic atmosphere.

Drencho POET Loads

Cultural Diffusion

No citizen has become a politician and no politician was not a citizen
That is Right Of Citizenship which is the fourteen amendment 
I think legislature and parliament does the best they can under the
Circumstance but it comes a point of Leader and what know as Leadership
And the quantity of standard know of citizen which is the
Twenty Fourth Amendment 
Individualistic and character define once culture it is what makes
A colonel a state to separation standard of parliament and if not
True the minimum wage would raise for all states what is the true agenda 
For some!
Take the first col ligate marching band of 1907 Chicago one band one sound
Let take  1932  of Four Freedoms I bare witness to say history does repeat it
Self and oh how they march on capital hill for Freedom Of Speech oh how some may disagree with E sports it may lead the way to new ligate law to set to place
TO question all that is discuss just for a moment question what is
Populist.

Individualistic

As time goes by we discover such a diagnose for any flaw,
Is this what it comes to in the end of times?
Where any excuse can get time reduced?
Such good pills can be shoved in you , so ones around can bare you 
As if Dr. oz , can cure you, 
we believe all these lies , as we lie ourselves , most of all i completely fib to myself , i couch myself to self sabotage, i make my tumors my excuse  ,
you start noticing things that weren't there for years , such as a friend that spread her legs for your lover , such insanity when you tell your own self , i should have done better ,
such cruelty the world faces , as i write such words thinking they have any meaning when others have to watch their families raped , and slaughtered ,
after watching news about the world , i stare myself down  ,and realize my issue is i have only one relationship with my disabled self 

i refuse to label a diagnosis when its just individualistic

Bad Engine, Bad Product

Emotions spray isn’t particular to a selected few
but self control reigns supreme if
the mind’s lock succumbs to the key of maturity.

A negative impact steams out of the boil of behaviour when;
the eye swells through the accumulating poisonous fluids of greed,
the hand finds cover in gloves of selfishness,
mentality drinks the wine of sentiments,
appetite suffers an absolute anarchy from instincts,
anger smokes in a mind highly inflammable
and hunger trespasses the out of bounds
encouraged by the effrontery of hormonal quests.

Character and attitude have no race, tribe or fraternity
hence human exhibition is distinctly individualistic
and the DNA of actions, solely created by its carrier.
but like a group of similar bones with same skin cover,
one can stand tall to be notable like the fore-finger.

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