Jaundiced Poems - Poems about Jaundiced

"Don't be sad, don't be blue One test score doesn't define you You're more than marks, you're bright Learn from mistakes, shine with new light Keep calm, stay strong, and carry on Your dreams and goals are still within reach, Clear I believe in myself, don't give up the quest You'll rise again, and do your best!"...

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uninhibited with one restrained with another responses vary too between brother and mother if this be the truth recognising ego is at play judgment scars innocence till love becomes our mainstay...

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The lizard looks hideous and rats are not like squirrels, are our preconceived judgments, proclaimed everyday....

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jaundiced spiritual heart and mind- "Bitter am I Resentful of your lit voice thoughts Cynical “sigh” is this all you got My rage is my tumors, enraged is my stupor Soured my lips poison distorted As forth in my ignorant I am bile Running from my here and now Disenchanted romancing the thought of you getting more than me Disillusioned that we are the...

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bring on narrow prejudice let us indulge therein awhile as a game if pretence as we observe ego guile … attempting to mislead essence of our presence contracting consciousness by stifling innate innocence … earth life offers sharp contrast varied hues of emotion wherein we may take our pick as of our hearts inclination … 30-June-2021...

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The jaundiced eye is yellow - but not the yellow of sunny cheerfulness or optimism Rather – the yellow of an alcoholic’s eyes when after years of feeding his destructive habit, he is stricken ill and is dying. Like the bad drunk who blames others for his miserable condition, he of the jaundiced eye finds his own hideousness staring back at him in the...

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Jaundiced Eyes Jaundiced eyes covet past tense masquerades In crypts where yellowed brittleness recall bitterness Where glassy-eyed failures suck truth dry - Vampires with addictions Distorting graveyards at the altar Of introspection Like green-eyed monsters Grasping At monetary dust of renunciation - As thirty silver coins of delusion Smash against a field of potter’s headstones Of mummified expectations – Snake eyes coil to strike Festering bones of rose...

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With jaundiced eye I look at the politician’s vow To make our world a better place in four years, Cure all our ills, and provide calm for our fears, And I say to myself, skeptically, exactly “How?” With jaundiced eye I look at those who claim To be patriots, but with angry words and deeds Go about spreading discord and planting...

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Deep rooted is our prejudice Instinctively appraising all What if God too did roll dice Bestowed enablements recall Jaundiced eye rapes and plunders Deep rooted is our prejudice Tarnishing Gods sublime wonders Plunging soul into an abyss Do pause awhile to reminisce Why do we choose to judge and score Deep rooted is our prejudice Blocking divine bliss to in-pour Drift aimless in stuporousness Having...

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mellifluous cooing of the Indian koel enlivening in wee hours of the morn infusing in soul voids deep joy until crows croak found tranquility shorn narrow and prejudiced is our vision discriminating against the jarring note condemning without seeking permission from heart that unconditional love emotes moment to moment we keep on judging oblivious to divine beauty below the skin stuporous attention...

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We err and are granted opportunity to cleanse the stain Why then look at the temporarily misaligned with disdain 01-August-2020...

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Jaded by the put me downs Justly feel my facial frowns Jaundiced views debilitate Jeopardise my feeble state Penned 20 March 2017 Used qijue format...

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Slightly yellow I Awaken in an ice bath Without kidneys....

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Fickle movement, or so it seems; An old willow bending with the wind. I undulate from your branches, both rough and flowing; An unsuited arboreal life I lead to touch you. Impenetrable and strong is your foundation, your roots have taken over any vegetation that once lived in this pasture; now all the green belongs to you. And oh, how...

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after the storm azalea perfume yellows the lawn...

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