Poetry is, a Martial Art.
To give, receive angled view,
looks and feels, old and new.
Moves softly, with lethality.
Delivers strikes out of chaos ballet.
Focusing, on vulnerabilities.
The battle ensues, in the yin and yang, ebb and flow.
Each 'rain, drops the bow, in lieu tenanting the blow by blow. Beauty and pain.
"I call this one the "look at me now b itches, I am a butterfly now, technique."
~Caterpillar
Categories:
lethality, 2nd grade, art,
Form: Ode
Someday my soul shall fly to regions beyond
The confines of this earth’s miserable façade
I’ll know what until now has not yet dawned,
The first time I’ll be touching the face of God.
Behind the mysteries of the universe venture
Opening those vistas of incredible magnitude,
In what shall be my most elaborate adventure
Unhindered by this broken body’s low latitude.
For I shall have escaped the restrictions of life
Temporal and transitory, for ethereal reality,
Someday, somewhere, where there’s no strife
I shall be utterly free of all restricting lethality,
Roaming unrestricted through Eden’s loosestrife
Once again together with my beautiful wife.
Written October 27, 2022
Categories:
lethality, adventure, heaven, lost love,
Form: Sonnet
>War Machine<
It is a miracle of engineering
we patiently plan
we build
we test
step by step
piece by piece
a glorified mass of cold grey metal
decorated with tribal colours and symbols
lethality at distance
the grim reaper with
a pointed steel finger
your done
with earthly masks to hide
from enemy eyes
if hell has a family vehicle
this is it
Categories:
lethality, conflict, death, evil, war,
Form: Free verse
I gather violent mists linger a harsh reality.
Stash them in a gooseneck lather lethality.
To float gently in the air like wool leaf surface.
As I blame, they're sitting on my final service.
Stash them in a gooseneck lather lethality.
I've riveted whether they'll promptly answer.
As I blame, they're sitting on my final service.
Similar to how you tackled packed gems.
I've riveted whether they'll promptly answer.
Yet, how stressed they grow to the enhancer.
Similar to how you dealt gently with vivid flowers.
Recognizing the beam does not need a chamfer.
Yet, how stressed they grow to the enhancer.
To float gently in the air like wool leaf surface.
Recognizing the beam does not need a chamfer.
I gather violent mists linger a harsh reality.
Written: January 08, 2022
DO- IT (DUETS) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: James Edward Lee Sr.
Categories:
lethality, analogy, character, confusion, endurance,
Form: Pantoum
E-pidemic
L-ethality's
S-ilent
I-nfection
E-mploys
M-orbidity
A-s
N-oxious
A-ilment
H-orribly
A-pplies
N-astiness
Topic: Birthday of Elsie C. Manahan (June 20)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
lethality, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
L-ethality
O-f
L-ink
I-mplements
T-he
D-isease
U-sing
L-arge
P-andemic
I-n
N-asty
A-ttack
Topic: Birthday of Lolit R. Dulpina (May 30)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
lethality, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
L-ethality
O-f
R-abid
E-pidemic
N-astily
A-ttacks
E-veryone
S-o
M-en
E-ventually
L-ack
E-nergy
Topic: Birthday of Lorena Esmele (April 20)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
lethality, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
Continuously phantasmagoric is its vitality,
Crystallizing within the depths of my spirituality,
Sanctuary against the maleficent reality,
Encompassing past the fortification of mentality,
Dependency upon its draught of lethality,
Praying for the verisimilitude of immortality,
Enlightened after necrosis, for entwinement in universality
Categories:
lethality, addiction, analogy, beautiful, dream,
Form: Free verse
La Sociedad Revolectronica,
electricidad, gravedad
la unión de las mentes
que brillan independientes
dedos de fuego, deseo electro
Akmuk y CMongrooves Carlos
nadie puede dominarlos!
y cuando tocan en conjunto
teclados y sintetizadores
puede escuchar el mundo
Jazz y Clásica en unisono
las ondas invaden los escenarios
todos los barrios y balnearios!
La Sociedad Revolectronica,
Lethality Scale establece
y el Psiontist y Ron Lung
tocan a todo pulmon
y hasta la mas simple de las mentes
puede entrar en fascinacion
por las frecuencias electro
que generan estos dos!
y luego viene Corrosivo
agresivo, creativo
líricamente pionero
de palabras conoce el juego!
La Sociedad Revolectronica,
del Universo el mensaje
para que artistas independientes
unifiquen sus talentos
el secreto esta en la union
de las almas y la inspiracion!
Revolectronica es la esencia
que inspira a todas las naciones
es de los individuos la orquesta
sinfónica en su núcleo
La Sociedad Revolectronica,
va a cambiar el mundo!
Categories:
lethality, inspirational, music,
Form: Rhyme
Revolectronic Society,
electricity, gravity
the union of the minds
that independently shine
fingers of fire, electro desire
Akmuk and CMongrooves
nothing can beat these two!
and when they play together
keyboards and synthesizers
the World stops to listen
Jazz and Classical in unison
the waves invade the stages
and even all the prisons!
Revolectronic Society
sets the Lethality Scale
and the Psiontist and Ron Lung
to the Universe can take
even the simplest of the heads
can be fascinated
by the electro frecuencies
that these two can generate!
and then comes Corrosive
agressive, creative
lyrically insane
of words he knows the game!
Revolectronic Society
a message of the almighty
for independent artists
to unify their talents!
the secret is in the union
of the souls and the inspirations
Revolectronic is the essence
that inspires all the Nations
of the individuals the orchestra
symphonic in its core
Revolectronic society
you are changing the World!
Carlos Mongrut
Categories:
lethality, inspirational, music, universe,
Form: Rhyme
Thou prepare a kingdom
To beset me
In the prescence of my
Own enemy and
The love inorder
That I may testify
For the saintly
Of his unrequited love
But, for all the things'
That which He has given me
He restored my Destiny
And dispersed his
Inclement justice with
Lethality from above
GF
Categories:
lethality, faith, imagination
Form: Personification
We forget,
the lethality of flesh,
beauty and terror of a chasm. A gorge
becomes a death trap, you are
buried in snow of unreasons.
It slips from the bones,coagulated
silence.It has its own voice,
when it transmits across our
failed arguments.The thirst lingers
on to stab each other.
Brotherhood.The birds were sharpening
their beaks,very discreetly.The black
sea waits for carcasses. I
decide to donate my dead body to Anatomy
Lab.Eros ? Blank page ?
Satish Verma
Categories:
lethality, art
Form: I do not know?