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For personal addiction, I'm aware
Dealing with my desires, I must beware...
Such are arenas for daily conquest
Putting faith to test amidst chosen best.
Sweet desserts please my tongue, I do confess
Yet, flesh loathes to gain weight in the process…
Discipline for well-being should prevail
That I need to practice, though sometimes fail.
To honesty and truth, my mind does cleave
From hypocrisy or deceit, I leave
In so fulfilling, I struggle in pain
As heart trusts the Lord for blest pardon-gain.
With passion for perfection-striving deed
Versus vexation against error-breed
My soul admits human weakness and flaw
While thriving in peace, learning from guilt’s claw.
Conscious of carnal and divine nature*
My spirit seeks to live as new creature
In Christ, quickened by His grace, mercy, love
Doing God’s will, sharing gift from above.
*2Corinthians 5:17 Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.
October 5, 2022
9th place, "Desire and Aversion" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker; judged on 10/11/2022.
The Carnivore Within...
Meaty morsels besiege
this vegetarian advocate
yet, the atavistic Jainist within me decries,
egg hen hies his, and lamb hence
carnivorous ache that won't abate
case in point being on the horns
hoof ah dill ham ma, neither willing,
nor ready to abdicate
nagging, succumbing, and writhing,
asper Pavlov's dog salivation,
Ike hen not obliterate
every now and again curr raven
hunger for game, though aye abominate
hone beak able unethical abuse
delivered sans electric ham not prod,
nor pleased, when yours truly doe eth abrogate
his staunch conviction against
merciless maltreatment of animals
which doth exhaust and accelerate
environmental degradation, and realized
moo mints agoo, a temptation did accentuate
bull dozing tenuous die hard longing,
how quickly temptation,
recidivism, and predilection to accommodate,
and appease feeling mouth watering za eel
for ma ham mulls hamstrung taste, I did acclimate
and acquire ineradicable taste primal beastie boys
relished after the hunt squatting by flick ring fire
with other village people
tearing killed deer - if accurate,
nonetheless a grievance
(akin to heresy) as a traitor
Joe against fundamental aversion to reactivate
cow hard lee self betrayal caving against tenets
regarding aversion to the very business
of slaughter (houses), and I eve hen advocate
against gluten free NON GMO free ranging
creatures, who can experience pain
and suffering, some display affectionate
behaviour, plus without doubt agitate
without success to savor natural longevity,
perhaps becoming family pet,
whose tender loving (vittle) care will not alienate
said domesticated innocent
porpoise full chums
hoof found a caring home, articulate
ting compassion, tha hare fore,
a conscientious baldpate
or hirsute organic caretaker,
would neigh ver deer stirrup the roost
ruffle any tail feathers, only celebrate
affection, and mane lee horse around!
Judging by outer appearance
That too with mind interference
Game of desire and aversion
Instinctive ego dalliance
Jaundiced eye birthing delusion
Enmeshes soul in confusion
Here to learn but cannot discern
Path to God realisation
Loving heart soft but ego stern
Fears and desires, soul goals downturn
Thus reborn again and again
How many times will we return
Know that cyclic are joy and pain
Futile pursuits for earthy gain
Stooped stance, head and heart misaligned
Fallen from grace; dark is soul stain
High time ego, to bin consigned
Love enabled, truth is divined
Next step, unity consciousness
We are He, who we seek to find
20-October-2021
The four noble truths speak of suffering;
recognition and elimination,
that joyously upon earth, heart may spring,
watchful of both desire and aversion.
The path requires unbroken awareness,
moment to moment, all moments entwined,
until consciousness melds with That oneness,
whereupon truth of our soul is divined.
Yet awareness without love is barren,
so distil attention for a pure heart,
cessation therein, chosen environ,
witnessing erst ego cravings depart.
Vaporised presence shines as love and light
Bliss in permanence then thus day and night
18-February-2022
Our wants and needs
are a conceivable state of mind
where peace and tranquility saturate
like water, flowing to the shore
whether or not this desire is reached
spans the length of time
as a cherished goal
tethered to our soul
this dream that lies within
is unattainable...until
our dislikes are burned away
like so much rot
tossed into the flames of purification
and blown away
with the winds of our frailties
that flicker like fireflies
in the dark space of our heart
could that this flicker
become a bright sun
washing its beams across us
lighting our darkness
turning desire into reality
and heal our eternal illusion
dressed as a wandering wish
9/26/22
contest Desire and Aversion
sponsor Unseeking Seeker
may we wish that this flicker
With a desire, a constant fight in life begins.
Desire and aversion are dissimilar twins.
They are not emotions only but traits of fate.
The mind flutters till it's put into a checkmate.
All scriptures preach them as the root cause of distress.
Can’t a mortal find an easy way to suppress?
Indeed, without desires how could people achieve?
But ignoring its limitations makes us grieve.
The moment we enter this world, desires embark.
A child laments for food; there you find its footmark.
Lured by many, his attention takes divisions.
To shape him unique, takes several decisions.
When grows, it takes turns and makes him crave for success.
An inexplicable scuffle; he can't express.
Earns a lot of money for which his folk exclaim.
Displeased with it and tries to come out of that frame.
His aspiration drives him towards name and fame.
He does willful actions to elevate his name.
Like a run after mirages, he feels weary.
Loses interest and finds his future dreary.
As a silent spectator, he remains aloof.
Gets the gist of scriptures;finds his life as a proof.
He gets an aversion to food, success and fame.
As a matured child realizes life's a game!
PLACE: 8th
Desire and Aversion Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
Date: 27-09-2022
Under the scorching blaze of the craving sun
The desiccated life suffering forsaken parched
Searches for a wayside tree of gratification
To provide the satisfying shade of success.
The fulfillment of deep desire of irresistible love
I irresistibly desire from the core of my heart
Subsumes seamlessly the passionate hedonism
That takes me to the ambit of enticing impulse.
Chasing mirage on dwindling dunes of despair
Hope lost of taking life to the illusion of oasis
As sand storm of setback brews in the horizon
I enter the awareness realm to surpass crave.
The insight restrains the demanding dreams
Lest these plunge to languish in life’s abyss
Push the self to the destructive domain of fear
At the disappearing edge of the ebbing hopes.
My mind then develops special skill of courage
Cultivates aspirant ability to evade the urge
Repulsion frees me from the bond of attraction
As I feel aversion sprout from the seed of desire.
________________
September 30, 2022
Contest : Desire And Aversion
Sponsored by : Unseeking Seeker
Never Too Late To Say "I Love You" Until...
Futile lamentations reverberate along
corridors of times long gone, this papa
tearfully apologetic revisiting his base,
fitfully lachrymose torturing unrelenting
voluminous wrongs against thee dearest
precious daughter aware poetic/ prosaic
ministrations cannot substitute bonafide
nor ameliorate cumulative forsaken joys
requisite to bolster compromised delicate
innocence exhibited upon begetting deux
darling (wool worth more than fine spun
gold) healthily nurturing priceless progeny
two quickly grown to young womanhood
priceless offspring, whose treasured quasi
nubile kindled joie de vivre far surpassed
petrified plaguing yours truly (particularly
during pre/ post pubescent phase), outlook
grim to take life by the horns, nee apathetic
pestiferous psychological, frankly zapped
wracked, plagued aversion to live steering
any natural borne autonomy, (within meek
minecrafted muffled mortgaged self) bereft
existence, (albeit manifesting during latter
sainted days of boyhood), a death grip vis a
vis anorexia nervosa (robbing, stunting, and
halting critical puberty) against attaining my
maximum potential, nee then and every sub
seek went till present day truncating, stifling
raining aftermath of torturous, noxious, jinxed
insufferably hellacious, (hence reiteration to
cease livingsocial, rather antisocial) under_
scored, ordained, narrated by whirled series
of unfortunate events, (without courtesy of
Lemony Snicket), which passivity degraded,
exacerbated, fouled... gradual punctuation to
adulthood overridden when me as man-child
never tested survival, but found this scrivener
beating hasty retreat defeated by emotional
illness demarcating the Waterloo which I
fitfully fought when mandatory ultimatums,
measures, dictates...forced eviction within
cocooned hideaway (such as bedroom at 324
Level Road), which parallel repeated when
decamped at 1148 Greentree Lane, the latter
poisoned your welfare, with dire declaration
of toxic dependence (Zison's harshness) fed
deprivation, and desperation, while ye bore
brunt of emotional, financial, mental...fallout
indelibly etched within impressionable
Tabula Rasa, now the anguished suffering
ye unfairly experienced.
AU REVOIR!
Like a knife, inflicting the tragic slash
Words spoken, violent and ferocious
Intense, brutal, vicious vulgarity
Hesitating only long enough to speak
Into the spirit, breathless disrespect
Anger so vehement it feels like a fire
Burning away the goodness, the joy
With darkness that silences all hope
For the moments when two hearts
Shared the wonder of sweet love
Like a knife, directed toward dreams
Echoing loathing, aversion to faith
Reaching through gestures of mercy
Beyond the tolerance – into the blame
Where heartbeats could feel nothing
But shame, trembling phrases, rejection
Burdened by guilt, directed by condemnation
Heavy hurts relinquished all their fury
Erasing promises that had been assurance
With doubts so desperate they compelled
Even the certainties, tears welling up inside
Like a knife, cutting away all the anticipation
The possibility – maybe I’d only misunderstood
Raking back the decaying dread, the rotting
Flesh of a feeling who knew only the past
Where it had been like a whisper of inspiration
A feeling alive inside, where happiness could guide
Even the shadows of doubt, the loneliness
Embraces the blade without question
Knowing that only in death, can the answers
Remedy all of the questions, the issues
Shameful and arising out of the hearts
Who know only to turn away from the bond
Tear apart the wounds with sharpened steel
Lashing out in fury, rage that reasons with hearts
Unfulfilled feelings falling apart as they’re
Shredded by a maddened craze of deceptions
Like a knife, mutilating the heart’s chances
Voices raised, defacing even the reflections
He and she – never again to be attached
By the joy that defines love this alive, passion
Turned to gray, black dreariness and pain
Penetrating, weeping, silent despondency
Like a knife, sharpened by smooth stones
This love has grown dark and can only be
Brought back to life by grinding away the
Anger, the doubt, the feelings poured out
On lives who know that intimacy, love…
Depends on the forgiveness of every cut!
Why, my Lord?
Why we cannot live in peace?
Why do we think it is right to wage war against our neighbors?
To still their land?
To burn their houses?
To kill their children?
Why, my Lord?
Why do we repeat the same mistakes for thousands of years,
When we do see clearly that violence begets violence, and
Death does beget death?
Why my Lord?
Why are we so blind as not to see the light of your truth?
So deaf as not to hear the thunder of your wise words?
So insensitive as not to sense the pain of our fellow men?
So unfeeling as to remain indifferent before:
Their suffering
Their grief
Their agony, and
Their devastation?
For how long, my Lord?
For how long should humanity endure hatred?
For how many more millennia should Man allow the aversion rule,
Before he understands that your divine command to
Love one another is the only solution for him in peace to live?*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
21 May 2021
* Dedicated to all innocent victims of war conflicts around the world.