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Premium Member The Diagnosis

The doctor gave the diagnosis of pernicious anemia
Which then explained the new found fatigue
In the past, he had been able to take on any enterprise 
An astral imagination was his adherent 
To help carry out his entrepreneurial spirit
Now all of his gifts seeped slowly like sand through the hour glass

He had wanted to traverse over the poverty of his childhood
He refused to accept any sort blemish 
That would dampen the ladder to his success
His visage upon his final goals landed
Rural plots turned into verdant open land, tools, equipment stored 
Now like a sentry he guards his fold 

Date: October 30, 2020
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Contest: Eight Word Challenge


Premium Member Beauty of What We Love

"Let the beauty of what you love be what you do" Rumi

                                      Beauty of What We Love 

                               In a realm where work is cherished
                                     And love of work is sacred,
                              There`s ground for talent to flourish
                                   And artistic skill to soar high;
	
                                Fulfilling what we love with care
                               And loving with heart what we do
                                 Transforms a chore into an art,
                                      A beauty we ever renew.

                                  Let us not expect that manna
                                  Will fall from the celestial sky,
                            But fold our sleeves, take up brushes
                               And do paint the best we can try; 

                                    Let us not expect gratitude 
                                  To rain from a patronal cloud,
                                    But garb on a calm attitude
                             And blissful gleams will light our way.

                                Let`s carry out what we perform,
                              The tasks we we love to undertake,
                                  To the top of the highest norm
                                      With loyalty and devotion;

                              Let`s carry our tasks with passion
                                  To the utmost we can afford,
                              With commitment and conviction,
                                    As an offering to the Lord.

                               No task is too big, or too small,
                               The same dignity have they all;
                               Love for man we sprinkle around
                          Takes roots in the ground and abounds.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member William's Romantic Wedding Penn

Wearing the champion beau crown 
William's port the dude's tug was bound 
Sapphire ring 
Shined with bling 
Lucky, very happy 
Not sappy 
Snow coming down hard 
Staring from the bar 
"Time, I carry out this mission, 
It is her decision, 
Destiny on my side 
She will decide 
Doing the right thing 
Since I am her King"
There she was 
Showing Princess buzz 
Until the liberty bell sent a response 
"Anything else are their wants? 
Voice shouted, filled with demand 
Making the command
"Formal nice white dress 
Bridesmaids will be impressed 
Romance 
Special dance 
Day reserved for me 
Is what I decree" 
Months later 
Brotherly love paid her
Weather turned warm 
And a family was born
Creating a Queen for the day 
Hearing people say 
"Good luck," sending off the pair 
Confirming a permanent affair 
Loving emotions that cannot be compared 
Since once the key stone is unlocked 
Married couples are off the marketing block

Premium Member Who Decided Right Or Wrong

Why are people killing others, well let me think
I simply cannot voice loud, then they're all sunk

I can only tell for I for it's me your interested in
To read my inner thoughts, dissect my evil sin

Let me answer your revolution as to why I'm I am
I'm in the world of never care and I don't give a damn

Now let me introduce you to exactly what I can do
I can take when ever I want from this blind human Zoo

Am I depraved or perverted as to carry out such tasks
Then I invite you to my mind and request your questions asked

I do this because I can, and I do such because it thirsts
If I don't fuel my hunger my inner desires burst

It's the true of the blade as it caresses and pierces within
Like the parting of the seas, the breaking of ones skin

In hungered rush I witness the flowing of inner crimson
Never heeding their wanting cries, even if they were someone

So to address your point of view, is what I'm doing so wrong
Just tell me whom decided such, since the day we've all belonged
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Death's Claim

In the middle of the night, you came, oh, death,
Wishing my soul to harvest
Vehemently, I refused to surrender it to you
Fact, that made you so angry.

You said your divine right was to claim it
But still, your request I turned down
It was then that you thought it reasonable to incapacitate me
For your mission sooner to carry out.

The first step you took was my voice to silence
The second was my legs to immobilize
Thus mute and paralyzed, you fancied, I couldn't resist
So your prize would quickly be obtained.

For five days, in total muteness and bedridden, I remained
Yet, a gallant fight I put up to escape your embrace
But all my efforts in vain appeared to be
As the gates of eternity, I could gaze.

Late on the fifth day, a doctor of great character and skill,
He decided to empty the Hematoma formed next to my brain 
Thus, a foot-long Craniotomy performed with great care 
Hoping you, oh, death, to chase away.

Although now, slowly, I am recovering 
Anticipating a few more years of life to enjoy, 
I know very well in my heart, oh death,
That we together would be one blessed day!







© Demetrios Trifiatis
    30 November 2021


* This is a biographical poem that narrates the events that took 
place between the twelfth day of October and the first day of 
November in the hospital!


No More Dreams

I should think I do not need to dream anymore
For all my boyish dreaming has borne nothing,
I cannot carry out my motivating visions, so
I should quit having those fruitless hallucinations.

Once I dreamed that I would be a barrister
Someday after my troubled academic progress,
But I’m aging and still fighting flaws of character
That prevent my being anyone of note in this life.

Maybe I should live each godsend day as it comes
And peacefully forsake the folly of dreams that pay little,
To live like one without any definite dreams or terms
Till perhaps I  get chocked by some delicious stuff someday.

I strictly will not dream of being anything in future
For I simply want to do cheap things that make me happy,
I forever want to be young and I just do not want to mature,
So that I can savor the thrills that entertain a juvenile heart.

Let the luckier breed continue to dream of a big brighter future,
I’ll only write sad poems and savor every passing moment’s pleasure.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Huntington's Disease

Huntington's chorea one horrible ill

There's no curative treatment or pill

Science does research all fails

Some to no avail

Man can't cure

Still

I'm sure

Of sunrise, boat's sails

A new day offers details

Of a treatment, not a living will

Huntington's chorea one horrible ill  

Written: November 25, 2018
Contest: The I Of The Storm Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Maureen McGreavy

Huntington's Disease is a brain disease caused by an abnormal protein that accumulates in the brain. This diseased protein interferes in the neurons making connection in the brain to carry out necessary thought process and movement. It can come on even in early childhood to late age and last from a few years to a very long time. The family who lives with this hanging over their head goes through the turmoil as well as the person who has the illness.

This is Andrea Dietrich's form but I can't remember the name of it.
Form: Rhyme

The Comedy House Ii: the Rats

Bewitched with irri-
tating glows,they ransacks the
purse and 'ijawo'; those rats!

Breaking news;
The Headline: "3 husky rats
ransacking the purse of the nation."
The news: As noted in the
headline of today's consciousness-leaking
news. We'll have to say this with
Annointed regret that 3 hoodlums
With pointed teeths had just robbed
the nation of a frugal amount
of papers. Hence, the federal
government had just concluded to
Deep their anxious hands into the
weeping purse of the nation,with regards to
buying a distilled insecticide
to eliminate the husky hoodlums.
Hence,the federal government has
taken '4 billion naira' to carry out
this operation,respecting the uninterested
interest
of the masses. Here is the news.
N.T.A 7:00pm. Deola......"

Prophesy has come to
pass. 'Ekule Ole' and cray fish
not worth than #5,000. When
mingled and moistured can
conspicously carry out the opera-
tion successfully. Then why
'4 billion naira?'- won't accept this
offer if to me offered.
Such amount for rats?........
Hmmm....these rats!

Who are these rats?-
Rats with two hands,two
eyes,two legs,a nose.
Rat whose glottis is active.
Full of themselves,claiming rights
Graced with deceptive life swimming
and vividly drown in ocean of lies.

These rats!
Leaves their abode at
mid-day,travels to other
forests to hunt riches.
Hunt?..... No!, squander the
riches they've gotten from
the purse of their masters- suffering
masters.
After showcasing their wealth
In those forest. Then,they'll
saunter back into
the waiting cupboard and steal
'Meats from pots', 'Eat some part of
the bread- they're already satisfied'.
They'll resume their usuall relay.
And return the same circle.

Maybe you know those rats.
Those rats on Agbada-mehn!
Driving luxurious jeeps,living
in braw duplexes bewitched with
fumming air conditioners.
Those rats that are always hungry-
contending for post and Ranks.
Buying different PARTS for their
Draining CARS.
Hope you know these rats.

I think we truly need to
eliminate these RATS with
Iron insecticides,pushing them
into the ocean of remonstration
and patriotic regrets. Those
RATS should go through those famished
Bullets!.
Or what do you think?

Hmmm.....these rats!
17:01:09:13:11

State Of The Union

Let’s have an election
Mr Putin bravely said
Sadly any opponents 
Seem to end up dead.
I want a democracy
Yet I’m accused of lying
But how can I help it if
Opponents keep on dying.

Over in Israel Mr Netanyahu 
Seems to take full pride
As his sanctioned terrorists
Carry out their genocide.
They seem rather unwilling
To look at facts and learn
From that known old adage 
A trod on worm will turn.

Over in America it appears 
Democracy will take a thump
As masses mass to support
The apparently senile Trump.
The Champion of the West
Coming under world fire
For falling under the spell
Of a convicted fraud and liar

Our local ruling hypocrites
Intend  to raise their pay
As the necessity for food banks
Increases each passing day.
Sunak boasts thing are improving
But doesn’t seem to understand
His was the party  in power 
That brought chaos to this land.

Over the world people starve
As world temperature rise
Essential polar ice caps
Inexorably decrease in size.
Nobody really much cares 
About the catastrophe ahead
Why worry about events due 
Long  after they’ll be dead.
Form: Rhyme

Wishes From Angels

Before my fallen wings I plead
Let me carry out this deed
Find a love in desperate need
Of a white knight on a steed

I already have a girl in mind
Are souls have met forever bind
Lost in chaos, torn in time
She is my melody for this rhyme

If you let me lover her now
I'll go into the lights shroud
Commiting no unspoken vows
Salvaging a princess leaving proud

In her unrest she might die
I feel compelled to save a life
There is no reason or a why 
She can't be happy as a wife

A guarding angel I am to her
Send me to your beautiful earth
To enter a chance for rebirth
I am the remedy for this curse

I am speaking to the grim reaper
I need a miracle before I sleep sir
Letting you chase me creeper
Into the darkness ever deeper

Permit me to adjust my sails
Select a crew that never fails
Live through all the grails
Have a romance found in fairy tales

(her)He must be big and strong
Massive shoulders to carry on
The work that's hard and long
To keep me safe and right the wrong

I am sad to be like this
Crying moping and drawing a fist
To the sky, screaming a list
Of my problems little priss

Out of the shadows he came 
Bearing white, massive the same
Hushing me to comfort and explain
His business here, also his name

(Angel)My name is Micheal a worrior man
Here to change your coarse of plan
Bestow upon you an awakening fan
That keeps alive with a tan

Escape with me out of this place
Hurry, run, lets make haste
You'll remain dignified and chaste
Where no one can hurt your darling face

We could live somewhere exotic
Live the dream with love erotic
Just be us, excluding the chaotic
To decline is said to be idiotic

Grab an extra shirt and pants
We'll leave right now, expose this chance
To take hold of something with a glance
Of humanity with a slight reminisce

(girl)Alright, we can go
Somewhere warm minus the snow
Sleeping by the fires glow
Seeing more than we know

Somewhere I can where a dress
Running wild without the stress
Enjoy having emotional sex
With a man big in the chest!

(Micheal)You have made the right choice
I admire your sweet tone of voice
The way you walk and your poise
This is our moment relax, rejoice!

To this day I do enclose
A vacation that I propose
You could wear little clothes
Pushing away all your foes.

Crushing and deystroying all your demons!
Form: Ballad

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