Long Compulsory Poems
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Morning light shimmers
Floating dust welcome;
Excited salutation
World awakes
Noisy traffic;
Rush of work day
Knock on the door
Peephole lookout;
Real estate agent
Morning cuppa
Fortified supplements;
Health insurance
Bamboo trees
Walkway sentinels;
Windy voices hum
Old plumeria tree
Speaks in vivid colours;
Reds, yellows, whites bloom
Lift alarm screaming
Fire drill or short circuit;
Irritating noise
Balcony view
Ant-people far below;
Busy antics ply
Temple oracle
Praying on a wish;
Curious bystanders
Church petitions
Man keeps busy asking;
Attendance compulsory
Despite our faiths
Man remains unchanged;
Unsure and insecure
Voice of dawn
Hurling new songs;
Rapture unnoticed
Bold ideas fashion
New collections;
Recycle old orbits
Day after day
Same old, same old;
What's new pussycat
Hymn and prayer
Endless petitions;
Too much noise
Go deeply now
Linger right here;
Discern afresh
When, where and how
Who, why and what;
Unanswered questions
Weary and tired
Dreary world swirls;
Awaiting salvation
Look beyond reason
To fit new rhymes;
Seasonal permutations
Looking out
Peeping in;
Who cares
Lost in the crowd
I search for something;
I don't know why
Rules are rules
Useful as tools;
Transcend and discard
Once in a while
A sincere smile;
Cynics fling piles
Go beyond terms
Let feelings style;
Spontaneous voice
Seek then the light
Beyond meaning;
Seize true rapture
When the soul awakes
Magic and mystic
Charm with bold say
Words once empty
Pregnant with rapture;
Creation sings
In a clear vessel
The empty space:
Is most valuable
Go beyond form
Beyond norm;
Flirt with impulse
Words are devices
Language crude formats;
Soul sublimates
Sense a sure gap
Between said and done;
Herein possibilities field
Leon Enriquez
16 August 2014
Singapore
A bridge has been built between the heart and soul
which has become a compulsory one way route
for all emotional functionality to walk through
from the passers-by of feelings to the incredible mobile hormones.
Subjection to this recent development
has created a legal case and caused an internal demonstration.
The heart stands as an advocate for the soul
as it faces a bunch of physiological lords
and representatives of the principalities of doubt
to create the conviction of the acceptance
of this rare engineering in a being so worshipped and adored.
Such a person of whom connection sits on favour and luck
for both of us to stand out from a flock of lovers;
voracious for each other from head to buttock
with a schizophrenic longing all round the clock;
giving the soul a reason to talk and a smooth platform to walk
puts the body in totality into a passionate knock.
Now as gracious and as vulnerable as the duck
but unlimited and confident like the Hawk.
Solid foundation of peace is planted like rock
which is well maintained from an erotic stock
through romantic apparatus fetched bulk after bulk.
Such crossed-match desires create a heat
putting differences to a constant defeat,
producing sweet soul edibles to eat
from wheat to meat, enjoying the feat
is completed as aspirations settle in one seat.
All these occurring over and over again
towards a future so sweet and neat
for doubt and fear to lose this case woefully
from the words of the yearnings of the heart
then in compliance, the ‘yeah’ of the host of feelings have it.
Once turning 18 on my birthday i booked and took my driving test
and thankfully i passed 1st time
Because failing comes at a cost
of another test followed by more
lessons
So since that day when i was granted my driving license and deemed legal then to drive and own a car
And every day and year since for
this privilege i have had to pay
road tax, insurance, fuel duty,
m.o.t and updating my license
Likewise in order to own a t.v
on a yearly basis i was forced
to buy a t.v license for the privilege
And when i got a pet dog for
Christmas so to i was forced
to get a licence him and myself
as an owner as well
And when i wished to become
an organ donor again i had to
apply for a licence
The only thing no one ever seemed
to need a licence for was the most
valid of them all a licence to become
a parent or a father
So what value of licensing and taxes
I passed my driving test got my
license and pay all the taxes that
entails.
And yet i drive on roads so full
of potholes my car is more often
in the garage than working
And though i am forced to pay
my t.v license everything is a
repeat and has nothing on it
to watch
And why i have to annually pay
to license my pet dog only
they can justify but do not feel
the need to
Or why i need a licence and it
is not compulsory to become
an organ donor
But i suppose the reason for
no one needing a licence to
have children is
Maybe it's because they are indeed
the future licenses and tax payers in
waiting
Faith, Hope and Charity, are Sisters of make believe, without eyes,
while our Children now build their futures in Castles of sand
They are perched on a digital beach, and nothing fills their eyes
In those empty spaces, Teachers wander, mouthing fragile woke words
while the entire time, falling over their own hands, bleak dreams, and chalk
Parents believe Children are free, only in that they choose their names
But ! Their number comes from compulsory control, ah, wait,
For most Coffee doesn't cut it anymore, and the needle does
the spark-less bits of their love night, once again lays shallow
in the cold ashes of realisation and the morning, again !
After the blur has cleared, trudging feet mount the twisted horizon
grains of that stinging sand blows into the faces of numbers, who try
In amongst, crumbling lives, that are just driftwood and statistics.
The visitation of that unpleasant side of life is here
comes with a series of pain is this compulsory treasure hunt
issues grow fat and fetch more corn meal from our distresses
the skin is seared but patience never stops rolling
surrendering to be the devil’s toothsome victim
for struggles to eat the soul to complete discomfort
fire is inhaled, dense smoke, exhaled
as the mind desperately finds cover under the liver
the only options are bitter flavours or sour syrups
then more problems on existing ones superpose
redemption looks, shakes its head and ignores flatly
the mind goes casual for each thorn to drop
but challenges end on those who are permanently frozen
so holding onto the strongest pole is the only way out
suffering’s surveillance gradually blocked and debugged
this phase ends as character is healed from rickets
Love is ultimate, but with you it was fatal.
I had lots of laughter not until I said “I love you too!”.
Number two was my certified location
b’cos I’ve always reverenced you so high
at the topmost of priorities.
Your gladness was much more than my enjoyment,
it germinated into compulsory duties I had to perform.
My pride became your belt and my shame, your underpants.
The definition of me translated to the adoration of you.
I worry to give us a balance
but you hurry to topple the equilibrium.
My life, a spreadsheet of your errands,
subjecting my feelings into a standby
to suit your taste and exhausting comfort.
But one day!
The slightest of contact with an acid
will change the litmus colour
and a continuous debt by a tenant
will abruptly render him homeless.
Your oil is used up, the engine is knocked
and the lamp has gone dark.
A heart so tender, you deserve not.
Arms once warm have been frozen to rigor motes.
My back is turned towards you
and that beauty, you’ll never see again.
Go and taste the seedlings of the city’s daughters
and the well sauced soups of its young maidens.
I’m no longer yours even if nature advocates for mercy.
Consider my sweetness and calm now as stones
mixed in dough, baked and served with vinegar.
You proclaim “I’m now a completely changed man”,
I believe you, but for the next girl.
Know this Mr. Irresistible guy,
even if you’re the last birth of all men
I’ll never again present my affections for your selfish trade.
Goodbye my past lover, I sincerely wish you well.
Solution
Two wrongs
Can't make a right
So instead we fight
Why can't we compromise
Why can't the world
Find the solution
To maintain humanity
Why must we lost our
Love one to continue
This ugly life
I thought we live in
A fair world
Were too many
Promises of hope and unity has
Been mentioned by our mentors
Why do we still living
This ugly life
Solution
If you don't want to
Talk about a solution
Don't tell me the problems
Don't prophecy my problem
With out talking about it solutions
I don't want to dwell on same things
Growth is compulsory
In my dictionary
So I ask the world
To find peace
There is a solution to maintain
The earth peacefully
And I find that solution
In love
Teach love
Preach love
Give love
Share love
Show love
Write about love
Let together teach the world
How to love
This is a big
Solution
Compulsory contentment shown by this man
above whose temple a large bridge passes
and his spacious serenity glorified by highways
and his dwelling in a direct romance with the skies.
Cars uncountable, his sight delights
while people visit and pass but with no attraction.
Cleaners and sanitary officers in government clothing;
who are his usual unofficial employees.
Struggling with busy-faced and fast paced individuals
becoming his live event without a screen.
But when the rains begin and the sun scorches
he’ll hide in his rags and face the challenge of homelessness.
Technology that is useful,
Is built by hands that are purposeful.
Technology that is helpful,
Is designed by the insightful.
Technology can still be mastered,
If enough of us don't get plastered.
Technology is a tool, that has more blades than a swiss army knife,
With the potential to enhance our life,
If we can still see what is real,
And give the planet time to heal.
Technology can be branded low tech or high tech,
So, we can decide what is needed on deck,
Not what we can get if we decide to take what is written on that cheque.
Technology that is reliable,
Is not always available.
Technology that is unfixable,
Is readily available,
And sits on every table.
Technology that is harmful,
Is plentiful,
Technology that is sold to the gullible,
Is profitable.
Technology becomes compulsory in most lands,
When it is placed in government hands.
Technology has an impact that is undeniable,
For which you and I are liable.
So, while you are still able,
While you still have a brain that is rational,
Due diligence is advisable,
While the choice is still available,
For humans to do work that makes them essential.
Segovia, Segovia, proud city on a hill,
So steeped in ancient history, your beauty charms me still.
The Roman aqueduct remains a marvel to admire
And cobbled streets wind upwards to the golden Gothic spire.
You boast a princely palace with a fairytale allure,
And cultural traditions which from time long past endure.
Yet something greater draws me to the city of Madrid-
For architecture can't compete with bread rolls stuffed with squid!*
15.07.19
* Madrid is famous for its culinary speciality of calamari(squid) sandwiches
'H W Longfellow Inspired Poetry Contest' : sponsored by Julia Ward:
One original poem on the theme of Segovia and Madrid.
Light verse only.
Compulsory names within the poem - Segovia, Madrid.