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To all who have been faithful, and also those who’ve sinned,
everything is meaningless; it’s like chasing the wind!
I have seen all the things that are done under the sun;
seeing what I had achieved from all my hands had done.
My work became grievous, so much that I hated life.
I realized nothing was gained through all of my strife.
Goods and achievements come from envy of the neighbors.
Comforts and advancements are results from their labors.
Following every generation, there would be more;
each succeeding will be displeased with the one before.
I’ve applied myself to understanding astuteness;
comprehending madness, as well as foolhardiness.
It’s better to admire with the eyes if you’re able,
than to covet something with want that’s insatiable.
I’d prefer to have one handful of tranquillity;
than to have two handfuls of ceaseless hostility.
Based on Ecclesiastes Chapter 3
Society seems hellbent to chuck,
the moral codes that hold it fast
so why are we so thunderstruck,
when cruel crimes the tube broadcast?
Once Adam sinned, man’s heart turned bad.
Cain killed Abel for being good.
Sin displeased God and made him sad,
and ruined Eden’s neighborhood.
New Agers teach that man is good
the god in him he can evoke.
If he would try, he surely could
transform himself, cast off sin’s yoke.
God declares that man at his core
a sinner is, and wicked too
the depraved deeds that from him pour
confirm that what God says is true.
The shrinks tell us there is no sin
they blame the space that man lives in.
Move him to a more favored place
and good deeds will the bad erase.
Improve the ways we educate
our children’s minds, and over time
they will improve, their wild ways shed,
and up the social ladder climb.
Man’s heart is so full of deceit
he knows not of its true extent.
Reprobate, with evil replete,
to wickedness and wildness bent.
New laws cannot man’s nature tame
laws make men blush, then find new ways
to break the rules, dispense with shame.
Men hate what’s right, the wrong they praise.
All human schemes to reform men
are doomed to fail if we refuse
to heed God’s Word but follow Zen
and hold on to our foolish views.
God has a plan to rescue man
from Satan’s grip, to set him free.
He told us from the very start
sin is a problem of the heart.
So, heed God’s word and to him turn
His righteous will, no longer spurn.
Ask Him to free you from sin’s strife
and give to you eternal life.
Busy bees, honey please,
fuzzy golden brown seas,
displeased feverish breeze.
I've tried so hard to keep
the bees off the three sheep,
but these bees seem to wheeze
on by the trees and tease.
Gee whiz! Don't they know where
there hive is where they share?
Don't they care birds in air?
Bees full of nectars joy
chasing past a young boy
not the slightest bit coy.
Around the sweet fillies
a garland of lilies;
Millie, Billie, Gillies,
and Willies all whinnies.
Indeed, offspring hinnies;
took heed of the queen bee's
swarm stings, fast run to flee.
I'm runnin , pumpin free
on the edge of the quay.
2-9-2018
Forgiveness is indeed divine.
People get hurt and they may whine.
With their deeds, I may be displeased.
The suffering is to be eased.
It's a loftier state of mind.
One attains it by being kind.
Nurture the trait of acceptance.
Let's not give room for repentance.
PLACE : 3rd
Forgiveness Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Date: 27-06-2022
The 1st Commandment of Eternal God is I am the Divine Lord your Eternal God
You will not have strange gods before Me
By the 1st Commandment we are commanded to offer God alone the supreme worship that is due to Him
We worship Eternal God by acts of Faith, Hope and Charity
And adoring Him and praying to Him
A Catholic Christian sins against faith by not believing what Eternal God has revealed
And by taking art in non-Catholic worship
The sins against hope are presumption and despair
The chief sins against charity are hatred of Eternal God and of our neighbor
Envy
Sloth or laziness
Or scandal
Charity means love
Hatred is against love
Envy is being displeased at another’s success
Sloth is laziness
Scandal is bad example
There’s an empty canvas above my head,
Where in place of a fan, lies a horse instead,
It breaks free from a self-loathing shed,
At times, when lips silenced words from being said.
Runs across the wall, the horse
But without glee, despite being free, without any remorse,
Numbly it sprints in a white landscape,
For it to understand its purpose is beyond vague.
As it gallops, it leaves a trail of self-identity behind,
Unaware of the absence of a sound mind,
It doesn’t take long for years to pass from specks of time,
And the canvas remains an art piece, still confined.
Displeased by my efforts, I try to find an eraser,
I sigh as I realise that fate was never in my favour,
With no escape from what I’ve just done,
I prepare myself for the final outcome.
So, a cowardly canvas is above my head,
But in place of a horse lies a fan instead,
It is attached to a rope?—?compassionately holding my head,
At last, I die as a muse of a cowardly death.
My people and I will be especially pleased,
If the modern world is without a world war,
The world has faced two wars and its citizens were displeased
And the event ended in a loss of plants on the forest floor, Switzerland stayed completely out of the world wars, And it still boasts a stunning natural landscapes, I wanted to see the natural world and its ores, My life goal is to enjoy world's fauna, flora and landscape , I was shocked at the world's military expenditure, It reached a record high of 2.87 trillion dollars, And it shattered the world economic structure, It worried both political leaders and scholars, Atom bombs scarred the natural landscape,
Military tanks flattened the mighty mountain, Let's keep our green planet earth in good shape,
Our future generations will live freely in the dominion.
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At half past five, when the streetlights blinked on,
Mrs. Henderson patted her pockets—then frowned.
Her favorite scarf, the wool one with ducks,
had vanished between the bus stop and Dunk's.
She retraced her steps past the slurping snowbanks,
peered into gutters half-clogged with ice,
even asked the displeased parking meter attendant,
who shrugged and resumed his existential crisis.
Meanwhile, two blocks down, a very large crow
tugged at something blue in the branches of a spruce.
A jogger slowed, squinted upward, and called,
Hey! That’s not yours!—but the crow was no gracious goose.
It cackled, triumphant, and launched into flight,
scarf trailing like some bizarre kite tail.
Mrs. Henderson, rounding the corner, gasped,
then burst out laughing—what else to do?
The crow dropped it (finally!) near the old diner,
where it landed, quite softly, on a snowman’s neck.
The snowman, indifferent, stared straight ahead.
Mrs. Henderson sighed, tucked it in, stepped back.
Keep it, she murmured. You’ll need it more.
And the scarf stayed put—at least till the thaw.
I see myself as fair and helpful
a friendly ally... so I'm surprised
to see me singled out and
ostracized from your bubble.
Perhaps I've insulted you
by not agreeing with your views
though I've gone out of my way
to be diplomatic and polite.
Perhaps I've not lavished you
with honours when judging
my contests with blind impartiality
and that displeased you enormously.
Perhaps I've given you a suggestion
to consider ways to improve your poem
and you assumed I showed arrogance
and deserve to be cut out of your circle.
I'll never know the reasons that justify
why I've been singled out and ostracized
and you obviously have no intention
to discuss or reconsider ~ it’s your call.
So be it ~
AP: 1st place 2025
My mother-in-law was a Taurus.
Thought she was the easiest person in the world to get along with.
Incorrectly thought.
People loved her. She was revered and adored.
Also feared and tiptoed around, for she needed her own way
Most of the time. She also stood up for the underdogs,
And wanted others to have their own way too.
She was nurturing and loving when she liked you.
She had an eyebrow raise that could strike people dead
When she was displeased. I only saw it every day or so.
Usually directed to my father-in-law who was terrified each time.
None of us dared laugh.
A Taurus is an eclectic combination of
Have-To-Have-My-Way, and Want-You-To-Have-Yours-too.
We never double crossed our Taurus.
She loved me to pieces, and I her, but I knew who was the boss.