Long Fairness Poems
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Things shrouded in mystery
are quickly discarded
and simply not believed;
this false-hood staggers me
and others unjustifying them...
While knowledge increases,
faith,once invincible,decreases...
with only few to defend it!
Creation is the work of the Eternal,
everything testifies to that;
convinctions should be concrete,
not implausible and superficial...
They should be credible enough
to attribute it to His almighty hand
and anyone disapproving it,
denies it...by calling it a myth!
O world so careless and rebellious...
indulging in sin without remorse,
you refuse to believe in a real God
who doesn't hide from anybody who seeks Him;
and He can end anguish and shame!
O world so preoccupied with wealth and galore,
this madness can cause you more harm than good;
He who created you has greater plans in store!
Creation is the work of the Eternal,
the entire Universe will be yours to explore;
and you'll be given dominion over it always...
and if angels are higher than you...fear not,
because you'll be rule over them...God
has predestined you to greatness!
O world so merciless and intolerant of fairness,
break free of deception and selfishness,
there are no planets more beautiful than this,
the Earth was given to Man for freedom and bliss!
the cynosure of the crystal night sky,
convergent to your unrivaled beauty
from far on the ground
the beauty I cannot count
I to me- a fresh skeleton of hackneyed ashes
barren field of all love,
grey yard of the cut grains straw
the bitterness of Amarone wine,
sprite of poetry and phantom of prose
see I all yours but in lures,
still seeing I'm,
crying life all to infinity,
decaying with infliction pithy,
you and my love are eternal,
perpetual all fraction in point of gaiety.
warm of heart feeling dazzling the shrine of love,
beneath your caring tears my imperishable entity,
I am seeking you,
horizon after horizon,
my love tours consciously to finding you not as alien,
calls in all of you and your caring
in the pinnacle of desire,
I sow my loving seed,
here every green leaf for you,
every root which you do not see,
where I pour my love philter,
every sough touches your fairness love with the belonging of one,
here every leaf oscillates as a sign of your greetings,
I see all my love into my sphere,
I find my soothe in you, inside me you the soothe bearer
- Sunday, July 14, 2019 Chattogram
Are we guardians of what’s right
Of fairness, integrity and zeal,
On our shoulders does truth rest,
With commitment of pure steel.
Is history not a knowing guide
That lights a path for us to see
Where not to stumble, trip or fall,
So that our spirit can roam free?
But that freedom sorely won
Has a price for us to pay,
A moral compass for our deeds
That neither pride nor fame may sway.
We hold the line where others falter,
Democracy’s one sustaining friend,
Neither partial nor capricious,
To others will never to bend.
If the pen vanquishes the sword,
Pick up that pen and write
Words soaked in fact never in fiction,
The very kernel of what’s right!
IN AND OF DEMOCRACY AND EQUANIMITY
Indeed, “...we are a society in deep crisis:-”
Once more and again, we continue sitting
And daily standing by, in abject nemesis:
Seemingly unconcerned about the daily
Trials and tribulations of political injustice:-
Aren’t we supposed to be a nation of deemed democracy?!
If so, how can we sit and stand by and allow this political mockery
Of freedom, justice, and constitutional-granted equanimity?!
Now is the time, and the time is now,
For those of us in caring awareness,
To be about the peaceful labors of love,
Bringing back equity and its fairness:-
Let’s get to being able to truly sing again,
About a sweet land of freedom and liberty;
A land where true democracy is sustained,
And is reflected in its glorious equality.
We can and must become a nation of peace and love;
And a land that is truly the home of the brave and free:-
A nation with balanced scales of justice hanging high above,
And one that is molded in the practice of equity for all of humanity:-
When the State disappeared,
silence took command of the roads.
Villages slept with one eye open,
listening for engines, boots, and gunfire.
Markets that once sang with bargaining voices
now whisper in fear,
and children learn the language of hiding
before they learn to write their names.
Into the vacuum stepped shadows—
men without mercy,
flags without compassion,
laws written in bullets and ash.
Farmers abandoned their fields,
traders counted losses instead of profits,
and mothers prayed for sons
who should have returned at sunset.
Where protection failed,
terror planted its own authority;
where governance weakened,
fear became the new governor.
Yet the land remembers peace.
The soil still waits for laughter,
for schools instead of camps,
for soldiers of justice, not soldiers of terror.
And one day,
when the State returns not in uniforms alone
but in fairness, protection, and hope,
the people will reclaim their nights.
Until then, the wind carries one question
across northern plains and burning towns:
Who guards the people
when the guardians vanish?
Stop talking about revolution, revolution
It's not like winning the lottery, the ‘election’
When a real revolution is on the move
Nobody, nobody can stop it.
Stop, stop, quit, and quit being hypocrite it
When a real revolution is on the move
Nobody can stop it. Election
Will never be synonymous with selection.
Revolution is about drastic positive move
It is about real and natural change for the nation
A revolution is about optimism in a fair election
When people can vote freely for a better condition.
Think! Use your brain and your God-given imagination
For a better world, for fairness and better comprehension
Sop being hypocrite. Nobody can stop it
When a real revolution is on the move.
Copyright © June 2020, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved..
I left because my body broke,
And weighed with grief, my spirit spoke.
I told you oft, I made things clear,
Yet pressure came—not care, but fear.
No shame I bear for what I owe,
I acted true, as you well know.
The key I left, the money too—
What’s lost beyond, I never knew.
I paused before I took my leave,
Awaiting peace I could believe.
No secret kept, no silent flight—
I walked away, not into night.
If coins are gone, then search and see—
The lens can tell who came, not me.
Let truth be light, let blame not blind,
Let justice speak, but also kind.
It is not my nature to love gold
More than the hearts I gently hold.
I always choose what’s just and true,
Without stepping in someone’s shoe.
So please—in Jesus’ holy name—
Let us be kind, not cast out blame.
Let grace prevail in how we part,
With no more weight upon the heart.
If threats persist, I will defend,
With truth and strength, I will not bend.
But still I hope for peace to reign—
For all to walk in love again.
Children exceed the doves that we were given.
They are graces sent forth from God in heaven.
Despite one's capacity to innovate and teach,
Dawn facts to tutor, given in eloquent speech.
Wisdom gained in life radiates alike the sun.
But recall the spirit of self, literacy, and fun.
Relish the moon calmly; don't let hiccups swoon.
Never let your spirit wane alike a morning moon.
Keeping one's mind and emotions in harmony
We feed you with flame straight from the armory.
Have ethics and treat all with care and fairness.
God's trust will bear you a deeper awareness.
While twirling life, don't ignore fresh food or vitamin.
Adopt care of yourself, and never drive after Heineken.
You should dress how you feel most comfortable.
Don't strain as another; clones are unremarkable.
Study enough for it, but not so much as to panic.
A fresh crew offers hope for the modern Titanic.
Never let others sway you; rather, follow the breeze.
Blend kindness and brawn alike waving flowers of trees.
Such as clay, be calm, and don't let emotion bury you.
Be selfless in the aid of those who follow you through.
We are affluent only when our feelings are healthy.
Be humble in glory, gentle in grief, glad, and stealthy.
Set aside some quiet time to pray every night.
Life will strike you with grief, so tackle it and fight.
Written: February 09, 2023
The 12 Things You'd Teach Your Child Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Matt Caliri
Written: October 1st 2023
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In the ocean of silence, I’m stunned
Astonish by its grandeur as I descend.
A comely curtain of conciliatory calm
Elapse the chaos, surreptitious and warm.
In the hushed embrace of the twilight sky,
A silence plummets, ambrosial all nearby.
Astonied hearts stand in solicitous awe.
A comely night implies her ethereal flaw.
Emollient whispers waft into the air.
Surreptitious secrets are shared with care.
Incipient stars start their gentle wafture,
Surreal leaves create a ripple in nature.
Mellifluous melodies mend meteoric might,
Fugacious flimsies that fizzle out of a fight
Gossamer moonbeams cast their diaphanous glow,
Creating an aura of silence, tranquility, and bestow.
Ineffable fairness, fiercely feisty, not frigid,
The break of dawn silenced, as if timid.
Saturnine secrets shrank in secrecy.
Stupendous silence slides, sinewy spree.
Lull launders, looping the limp land,
As warblers start with a duteous band,
Sullen clouds gather, ominous and dark.
Yet awestruck hearts find solace in calm remarks.
Reassuringly, the heavy silence lingers.
Dour faces are glum, yet prudent fingers
Guide the oxymoron of emotions that flow,
Glowering and divine in their quiet glow
In the gloomy hush, discretion gleans hold,
As discerning minds decry peace in the fold,
The prudent ones, with a discreet glance,
Understand the power of silence dance.
Glum faces settle in quiet repose.
Views deepen, and worries dispose
Astounded by stillness, they are in awe.
Of absolute peace that stillness can draw.
Awestricken by the amorphous depth it brings,
They decry solace in the lull that silence sings.
A curtain of calm tumbles, amazed and serene.
As the amorphous depth of quiet is felt and seen.
Inauspicious cruxes balmily soothe fears.
As diaphanous whispers softly, quell tears.
Hinky hearts hearkens a hypothesis behind,
A voice uttered, "Love silence will never hide".
No query or qualm can squeal this bond.
Silence is where my peace is dulcet fond.
In the hushed embrace of the twilight sky,
Silence reigns, and my love will never die.
(“Multiculturalism Merit Badge”, 2010, original oil)
Unsolicited
Yesterday I called my daughter
To give unsolicited parenting advice.
She listened and heard me
And even thanked me after,
But then I went away
Wondering who am I to give advice
And how does my experience as a child
Compare to my daughter’s kid's today.
It’s really two different worlds
Of different values, pressures and expectations.
In our talk these key words of parenting arose;
Love, fairness, patience
And something more elusive,
Maybe even you could say the Holy Grail
Of parenting, equanimity,
That quality of dispassionate composure
Especially in the face of stress.
And maybe this is what makes me feel
My advice rings hollow
And so better left unsaid.
If we don’t embody the lessons we teach
What use are they,
And if we embody them,
What need for them to be even given.
(9/2/25)