Long Grudge Poems
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Mind over matter
It been a long way coming
Yet am still counting more days
I have crossed my cross
Yet am still crucified on my steps
I keep paying my dues
My head remains focused on nature
Yet life never leave me wanting
I feel the loves I see the hates on my way
I take the blames for my deformities
I share no grudge with my time
I let peace be my shield
Yet am still misunderstood
My kindness taken for weakness
By those I call my own
It been a long way coming
So no disappointment is new in my life anymore
I knew how green the green snakes looks
On my green grass
So I always buckle my shoes an iron soul
Cos I can't cry no more
My days has taught me how to keep strong
My tears has shown me the deep side of braveness
Despite My journey continues with
Mind over matters
As I take my palette of words
Wondering which shall I first use
A portrait of my self
I would not wish to abuse
I have a confidence
That has been learnt the hard way
My feet are on the ground
But point forward, the only way.
My heart is large and loving
My temper can be short
But I never hold a grudge
And revenge is never sought.
Green eyes that look with love
At eyes the colour of mine
A nose from my dad
But my legs are rather sublime.
A smile is never far away
I deem that number one
A smile should be for everyday
A smile for everyone.
A model I would never be
There is too much of me
But I have never really wanted
To flaunt me publicly.
With my palette of words
I hope you can now see me
And hang me on your wall
As a dartboard for all to see.
© 22/04/2013 ~GG~
Place: Honourable mention
“Oh, my dear mirror!
You show the queerer,
The beautiful and the ugly,
As they are!
Everything on the left
Stays on the left;
Everything on the right
Stays on the right.
What you see, you show,
Neither less nor more!
You’re the best judge,
That we all know!
Even for the sake of fun
Against none,
You never show
An iota of grudge!”
When I ask, if it has anything
to say on the contrary, it humbly says,
“If I’m curved inwardly or outwardly,
I show you the things quite differently!
If I’m broken into many pieces,
A shattered image you get from me!
I’m impartial to the core when I’m flat,
And reflect exactly what is before me!”
You are portrayed altogether differently
By the people with crooked minds!
People with plain minds portray you as you’re!
A great lesson from the mirror, we’ve to learn!!
People are always asking me if I know this, that or the other.
I am not often bumfuzzled or hoodwinked by adults,
They usually have a tell, which they exhibit, totally unaware.
My older cousin, Jimmy, has a left eyebrow that raises ever so slightly when he is trying to fool me.
It mystifies him when I call him on it; he refuses to play poker with me now.
I am rarely confused by either of my siblings, as they have subtle facial indicators which I have been noticing since I was quite young.
Adults rarely mystify me.
Children, on the other hand, can confuse and twist me around all day long.
For some reason, I believe every single solitary thing that they say.
I have no idea why, but it has served me well.
Even when they bamboozle and fool me,
I never hold a grudge.
They are children
After all, and it
Is rather easy to forgive them
Which I do every day if I have to.
It has served me well.
Was that your eyebrow?
The green-eyed monster
The green-eyed monster has awakened
From a sleep that made him rest
As he has regained his vigour
He will put you to the test
You will have to act real courteous
While your heart with envy sears
And you must control your anger
Maybe even hide your tears
Your endurance will be torture
For it lacks good sentiment
There’s no will or motivation
To utter any compliment
Now your mood is so confusing
And it shows upon your face
Which appears real taut and rigid
And you feel so out of place
’Cause the monster has awakened
And he wants to be amused
He wants you to spew out venom
And he will not be excused
As you struggle not to please him
You blend friendliness with spite
And it all becomes real awkward
’Cause you want to do what’s right
So you smile and raise your eyebrows
In case your eyes stare blank and cold
’Cause you want no one to blame you
For a grudge that you might hold
This is how you fight the monster
Or at least that’s how you try
And it looks as if you’re winning
But you know it’s just a lie.
Wendy Nipas
Each day of life
Our minds are set to get that which brings joy to the heart
Not that which had been from birth of the earth in Eden
Created free to explore the love of a father
Whose breathe the dust is made to live
A glory laid in cum the generational growth
Bond in gene which cannot be laid to waste
Not as one in our world that thorn is mixed with wield
A question left to ask from mothers
How pleased my heart is to whose cum my birth is made
So tender in heart
Yet his words shake the earth
As all will be in awe when temperament close his eyes
Yet in no time calls back to pet
What a man in the fullness of a virtuous woman
Though no sooner to his birth than the father kicks the bucket
But grows in the thick and thorn of life
It is not surprising you're Samson
Not one whose fall did laid by a maid
But one whose heart is made of gold and good mother
A teacher, prayer warrior, mentor, friend and all one would say to be a great companion
Omolofa mojo
Olalomi omoabisujoruko
Ijakadi katakiti loreofa
Ijakan jakan tiwon jalofa
Won losoju Tani
Wonlosoju poroninu oko
Ibasoju oloko, ibalawon
Omopinre, laare
Okan kogbodo jokan
Tokan gbajokan
Ijanidaa, laare
No wonder your heart is the key to peace
As no grudge is laid in it
Hear me well oh good mother in the skin of man
Fear not and never be dismayed
For the time of harvest is now
That your heart leap for joy
Not as thieves awaiting the day of harvest
Your harvesting is till the end of age
When I glide into past, your imprints, I can find
You enjoy my high-fliers as if they are yours
Unwearied marathon with you for many years
And I proclaim that you are always on my mind.
Your muses add hues to my thoughts and go aligned
Keep going with the feel of your aura around
No fear of nightmare instances which pull me down
And I proclaim that you are always on my mind.
You chalk out my concerns and set them well designed
None knows the top secret that you are my first judge
You taught me how and why people crop up a grudge
And I proclaim that you are always on my mind.
Can’t imagine my journey without you, my heart!
Solicit your stay on my mind till I depart
I want him to go.
Psychotic menace on the run.
Ranting, raving, haunting me at every turn.
Frantic, flaming, I can only let him burn.
Mind splitting anger, I am one,
With what, I don't know.
I feed on a grudge
The Lord is my true enemy
Because my guilt ridden soul He won't allow
To be housed in this body. He'd disavow
The fear of love's true reverie:
Ego, the poor judge.
It's not as if I didn't try, it really isn't.
To not want help(love) is to not understand what help(love) really is.
Love is the core,
I am love:
Therefore, I am the core,
and you with me.
We did not decide this.
We cannot change this.
This is absolute.
This is freedom.
There's something about my wife that astounds me.
She won't use any appliance unless it's made by GE.
I bought her a washing machine that was made by Whirlpool.
That was a dumb decision and I soon learned that I'm a fool.
My wife got so mad that she caved my head in with a claw hammer.
Now she's holding a grudge because she spent a year in the slammer.
General Electric Appliances are the only appliances she will use.
I'll remember that in the future because I don't like to be abused.
She demands GE appliances because GE brings good things to life.
From now on I'll buy nothing but GE because I'm scared of my wife.
Fast forward at least two score
Earth's orbitz round the sun
approximately the year 2040
history already wrote him off
as thee worst president
(based on numerous metrics)
of these United States.
Now toggle back to today
November 17th, 2020
the forty fifth commander in chief
still biden his time
refuses to concede election results
despite irrefutable opponent win,
yet he (who cannot be named)
refuses to budge
holding strongly steadfast to his perch
nursing narcissistic grudge
that eligible voters
rendered him irrelevant
courtesy enfranchisement nudge,
a showdown will lead to ouster
as leader of the Republican party.
He, the tragicomical unpopularly snubbed character
can wreak untold havoc
between aforementioned said date
and Wednesday January 20th, 2021
orders issued promulgating orders such as:
1. decreeing civil service
subject to political oversight
2. allow sale of oil and gas permits
within Alaska's Arctic National Wildlife Refuge
3. require renewal of regulations
under purview courtesy
Health and Human Services Department
hobbling COVID-19 vaccine
4. impose sanctions on Iran
5. finalize peace deal
signed with Taliban in Afghanistan
6. broker extension regarding
New Start nuclear treaty with Russia
7. deliver spate of pardons to his cronies
8. disclose sensitive national-security information.
That mean son of a
would gleefully, maniacally,
and royally ditch
the democratic process plagued
with many a glitch
permanently incapacitating turncoat
henchmen/women who snitch
revealing true guise as wicked witch.
Who knows what evil lurks in the heart of man,
especially one groomed to win at all costs
and would sooner ruin the planet
versus admitting himself as sore loser?