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Nothing hurts more
than the blunted arrow
the grazing punch,
the half-slur.
Insinuation
from a sibilant slander
whispered to a sleeping cat
haunts many ears.
She was a woman dammed to be
a love for me. My curse
was to desire her.
We were a cage-fight for passions
yet in the end
no one was hailed a winner,
we limped away
damaged by near misses.
Nothing stings
as much as a sharp pen
made to snap and scratch
upon a blank page.
People will read,
peer between lines
that are not there.
Swear they knew all a long
we were flailing beneath
a hurricane that had no eye
and a storm that had no teeth.
I thought
by the rhetorical words of poems
I will ornate you,
But you wanted the rainbow colored moon
I thought
by the passionate pages of full poem
I will make hearty hut for you,
But you wanted a floating palace with pink clouds
I thought
I will make divine dresses for you
by the intoxicated lines of rhythmic poems,
But you wanted to wear the mermaid dress
Within your life's insinuation
I didn't find any harmony
I wrote poems for you
But now insects are building nests
in the old books of poems
My eyes sought you on your coming path
But now both sights becomes blind
I sang loudly for your rapturous meeting with me
But now vocal cords of my voice are torn
I waited for long time for your slight visiting
But now I'm under the unaided tomb
Oh, to me you didn't come
So, I didn't make any chum
01.10.2020 Chattogram
Some things I do wish I could do
Yet some things I simply could not
Perhaps if I haven't met you
My desires I need never spare a thought
But I'm glad we came into play
Simply overjoyed we have met
As once more upon the bed we lay
To have only time reminding us of moments to have had
Your soft lips I came to know so well
Your body against my own I can move in strive
Some love only we know... we simply fell
Some love for every tomorrow... we'll get by
It is love I haven't known before
At its purest and its darkest insinuation
Within its mercy nevermore to ignore
Yet falling for you... I need not reasons
Some things I simply could not
Yet some things I wish I could do
Desires lusting without so much a thought
From the very day when I met you
Still smarting from stupid scamming fraudsters...
five months ago to the day
Twas the cusp of tooth thousand
twenty three summer solstice,
when yours truly (a fool
and his money went separate ways)
mine cherished nest egg,
I would immediately miss
lesson immediately learned courtesy takeaways
linkedin with looted
checking and savings accounts
analogously yanked, unmoored and unbridged
at Citizen Bank quays
me subsequently exhibiting,
maddening, and snorting
re: imagine how figurative
unbridled horse's ass neighs;
a fate engendering
mental anguish on par with
voluntarily unrolling Scottish welcome mat
readying yours truly
being lynched courtesy kkk
(I apologize for any
incantation, incrimination, incubation,
indiscretion, insinuation, intimation, invitation...),
cuz metook poetic license
attempting to accentuate brazen crafty deception,
how con artist invoked tender loving care
while (all the while) stealthily employing
stealing gambit, which hack
by the way incorporated his suppressed hurray
for him positively coaching me
invisibly eliciting, interposing, manifesting,
questing, and ushering entranceway
into sought after vaunted money
synonymously enlisting sprinkled pet accolade
such as "good job"
never disclosing discerning ulterior motive
exacting a risky (business) mission
unlike dramatizing the WWII story
of the Thailand-Burma Railway
regarding those soldiers who built
Bridge over the River Kwai
in the former scenario exhibiting
how yours truly (me) did betray
requisite necessity to protect
fungible assets of mine
by voluntarily cooperating
with the enterprising villainous prankster,
who applying one alias
called himself "Harvey Specter"
guiding blindsided yours truly
(who received nincompoop of the year award)
obliging scoundrel to withdraw cash willingly
and convert sain moolah into bitcoin
(a type of digital currency
in which a record of transactions maintained
and new units of currency are generated
by the computational solution
of mathematical problems,
and which operates independently
of a central bank) courtesy digital wallet,
which nefarious experience found me
posting a gofundme page to no avail!
Some folks yell or scream, they argue and rage,
Others give off the silent shoulder.
At work, in the office, it seems a regular duty,
To be the person that’s colder.
Making trivial important, giving substance to nothing,
To paint others in a horrible light.
Then informing the boss of these whimsical robes,
To satisfy their own personal spite.
The worst of the rage, the most cutting of tactics,
Is when they silently slip to the side.
Their hands go to their mouth, whispering most potent,
Exclusive eyes becoming mortified.
These murmurs and gossip, the sighs and the tone,
Every little bit of insinuation.
They don’t make for a productive, happy, healthy workplace,
Instead creating acrimonious oppugnation.
I have been alone for the longest time I can remember
I thought I knew everything there was
Until I realise the price to be alone forever
The price where only questions you have answers cause
Most everyone is alone for the wrong reasons
Alike people being together for the thoughtless insinuation
Everyone will walk a one day path to be broken
And no one can ever mend that perfected separation?
We need to be destroyed to find a whole
We need to die from to live again
We need to be nothing to begin whole
We need to have everything… deprive… remain
And without words… that someone will tell you who you are
Opposing or agreeing… reminding or distancing
Simply…we are just anyone to everybody oh so far
Yet unrealised for the everyones we need for our selfless nothings
Do you ever remember being alone?
At a point truest when we have someone
Without someone, do you remember being your own?
Have you the answer? less we forever run
(unsettled conscience beckons expunging)
Upon espying aesthetically pleasing lass
(considerably younger than me),
middle aged ma'am, or classy older woman
impetuousness overtakes rationality
courting acquaintanceship constituting
aforementioned type female
these premature ejaculations
blindside yours truly
upon comfort level
of unfamiliar lady recipient,
(especially years gone by
with then young daughters in tow)
oft times lacked conscientious wherewithal,
how embarrassing offspring felt
at their buffoon papa appearing,
intimating, kickstarting... rapport
at first blush evincing politesse,
yet keen eldest progeny
adept to discern in apropos overture,
despite being well mannered
couched foray, an unconscious insinuation
discerned, hinted, leveraged...
unspoken ulterior motive,
yet honest to dog overt blurting
complement toward veritable stranger
essentially, intrepidly, overtly...
stated genuine pleasantry
attempting to recoup losses
from utterly abysmal
socially withdrawn adolescence
could easily be interpreted
as sexual innuendo
(particularly witnessed by
acutely perceptive first born),
whose reverence, asper in this dada
plummeted, especially cuz
similar instances occurred,
where ambiguity
to formulate unfavorable conclusion
tacked on her growing
list of gripes against dada
loosely analogous to Martin Luther,
whereby his “95 Theses,”
which propounded two central beliefs -
the Bible and central religious authority -
humans may reach salvation only
by their faith and not by their deeds -
was to spark Protestant Reformation,
which essentially kindled
figurative fuel to the fire
incrementally cleaving paternal dotage
undesirable, no matter Pedophilia
never goaded what in mine mind
amounted proving daring do,
since suppressed infatuations
decades past, this then
extremely reclusive knew
nothing about powder milk biscuits
to give shy people the strength
they need to get up and
do what needs to be done.
Thus, an apologia without exception,
whether or not these words seen to deux
darling daughters, plus
other gals who experienced discomfort
at innocuous attempt
to get linkedin with
whirling wide webbing of women.
May 21 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Ezra 1-3
Key Verse – Ezra 1:3 Who is there among you of all his people? his God be with him, and let him go up to Jerusalem, which is in Judah, and build the house of the LORD God of Israel, (he is the God,) which is in Jerusalem.
HEART TESTIFIES THAT GOD IS WITH US
Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His mercy
For our gladness despite feelings of insufficiency
While we sing praises to His name’s excellency
Upon His loving kindness’ consistency.
Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His graciousness
For our gratefulness despite economic crises’ seriousness
While we trust in His constant faithfulness
Upon His triumph’s greatness.
Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His gift of salvation
For our assurance despite doubts’ insinuation
While we believe in His Word’s perfection
Upon His immutability’s function.
Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His blessing
For our provisions despite poverty-cursing
While we stay in His will’s nursing
Upon His nourishment’s raising.
Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His fellowship
For our strength despite debilitating worldly partnership
While we draw near His heart that’s offering vibrant relationship
Upon His fatherhood’s leadership.
Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His counsel
For our guidance despite daily routine’s hassle
While we learn from His truth’s easel
Upon His wisdom’s epistle.
Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His light
For our direction despite deceit of falsity’s sight
While we abide in His Word, always right
Upon His instruction’s delight.
May 21, 2022
I'm thinking of nero..' as i read on (vision zero?) The rhetoric
Seems all burnt-out' like patriotisam.? Must be so many seeds
Of doubt? There's (ground zero) and zero carbon? Maybe a
Link.?? Do we need, a think-athon.? I'm putting it to you.!!
Maybe you'll notice ? Enough to take a look.? See whats
Going on.? Behind the seedy crooks.' Behind (the hope not
Hate) the positive slogans..That outline your fate?? Will you
Comply.? Shall many bend the knee?? Think.? i urge you all.!
On insinuation, on destination, on foreshadowing' upon the
Macarb indications to absorb.' Un-seeng such dark signalling
And virtue-less typology!
Negative Politics
By Franklin Price
2/10/2016
Negative politics are more
Since primaries have begun
To say someone is worse than you
Somehow is much more fun
It's not what you've accomplished
How you've gotten where you are
But your opponents' negatives
That have gotten them this far
Doesn't matter when it happened
Could have been a fluke of birth
As long as it is negative
It has to have some worth
Negative preferred by media
They don't know when to stop
Underhanded insinuation
Will bring their ratings to the top
Blame it on the public
Who enjoy watching the fall
Murder, drugs and politics
Anything that will appall
Playing hooky when in high school
Cheating on a college test
Not voting for a foolish bill
Bragging on the family crest
Not being raised in poverty
To have to bring themselves along
Forgetting to place their hand on chest
For the national anthem song
For the many things they may have done
For which they might repent
Having nothing to do to qualify
To be our president
Voters, think of your exposure
Evaluate all you hear and see
Don't let the negative politics
Elect the president to be