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Place me on a pedestal and take me to the stars
enrich me with linguistic words of honey sweet
Fly me to the moon on wings of butterflies
dear muse, let your pearls resound inside this golden cornet
conduct in me a symphony with all the colors of the wind
inside this poignant writer's heart, there will always be a place
for you
So let us ruminate, reflect and contemplate together,
you and I side by side
floating high above the sky.
Climb the ladder of success with me, take me to Venus
so I can dance with the sun and cha cha with the moon
fly like a water ouzel and swim like a Mermaid
you and I side by side
for all time...
Jan 3 2023
Sponsor Regina McIntosh
Contest Name My Muse
Courage and Success
Courage is the way of success
So never let your feelings suppress
If you deserve something right
Step forward and never fright
Be confident and be polite
Whenever you step outside
Your will power will be your strength
No matter.......
If ladder of success is arduous
But it can never be hazardous
Increase your vim and velocity
Polish your dexterity
Kick the impotence
You will never face debility
Always show your intrepidity
Your will-power will be your strength
And you will become mettled one
So if you deserve something right
Then step forward and make luck bright
Go up and up and never fright
Be like a valorous for your right
Prove your prowess when needed fight
If you want successful life
Face with courage and you will rise.
Poetess S. Nadia Azam Shah Bukhari
All Rights Reserved
(6/11/12)
I have been reborn for my life had been
Broken , shattered, and torn.
No future could I see
Till the day you came into me.
You opened my eyes to everything around
Including the people “ I had put down”.
You opened my heart to other peoples feelings
And left my mind completely reeling.
How could I have been so cold , so ruthless
To others needs, and on their sorrows I did feed.
I thought by climbing the ladder of success
I had to put down all the rest.
Then in a dream I saw myself being lowered
Down into the ground , and not one friend
Or family member to be found.
There was not one tear shed for me
Because of the way I used to be.
I woke up in a cold sweat, my hands
were trembling ,My eyes were wet.
I had cried in that dream
For my life I had seen.
I fell to my knees and started to cry
When I felt you by my side.
I asked you : “if when I ask a question
And it was your will
If in my body I’d feel a chill.”
You gave me the answers to change my life around
And in you - a new life I had found.
LORABELLE YASIS
Acrostic
Don't rest on your Laurels
COntinue to climb the ladder of success
Along the way theRe are trials and tests
WAlk and stand tall with a forehead high
Be determined and courageous
True and Endless love will come to you
‘tiLL all your dreams come true
Everlasting joy, God will imbue.
BeYond the mountains of hardship
Lies the vAlley of success
Remember that every cloud has a Silver lining
People say, at the end of the raInbow there is pot of gold
But at the end of this world, there iS life forever more.
Standing on the springboard of idiocity, spitting out lies shamelessly. Idiots of the nation in the corridors of power.
Preaching shadows of democracy but catalysts of democratic backsliding committing heinous crimes in the broad daylight. The idiots of the nation in the corridors of power.
Their Satanic hypocrisy is the product of their arrogance and mental stupidity. Their big ego blinds them from ultimate reality.
Pretending to be superior while standing on the shoulders of the masses, the idiots of the nation in the corridors of power.
Novel entities of society lack moral values, being drunk with power. lot of the mumbo jumbo from their mouth .
Turning politics into business of lies and manipulation, the idiots of the nation in the corridors of power.
Robbing the poor and destroying their nations, mischief-makers on the world stage. thinking with their bottom and not the top !
Climbing the ladder of success dubiously and ruthlessly, committing organised crime day and night against their nations.
Idiots of the nation standing on the springboard of idiocity!
By Chanda Katonga.
The toxic masculinity
The big gorilla, a silverback, found in the woods a tiny creature
it first had thought of killing, but in the tiny animal saw beautiful
eyes trusting him and the great ape falls in love.
People will say it is the female part of the man in action, I say no
all men are tender when given the opportunity to defend and often
risking their life for things they love.
In our time a man is supposed to climb the ladder of success so
he can buy a bigger car and house for the family, although his wife
also has a career the man is still expected to pay.
The hubby would like to have 5-6 children it is in his nature to breed,
but now that women are emancipated, big families are out
at most one or two children, preferably adopted from Africa or Asia
The wife has so many expenses staying slim and buying clothes of
the latest trend and there is the theater, the art exhibition it is vital
to be seen in the right circle.
The man gets a mistress who can provide him with sexual relief and
since his wife is not approachable his mistress listens to his woo.
The gorilla and the man are two of kind tender of heart and deeply
misunderstood
she climbed the ladder of success
i was there since the first rung
she now makes more money than me
i now surprise her with a red velvet cake
while digesting said red velvet cake, i give her an unexpected foot massage
see, the privilege is on MY end because i was the one she chose to give her heart to
why break her down and make her feel less than
she will leave my behind at first notice, and i will miss her soft acceptance of ME
knowing this, i draw her bath water, lukewarm with a pinch of hot
tea tree is the Queen's Royal Preference this evening
as i help her in the tub, i make her laugh and she returns the favor
i am relaxed, she is relaxed, and together we make sanity and happiness reachable
we cherish each other again, Knowing, but not knowing
i see MY Ladder of Success.......
He was a success and on top of the world,
But his triumph came at a great price,
Had stepped on too many lives,
Up the ladder to the top.
He sat behind a big mahogany desk,
And soon knew he was over his head,
Was not prepared for the task,
For someone at the top.
Tried to hide the big mistake by pretending,
But all the executives knew,
It was just a matter of time,
Before he would be through.
He was among so many that greed has warped,
Ambitions and skill could not support,
But was promoted to the top,
Of his incompetence.
Blood on the ladder of success.
Not a sign of progress,
Whatever the worldview,
It’s a crime, nonetheless.
At the fair, they’d beckon us in, tell us that we’d see a girl become a gorilla. They’d chant, “Girl, girl, girl, girlilla, gorilla…”
Monkeying Around
gorillas dressed in leopard suits, climbing
the so-called “ladder of success”
hopping onto
tiger-rings of oak
they may be gorillas
but to each other, they’re monkeys
kids in monkey suits
paid in daily rocks
white-collar players
sans elevator music
back in time
trinkets laid out on twin beds
muzak orchestra plays
as we shop
or we scrawl up a menu
making sure the sister’s choice
is the special
always a crazy conglomeration
we were never mean
we just laughed as the other
threw the pillow
and it landed on the flame
oops
you can recoup
if that happens in virtual reality
or stop the action
before a catastrophe happens
no wonder parents like
their kids
to sit still
i tried dressing in a leopard suit
but i’m too old to climb the ladder
yesteryear, i was paid in “Parcheesi”
today’s chromecast: “Say cheese”
returning to the present
i tap the gorilla on the shoulder
“Stop monkeying around,” I say,
“Throw your grandma a great big kiss.”
I am resilient. Infinitely stronger
than you think I am. You hear me, Devil?
With the Almighty God to my right
and my guardian angel to my left
you're never gonna drag me down
Yes, I'm aware of your devious schemes
Yes, I'm aware of your pathetic white lies
Yes, I'm aware of all your dirty tricks
I'm soaring too high for you to reach me
You're never gonna drag me down
No matter how much you tempt me
No matter how hard you try
to suck me into the vortex
of your evil machinations, I will prevail;
you're never gonna drag me down.
Clasp my feet with your long talons
halfway up the ladder of success;
pull me down with all your might
and I'll still climb to the topmost rung.
You're never gonna drag me down
Never Going Drag Me Down Poetry Contest/Winner(2nd Place)
Sponsored by: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
Date written and posted: 10/13/2017