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Potential is not a promise-
and that's all I've seen in you.
I've given every opportunity-
but you've never followed through.
(You once) treated me with kindness-
but I deserve much more.
I deserve a kind of love-
I've not experienced before.
See, I deserve consistency-
and I deserve the truth.
And I deserve my wishes-
(and all of) my dreams to come true.
I've come to learn from my mistakes-
that patience gets you nowhere.
Not when one's committed-
(to serve) themselves; although it's not fair.
(I) love you for many reasons-
and I'm not sure that will change.
But you've shown me by your choices-
you don't love me the same way.
Choices aren't mistakes-
see, they are conscious trains of thought.
You choose to make decisions-
that you know leave me distraught.
So, since you choose to hurt me-
instead of fixing what you've broken...
I choose to walk away-
my sense of worth has been awoken.
My cat went a roaming to find a new home.
Sing kitty,sing katty,sing Oh!
This cat was so clever he had his own comb.
Look up,now look down,stone the crows!
He went into the neighbours' and drank all their milk.
Sing,fridge raiding kitties.No,No!
Then he laid himself down on a piece of fine silk.
Sing,what the dickens,my lovely pillow!
He went to the butcher and ate all the steak.
Sing greedy,he's ruined my flow.
Then he went to the hairdresser for a shampoo.
Where else can a puttitat go?
He had no plastic,no money,no cheque!
Sing,cheater,sing creature,sing woe.
She sent for a Copper who paid the cat's bill.
And so my puss came out all aglow.
Now my cat was glossy and plump and refreshed.
Sing:fancy,it all goes to show.
So he came home and said this place is best.
And he picked up his cello and bow.
He scraped some Sibelius and also some Grieg.
Sing: Northern lights can always glow.
But,he looked so self satisfied,I felt annoyed....
One should not let one's narcissism show.
But he was so handsome,I was glad he came home.
Sing,grateful,sing katefull,sing Ho!
And I hope he will never again want to roam.
Sing glory.sing story;Sing So!
FORM OF ABSOLUTES
ideas of temptation
within
boundaries
by
the defiant
&
breaking rules
of
conceptual art
with
a degree of withholding
& interpretation
of dreams
to transcend
beyond
issues of locality
&cultural specificities
conflicted
by egotism,&
narcissism
strengths &
vulnerabilities
in
duality
reflected in
the character of
interior life
confronted
by
bizarre
expectations
& absurdity
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
"Life is like a book that never ends,
chapters close, but not the book."
Quote by _Marianne Williamson, Author, Spiritual Leader
Through most of my life I have had this never ending childlike foolish pride.
Feeding on praise and boasting of my accomplishments with reckless vanity.
I have crowned myself Queen in many instances and have lived in a castle
that exists only in my mind. None of this is based on reality and is doomed,
for it leads to being alone with narcissism. Saying to myself you are divine!
I have kept people at a distance incase they figure out the truth. The truth
that I am balanced on a lofty pedestal about to fall, and the facade that is
me is about to shatter. So, I let go of Ego . . .
on a vision quest
my spirit found butterflies . . .
transforming rebirth
Here, now, I have been reborn through exploring the map of my life, and
reading the chapters in a huge book that has been written of all my days.
With the help of my spiritual animal, the butterfly, I can see the journeys,
some rocky, some dark, some flat, some mountainous. I have crossed
calm seas, and wandered parched deserts, traversed difficult terrains. Met
Goblins in deep places. I see now that Ego was a protection from the truth,
of my fear. But, here and now, I also see the courage, wisdom, strength
awareness collected. I, no longer need the cloak of Ego . . .
forests saturate
with birds songs and flowing streams . . .
look back step forward
"I can now be proud without being boastful, I can just be me."
Quote by _ Constance
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July 06, 2022
Poetry/Haibun/Finding The Magic In Me
Copyright Protected, ID 07-1471-991-06
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premiere contest, Ego Shorn, Here Now Reborn
sponsor, Unseeking Seeker, Judged 07/14/2022
Third Place
All of us should know by now that there’s one race:
The Human Race. Narcissism and nepotism
Are destroying the very febrile fibers of our society
Greed and narrow-mindedness, at an increasing space
Are eroding our soil like mites devouring the mechanism
Of our ingenuity. This is odious. What a sad and sorry pity!
Freedom is about being at liberty to do things on our own
Freedom is about being in control of our destiny
Freedom is about using our God-given talent to be
And to do whatever inspires us at dust, at dawn
Or at any time to make the world a better place for all
Freedom is about exposing the lies and walking tall
While telling the truth in the best interests of the planet
Freedom is about saying it like it is, on the internet
In the newspapers, on the radio and to all the media
The nocuous system comes now and then with the craziest formula:
This one is lighter than you; that one is darker than you
This one is thinner than you; that one is bigger than you
This one is dumber than you; that one is smarter than you
This one is shorter than you; that one is taller than you
After meticulously reading the final analysis, you and I are the same
We all belong to the same Human Race, we need to be tame
In order to comply with the principles established by the Almighty
Otherwise, we become mentally dumb, vainglorious and really cocky
Freedom is about breaking the inessential chains in our brain
Freedom is about unclogging the flexible pipes of the dam
Freedom is about going straight to the sources
Freedom is about utilizing our best resources
All of us should know already that there is one race:
The Human Race. And for all, there’s plenty of space
Freedom is about improving things for a better and safer society
Freedom is about creating better filters to help the environment
Freedom is about respecting the fibers and the colors of humanity
Freedom is about enjoying the neoteric air under the firmament.
Copyright © August 2023, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
What's worse than a malicious master of manipulation?
Two who join together to play Pin the Tail on their prey
Continuously and clamorously... asses love to bray
Cruelty is not always physical
Some take joy in messing with the mind
Blowing in like a blustering wind
with wicked words bringing them fame
of being labeled 'Keyboard Bullies'
Isn't that a repugnant name?
There's nothing casual about the pain
their cryptic cruelty causes, nor the disdain
Odious is the stench of ogres in the game they play
Beasts who feast on innocent folks
With a guileful grin they wound with keystrokes
Shots fired from wolves in sheep's clothing
They're gnashing teeth bite with loathing
Poisoned seeds of malice they sow
cawing to anyone who listens when they crow
With a nit-picking beak or crooked finger pointing,
they appoint themselves kings and queens,
then squat on a throne by self-anointing
Pathetic fools dwelling in a state of pretense
whose level of narcissism and bullying is immense
Sharpened are their tongues and pens used as tools
Quick to throw a gauntlet upon the ground
at what they presume is weak quarry
but how speedily they bay like injured hounds
when a righteous eye looks in their direction
Intimidation is a hallmark of their imperfection
The white flag wavers are filled with ire
Waffles, covering themselves in sweet syrup talk
claiming they're the victim. What a crock!
Their feet should be held in the fire
No one should be a casualty of their cruelty
Disparaging others is a painful assault
The fault of aggressors who crave attention
Keyboard bullies causing conflict and dissension
Living in their dark world... the cyber dimension
Your trait TBH --
Narcissism behavior
Hatred...that's BS
Personality
Matters to me as well as
Character so pure
Your motives, so bad
Shady to the core and such
Naughty, out of hand
You're in want always
Coveting over me and
My lustful nature
Writing sad senryus
I know I suck at these poems
So over you, so true
I feel bittersweet
Tune in strange mind and young heart
Easy to forget...
I'm skeptical...and
Don't give a damn what you think
You'll regret me gone
You left me behind
Only to find my shadows
Of lies, cries and highs
Sick of coveting...
And sinning...tempted truly
Headache to go through
Sorry for your lows,
But it's not my fault at all
Your loss, not mine, hun
Now look what he's done
Yes, please have a look
He's just having fun
Just don’t throw the book
It took time to cook
That yarn that he spun:
Know how long that took?
Now look what he's done
There’s no smoking gun
He's a babbling brook
He’s silly, this one
Yes, please have a look
I laughed till I shook
’Twas witty, that pun
When he sets the hook
He's just having fun
He's bold, and he stuns,
But he's not a crook
There’s no need to shun
Just don’t throw the book
In his own little nook,
He’s second to none
He’ll change your outlook
For he's just begun
Now look…
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no narcissism here, lol
You are a lustful Pharisaic shark, who feeds voraciously from the sea of corruption.
You turn your soul away from the righteousness of God's ordinance, and now your head is sick with greed.
Your flesh burns with desire.
Your heart becomes laden with iniquity.
You wear an integument crimson as you let the tide of immorality navigate you to an equable rookery.
You are trapped in a world of get rich, stay rich syndrome.
So, at will, you summon your false devoted mien when you assemble the sheep.
You are a rhetoric genius.
You are brilliant in systematic explanations of the biblical text with theatrics and thematic expository narratives.
With an unpurified soul, you instill in yourself the force to be personable and charismatic as you sink your articulate fangs deep into the throats of your faithful sheep.
You gave birth to yourself and you live in a realm of narcissism.
You live with no prickling stings of regrets.
January 16, 2023
1 Timothy chapter 3 verse 8
2 corinthians chapter 8 verse 21
Narcissism arrives in any way..
Has many shapes and sizes..
Forms of narcissism floating in the environment
A Narcissistic one..
Dictates in the mind..
Of importance I solely am
Only I can sustain value..
Only I can indeed prosper
The Universe revolves around myself..
Others are not worthy of anything..
When it is I..
That bears all the fruits of life..
Why shall I embrace what others have to offer..
When there is no value fulifillment in anything they do..
I am above and beyond..
There is no living being above myself..
The reflection in the mirror shows my vanity in every aspects ..
On the whole I am all about myself..
Empathy for others is literally impossible
When empathy is only for myself..
There is no space for empathy to expand..
Empathy is one sided..
I feel for myself alone..
Togetherness is obsolete..
I refuse to allow myself to join hands and feel love for another..
The hands I join are of my hands alone..
Narcissism equals sadness..
The heart and soul bleeds..
Others have been exposed..
Effected by the selfishness of narcissism..
An ungrateful, opportunist arises
Like a mist of smoke..
Lingering in the air..
Others clear the air..
Air of unwanted selfishness..
A newly mist of selflessness..
Clearly a smoke filled environment of love and compassion..
Love and compassion..
Dissolving is the key..
Dissolve selfishness..
Welcome selflessness
Welcome everlasting love..