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Into wilderness
Into wilderness I wished to get lost
Chose I to alienate myself at any cost
Capricious weather I found far better
Than in your hands harsh treatment I suffer
Inurbane words; your abuse, your curse
Cruel cyclones and tornadoes seem less perverse
I mistook your flatter and fake words for trust
But your malignant actions revealed distrust
Scapegoat you made me for all your malice
Venom of guile and hate dissipate from your life’s chalice
My transitory life craved for love eternal
But you etched episodes of pain in my life’s journal
I choose not to be a silent bud but a flower perspicuous
To gravitate sublime sunshine dismantling maze conspicuous
date: 17th september 2016
Yes, I was inurbane but not from family poor.
Of innumerable malignant deeds you were the doer!
You, urban man, on your knees you came with aim to flatter.
I was no girl capricious though stood in line the next suitor!
All charms you applied to have me towards you gravitate.
In no time you grabbed all my wealth like water to dissipate!
Perspicuous you were in making me, in face of others, the scapegoat.
Many to alienate me; your mocking mistresses, family members who gloat!
But you stupid and ungracious, you may not know this journey with you is transitory.
“Every dog has its day.” I’ve found my true love and soon he will end my sob story!
12/09/16 - 10 lines
Ten words Challenge by John Hamilton
1. ALIENATE 2. CAPRICIOUS 3. DISSIPATE 4. GRAVITATE 5.FLATTER 6. INURBANE 7. MALIGNANT 8.PERSPICUOUS 9. TRANSITORY 10. SCAPEGOAT
Not more than 20 lines.
Judged 17/09/16 - Placed 7
If there's one thing that is bound to alienate
school chums who to you like to gravitate
it's sudden outbursts of malignant gas
though transitory, take a while to pass.
Capricious friends now call you inurbane
the mood has gone much flatter on the bus,
I tell them all it will soon dissipate,
open a window, stop making a fuss.
Perspicuous is my blame, I make them see
the scapegoat is the boy sat next to me.
31st August 2016
For contest 'Ten word challenge', sponsor John Hamilton
Words included- Alienate, Gravitate, Malignant,Transitory, Capricious,
Inurbane, Flatter, Dissipate, Perspicuous, Scapegoat.
Encumbered about with the many twists and turns of life.
Traveling down a long road, picking up every hitchhiker along the way.
Carrying each one alone; being conscientious to not drop one, not even the lowlife.
Contemplating each step, apprehensive of the outcome, will they go or will they stay?
Slowly sinking to the floor, the weight one can no longer bare alone,
Lamentably, there is no one who can to help; all the road signs were ignored.
Struggling with each step, knowing the perspicuous choice, the way has been shown.
Why carry this load that can walk on its own, the facts are there, this is untoward.
Unsure of the next step one by one they get set down disconcerted by this news,
Some begin to lie and claim they cannot walk, so they get picked up again out of pity.
Soon it becomes a revolving door, they begin to come and they go as they choose.
Weighed down again unable to breathe, there’s a need for a break through; a need to be free.
In one colossal move, arms stretched out like the horizon at sunset,
A spinning takes place, like the agitator of a washing machine.
All those hanging on are violently shaken off, thrown too far to pose a threat,
Running at full speed from the chaos of them all, creating all this space in between.
Unencumbered now, breathing never seems so pleasant, walking is now a run.
Flying isn’t far behind, as the relief and acceptance is now at hand.
Adding two letters to a word looks small on paper, like all that’s added is a un.
Per Contra in life it’s a freedom, it’s a matter of the soul, it’s a gesture of taking a stand.
C @ A.L.M. 2014
From sunrise in the morning, to sunset at night,
concerning knowledge, I have an insatiable appetite.
For the body and soul, there is ambrosia in a bowl.
Generous servings have me attaining my goal.
Progressive thought, both systematic and arbitrary,
have all of my faculties in solidarity.
I must not succumb to facts with mawkishness.
Tediousness can lead one to soporific listlessness.
I can attain truth and success through perseverance.
The key to the lock is maintaining diligence.
All that is illuminated, I can see through open eyes.
Only with alert consciousness for living can I realize,
I am in propinquity to attaining life’s ultimate prize.
MY TRIBUTE
Best Teacher or Professor ever I met
Name embedded in mind, never to forget.
Emeritus professor in Mathematics.
An ideal teacher, peerless fantastic.
Respected, highly honored by each student
Normal, below average or brilliant.
Nonparallel prowess to teach tough subject
From Bengal Mr. Kalikrishna, model perfect.
In Honors Class, I was fortunate to catch.
Specially blessed being best in that batch.
My veneration, reverence and homage
To perspicuous pellucid translucent sage.
10/22/19
'Favorite Teacher or Professor'
Contest By Chantelle Anne Cooke
Pacific, pacifist pampered papa
parading par excellent paragon
parent (parenthetically parochial
particularly partisan) parvenu
passive, passionately paternalistically patient,
paunchy, peaceably pepped, perfectionist,
perceptive, perennially perky, permissively
persevering, persistently personable, perspicuous,
pertinent, phenomenally philanthropic, philharmonic
picturesquely pious, pioneering, piquantly pithy,
playfully pleasant, pleasurably plucky, plummy,
poetically poignant, politely pontificating, popular,
positively potent, powerfully practiced pragmatist,
praiseworthy, prayerfully precious, precise
predominant, preeminently preferable, preparedly
preponderant, presently president, prestigiously
prevailing, priceless, princely, principally pristine,
privately privileged, prized, proactively procreative,
prodigiously productive, proficiently profitable,
progressively prominant, promisingly prompt,
prophetically propitious, prospectively protective,
proudly proven provocative, prudent psyched, puissant,
punctilious, punctually purposeful.
She has been a delight
since she first joined this website.
She performs an altruistic rite
both day and night,
sharing her insight.
Pious as an Israelite
ascending Mt. Sinai’s height.
She has ability to distinguish wrong from right.
Lactiferous with human kindness in a metaphorical light.
A moral beacon during a starless immoral night.
Always being polite.
An exemplary socialite.
Never requiring being contrite.
Displaying formidability despite
A genteel cortical initial sight.
Standing upright.
Possessing intrinsic might.
Speaking with eloquence forthright.
Containing innate perspicuous foresight.
She has a voracious appetite
for all knowledge in sight.
In addition, with encompassing insight,
she includes inscribed descriptive might
that can put up a fight
without any fright.
She may write
with words subtly lithe and light,
in quantitative measure appearing right.
About birds in flight,
soaring to great height.
Or sunshine exceedingly bright.
Sometimes a softly moonlit night.
Occasionally of gems of malachite
glowing like green moonlight.
Perhaps rubies luminescent with fiery light;
polished to a radiance shown in a volcanic eruption sight.
She is an experienced poet write;
a legitimate constituent outright
on this poetic workshop website.
She is not a literary neophyte.
Written: June 14, 2023
Pick-A-Title, Vol 37 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
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Amidst the rolling hills and verdant green,
Lies a land of arcane, almost Xanadu if seen.
A place of ariose where dreams are born,
And the sun rises each day as an auric crown.
In this Elysian land, time seems to stand still.
Worries and troubles fade away, as if by will.
Here, one can find peace and tranquility.
The beauty of nature is its canorous serenity.
Glory in magenta and gold hues in the sky
The birds emit an opera of tunes as they fly.
The aroma of fresh flowers floods the air.
Trees soar high, their limbs rising in a blare.
Going upward, I have faith in my heart.
Through gloomy slopes and twisty parts.
The peaks are starting to come into sight.
Their tops were aurified with golden light.
I wander through this nebulous land of bliss.
And fathom a sensation of perspicuous peace.
I realize that I have embedded my idyllic place,
An oasis of diaphanous passion and grace.
Almost akin to Xanadu, an island of dreams.
It motivates me with whispered schemes.
The seal of the blessing of a utopian paradise
A realm where loveliness is eternal never dies.
Words can be the flame
that burn through your emotions
your heart may be in pain
as the words become more inurbane
People might never be the same
after some traumatic event
their behaviour may become capricious
and they may drown their sorrows in the bottle
Their malignant nature will alienate
many of their friends
They'll gravitate towards "fine spirits",
their actions will often offend
Everyone will become their scapegoat
the fault will never be theirs -
..Perhaps a transitory period of sobriety
can dissipate our fears
and the truth will become perspicuous
for it is not meant to flatter
Maybe then, they'll see the light.
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9/9/16