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How do you explain
Personal pain
And all that it entails
It makes you feel miserable
And drives you off the rails
All your days seem dreary
And for you, the sun doesn't shine
Your mind and bones are weary
Both of them are in decline.
Your voice begins to waver,
Your taste is going fast
Things you used to savour
Have become a thing of the past
You do not feel like talking
As you don't want to show
Visitors are not welcome
And you can't wait for them to go
If I keep my mouth shut
And keep a false smile on my face.
Will they understand
Or think I have no grace,
I do not want to be ungracious
Or be unkind in any way
I feel like being on my own
I do not want to play
Silly games full of idle chatter
I am too tired to debate,
On essential things that matter,
I do not want the pain I feel
To affect others that's unfair,
I can manage on my own
When I am out of the glare
In this troubled world today
People are suffering in silence
It should not be this way
If they speak out, they realise
There is a price to pay.
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
3/10/15
Shut up if you're a racist
I'll kick you with my Aasics
Then leave you inside the matrix
Because I'm so tired of seeing it on a daily basis
Especially after what happened to so many innocent natives
That were just trying to live and be creative
In a place that was more than spacious
Far too many were ungracious
Because they only cared about being famous
Within this vast space
The Earth spins at such a fast pace
But have faith
Even if you always wind up in last place
Being able to adapt makes
Better paths to take, or so the facts state
Even though some just care about their cash safe
And staying half baked
That's great
Because it makes them look even more like fat snakes
Like so many others from past dates
As the rest moving across the grass race
Over and beyond every one of the brass gates
Because of Columbus
I look at most of these holidays with reluctance
Since he murdered hundreds of thousands without justice
On the day of your party
Please be sure to invite
The Drunken Clown.
He offers steady humor
At a pace everyone can measure.
His drinks, give love and laughter ,
his expressions: love and empathy.
In a graded lawn he falls and tumbles,
His eyes red and bleeding,
Look to him to point and laugh.
Our drunken clown gets his payment
In full, pursuing the right wingers,
And guffawing with the left.
His sincerity bobbles in an ocean of booze.
Cheers and Slaintè to our drunken clown.
Salud, and Prost!
To our home
And I sleep the sleep
Of a thousand filtered souls,
In ungracious betterment,
And a hope to die by my own hand.
Vicious visions of a youth undocumented,
And a prayer I never have the balls to do it.
I've felt raindrops upon my face;
seen them dance in a breeze embrace.
and a rainbow coaxed across the sky
by rain-soaked clouds hurrying by.
I've watched wind skip across a lake,
last of day's sunset in its wake.
watched dawn's deep amber light
become blue skies, erasing night.
I've heard the robin's throaty voice,
the mocking bird, each song a choice.
Listened to coyote's mournful song,
a hoot owl signaling day is gone.
watched night arrive in evening dress,
and dusk greet dawn in day's success.
I've watched nature in days gone past
and thought those days would always last.
We were ungracious as we built
disrupting forests, vales, and hills.
We stepped on nature's budding leaves;
then wondered why there weren't more trees.
We scorned thr songbirds' pleading call
and filled the sky with an unknown pall.
We dumped our trash into the sea,
tossed plastic bottles relentlessly
claimed nature's wonder as our due,
but she has taught us a thing or two!
We now know it's an exchange
the heavens earlier arranged.
If we want trees, flowers, and lakes,
we must do everything it takes
to keep our planet, once pristine,
alive and healthy, fresh and green.
So we can hear the robin's song,
as others join in sing-along.
And we can watch a raindrop show,
while clouds roll back for a rainbow.
The creeper crept
The willow wept
The Oak kept very strong.
The birds stopped singing
Bluebells stopped ringing
All sensed there was something wrong.
Animal stopped breeding
No food for feeding,
Creatures or man
Nature cowering,
As she watched the devouring
Of God's Almighty Plan.
The sun stopped shining,
No water divining,
All the seas ran dry,
It would be audacious,
And ungracious,
To ask the reason why.
But I will.
It was a bitter pill,
The world swallowed,
As Putin and his cult wallowed
And planned an invasion
Without persuasion,
From the people of Ukraine
A murderous war
Causing bloodshed and pain
Why, please explain.
Is it because they feed on greed
Which has caused them to go insane.
Parasites, these
unremembered memories
unbidden guests
made themselves at home
within my breast
And suckled in silence
‘til lifeblood waned
vitality drained
only traces remain
of who I was
Now I have become
an ungracious host
shadowy ghost
in a hollow shell
with nothing to feed
these guests’ great need
Odd sensation of wriggling
I feel them digging
their way out of my skin
as alarmed I view
their fight for survival
breaking through
Parasites, these
obtrusive memories
no longer silent
swollen full of violent
past imagery
painful to see
(NOTE: This is NOT a new write- I actually wrote this in 2015, but I thought it might give someone else an idea for the "Remembering What You Want To Forget" Poetry Contest)...
3/10/15
Shut up, and grow up if you're a racist
I'll kick you with my Aasics
Then leave you inside the matrix
Because I'm so tired of seeing it on a daily basis
Especially after what happened to so many innocent natives
That were just trying to live and be creative
In a place that was more than spacious
Far too many were ungracious
Because they only cared about being famous
Within this vast space
The Earth spins at such a fast pace
But have faith
Even if you always wind up in last place
Being able to adapt makes
Better paths to take, or so the facts state
Even though some just care about their cash safe
And staying half baked
That's great
Because it makes them look even more like fat snakes
Like so many others from past dates
As the rest moving across the grass race
Over and beyond every one of the brass gates
Because of Columbus
I look at most of these holidays with reluctance
Since he murdered hundreds of thousands without justice
I will never celebrate the actions of someone cold blooded
He can eat a bullet from this musket
Before I make him really kick the bucket
I'd throw him from the top of the highest summit
And laugh while he was beginning to plummet
Silence
Uncomfortable
Eerie in heaviness
Weighted in screams
Echos through the halls with
Grief
Overwhelming
Bitter with guilt
Chased by memories
Ladens every minute of
Life
Effervecent
Fragile in nature
Lived to the fullest
Snuffed in a blink by
Death
Ungracious
Fickle harvester of life
Feared by survivors
Brings eternity through
Faith
Everpresent
Balm to the spirit
Unshaken by tragedy
Gives peace to those left behind
(This is an older write that I wrote after a student was killed in an accident several years ago. Our school had another tragedy when a student collapsed from a brain aneurysm in class this week, and was taken off life support the next day_10/2. This still fits better than anything new I could have written.
Thank you Emily for leaving your Faith as a beacon for others.)