Mindlessness Poems

lost on the path

But alas; sometimes I think we've lost our way-
too many strayed opinions...one too many a survey.

Walking on the road ahead, just following the herd of sheep-
with a hypnotised mind, wide awake yet very fast asleep.

While yelling...join the team of the future progressiveness-
but if you don`t your old fashion, head full of mindlessness.

The enchanting light, a blinding fantasy world-
is a place where viewpoints, twisted and whirled.

The lights words spoken from an over opinionated mind-
but it is taken as the whole truth for one, and all of mankind.

Their flags are waved high, as they scream and chant=
to join with this new order of things, many just can`t.

It`s a path they want us to heavily tread-
but it`s a needle many, don`t want to thread.

With all our differences we live in a blended pot-
so to boil it too fast...we risk spoiling the lot.

The older generation think it's a movement like a hypnotising cult-
and their minds have been struck down by a thunderous lightning bolt.

The generation of now say "your way too old to understand, Mr Boomer"-
but the boomers say "your so out of touch, with no sense of humour.

Dear Sir Dear Ma’am

Dear sir dear ma’am 
Your poem was really like spam
From a heart drowning or dammed 
It left me concerned about you I am

Reading your lines of darkness 
Make me wanna give you a kiss
And release you from the abyss
Save you from fire and mindlessness 

Forgive me for overstepping 
For always trying, for helping
Maybe even thinking or selfing 
When you may enjoy yelling

In your poems so dark and deep
Maybe it is your favorite release
Maybe your personal ptsd
Is conquered by a pen and reading

The Souper Integrity: Truth in Every Verse

Thou who would bear the name of truth-teller,
Reverberate the sound of truth with words of flame
That the gen’ral mind daren’t whats’ever.
And set forth a heart of righteousness unrestrained.

Neither friend nor acquaintance matter not,
Thy words thou shalt heed and to thine own self be true.
For only hyp’crits utter without thought.
And the awareness of mind thou art to pursue.

Thou who wear the title of Honesty,
Amidst thy companions and brethren of mankind,
Thou would know the secret which guarantee
A reputation which the masses have defined.

To touch the heart of man and speak at will,
Thou shalt deem not the quality of righteousness
A regular household chore to fulfill.
For unexcused blunders strike due to mindlessness.

The Burning Carousel

The burning Carousel

A fire raged in the darkness that resembled a postcard sent from hell
It was destroying the once beautiful vision that was the old town Carousel
Large striking white horses that in the past stood like angels in the night
Were all now fiercely burning as they cast an eerie sight
The smell of the charred wood and the plume of ash in the air
Left a tearjerking memory to the workers on the fair
A disturbing insight into mindlessness certain people possess
The flames rose in the air caused by those who couldn’t care less
Blistering heat was getting stronger with every hour that past
The sounds of loud sirens finally filled the air at last
Gone was the wonderful paintwork resembling times gone by
Now there were black patches that made the ancients cry
What now for the old Carousel?
With so many stories yet to tell

And That's A Bit Too Unkind

How can you ever think
that my attraction is 
an appropriate wink...
that's a bit too unkind
to reject me, stay behind
and throw an arrow
to wound me pitilessly:
it's not the first time or last!
What you hide and won't show:
is your mindlessness and vanity:
compassion cannot be put to rest!

And that's a bit too unkind
to recognize your unfairness
and disregard who has feelings;
and that a bit too unkind
going around spreading terrible lies...
feeding your ego that lacks kindness!

I gave you the best of me to you;
I dedicated time to make you happy;
want was a remedy for your malady...
empty hands didn't go well with you!

And that's a bit too unkind,
seeing you looking around and start affairs;
I can break it anytime without regrets...
and get rid of this restlessness that grows!
And that's a bit too unkind...
denying me the chance for a turnaround!

Freedom from Speech

   Speechlessness is a state of mind
                                  ~ Mindlessness is not a state of speech

A Word Or Two

I tried to write
oh hear my plight
it has become wordless night.

The pen stood still
no words on page I fill
no matter how much I will.

So the page is blank
to many coffee I have drank
into mindlessness I have sank.

Time to turn out the light
dream of words in the night
hoping for some ideas and insight.

Human Conditions

Human conditions have no precedence
 Over dogmatism,  mindlessness, hatred

Religion  and exploitation  of 
one's mind and body,  One's lineage
and whence it came from.

Generation to Generation  makes
everyone unique and universal in
all magnitudes within this planet
called earth. Respect  should be
the common denominator to the
bits and pieces of this World 's
puzzle.

Negative  behaviors are often  
instilled into one's mind from
childhood throughout adulthood 
because of the stereotyping of
one's intellectual and individually, 
was seized and restrained.

Therefore acts of love and kindness 
worldwide preferably would be
a solution and would be a more
peaceful realm to dwell.

An Equal Scale

I do love you all
on an equal scale,
I'm ready to tell another beautiful tale;
many times before, 
I held it inside and hesitated to call...
too afraid to share!

These words area hard to say with thrill,
I wasn't given love and felt cheated by life;
I'm changing all that with a stronger will,
who can bribe fate and not pay the prize?  

I'm certain that some of you may ask, 
how I do love you all on an equal scale;
did one understand my long silence, 
or how I showed affection trough a mask? 
  
Take a better look at me, feel empathy,
I do love you all on equal scale,
gather around me, I'm shouting an apology;
all feelings were lost in a big bale
of paper only written down, never whispered!
I do love you all on an equal scale:
don't ask yourself how I suffered and bled!

I do love you all
in an equal scale,
forget my mindlessness,
I'll make up for my loss;
I do love you all
on a equal scale!

The Zen of Ice Cream

A frosted divinity
Chills the soul
Inviting a state
Of mindlessness
Eyes close
Chocolate lingers
On the tongue
A cooling chant
Rejoices

John G. Lawless
©5/27/2023

How Do You Feel

"How Do You Feel"
Waking each night at the same hour 
4am power
Frustratedly tossing and turning
mindlessness soaring.
No cars passing out on the roads,     
 the streetlights shine in through my windows,
feels like I'm stuck in a strange limbo
trapped between night and day. 
Taking slow deep breaths
eyes so tired but no regrets 
I feel like my bed is my body.

24th January 2023.

Sleepless In My Mind

Sleep eluded me last night, 
Isn't this a an old refrain?
Sleep is a gift unappreciated
until one loses it.

Some do yoga to relax,
stay focused and interconnected,
be mindful and aware of self
is all there is to it.

And so I tried to lie down 
as if I were a placid lake, 
keeping my mind on everything 
under my waters, and above them.

But myriad thoughts played endlessly; 
a record broken and set loose,
that made me wish I should have been
a mindless inert rag.

I filled my mind with willful strength 
to stand atop a mental cliff
let it sink into a dark abyss
and maybe get to sleep.

Still I was sleepless in my mind, 
more conscious of the ebb and flow 
of images disturbing my calm
and mindlessness of thought.

I woke up with my eyes still shut, 
my mind aware that day was near, 
reminding me that being wakeful 
is no gift. Sleep is.


@jjote 072821

Ramblings of a Lockdown

An apple a day so they say
Barn owl hoots throughout the night
copper boiler full of Monday’s wash
dare one think of paradise?

Elite dancers shun the maypole
Flowers of purple garlands glisten
General’s choir sings ‘Zippity Do Da’
Horrendous world rushes on by.

Iris competes with the roses
Jerry withdraws to the gym
Kilos lost in dramatic confusion 
Lemons wasted on the slim.

Many lovers unite with the sunset
Naïve minds survive till dawn
Open mindlessness a sin to bear
People dive into mental torment.

Queues become longer day by day 
Routine jobless wait for the left wing
Sublime reasons given to simple men
Tawdry acts of treason work out true.

Under the moonlight old movies
Vice ruled in parliament square
Wellington city gave up its nights
Xavier Hollander was there.

Yes, to absolute freedom
Zero moral fibre now is so low.

© Harry J Horsman 2020

A House Divided

Only within lacklustre eyes
does the saddest one shout,
while sorrowful tears run in grimy profusion.
Oh God! The clarity of our beginning
is more prevalent than ever,
if we take the word ‘Prejudice’
out of the dictionary, will it disappear?
We do not need the world stained
in bloody mindlessness, or
dwell in one hell of a holy mess.
Oh, where are you Jesus Christ?
Every day I wear your symbol around
my neck, my prayers unanswered.
My youth caressed gentle faces
today anger enters, this, a different pace
masked in veils of despondency.
The system demands continuing
improvements, says we cannot stand still
must move forwards. 
Yet all I feel is a raging heart beating abrupt 
exasperation, against an invasion, 
at best risqué because I know
there are those in the east, that wait
for our very own self destruction.

© Harry J Horsman 2020

If Man V

If the parachute of understanding doesn't open in time,

Man

into the abyss of mindlessness would soon himself find!









© Demetrios Trifiatis 
       01 June 2020

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