Bleak Conclusion
(Soul Travel)
Cultivating escape
Travel on a smoky train
Destination approaching
Window searching
Are you with me?
Abundant open scenery
Emotions empty
Travel collective with embraced memories
Snap shot photography
Vacation long over due
Dancing flowers animation view
Arms wrapped around freedom
Embarked poetry sink therapeutic
Wings fly upon azure air
Rhymes drown in rhythms
Minimized stained glass windows
Travel afar
Can’t fathom many miles
A new journey captured
Bleak conclusion
Soul searching
Mind pondering
Life parallel
Travel here and there
Some time ago
One or the few of human beings
Had figured to create a crepe
Before
They were hunting birds
And covering their bodies with no feathers
In clay
…
Produce the GUILLOTINE
….
And throwing those birds in fire
They figured clay is hardened by the this
And this resulted in cookware introduction
With what
The boiled foods appeared in Mankind
Due very basic eating the desire
This finding
This the finding
This the very finding
You were supposed to found
Being by then by nothing stupid really bound
The Garlic can be prophylactic or the medicinal
Stupidity against the modern world there is no vaccina
Some time ago
The humans were drawing scenes of hunt on caves the stones
Today they want that everything is digitized
Researchers, wankers, users of the phone
We reckon shall be greatly minimized
And then in land or the prior the agriculture
We won't be buying the imported the the fruit
For price exceeding any sane the bound
These centimeters are these way converted proper to the foot
Often, the good things that one does are Minimized.
Quite frequently, our gifts and efforts bring us no Prize.
In light of this, one must never lose Heart.
We must remain focused upon what was
assigned to us from the Start.
If in life for any reason, we are Deprived,
Our given tasks still require that we Thrive.
Thrive I say, and not merely to Survive.
In so doing, in the end, your prize will be Realized.
No use to fret, its only temporary measures
As keepers of the gloom proclaimed in press
Suspend the longing for the simple pleasures
Amidst the circumstances of distress
Awnings are lowered, tables are removed
Everything’s minimized, except the road works
Progress develops in a spiral, and it’s proved
Shall we embark soon in a fabulous epoch?
We have to benefit from the upcoming gladness
Or they’ll take over with another war
Forgetting gradually the days of sadness
We never know, what we were made up for.
How dare you spit upon his garb!
This peaceful bredda who by nature only loves,
When you should have been his Rasta queen
Your ghastly behaviour drew a scene
And I- woman just like you
Hang my head in shame
As you defile our name.
Selassie-I know seh di Rasta man took a deep breath
To honour his philosophy,
But like a lamb to the slaughter,
he was reduced
In front of the whole community.
He sought calm in his Rasta chant
Swallowed his pride,
Turned the next cheek, and with human dignity.
Yet that pouncing Jezebel
Delilah,
Demon picknie,
Shameless femininity
Minimized her king,
Cared nothing that he is masculine.
She is no empress
and certainly not a Ital-dawtah!
She mocked and cursed him
Bullied him and sullied his character.
Vilified him as the on-lookers magnified
Scorned, mistreated and humiliated.
But when upon each other their backs were turned
The fury in the lion roared
And in that moment, he went against his Rasta chant
And knocked her out flat on her face.
I won’t apologize for feeling appeased
For you are a disgrace to the female race!
When Water and Fire Collide
Tongues knoted in Silence, Silence Preside
Mercury Dulled Lovers Communication
Muddled Messages, Interactions Barely There
No Interest, No Warmth, No Feelings Shared
Creating Distractions to Minimized Relations
I am Here for Me, You're Here for You Situations
Eager to Strike a Match to Extinquish A Red Candle
Retrograde Realiazation, She's too Much to Handle
Afterall,
She Walked Through the Fire Furnaced Air
With A Honey Pot Filled With Ale From the Fountain
of The Dragon's Lair
She Saw Her Reflection In Mercury's Silvery Mirror
Emotionally Volatile, Diamond purifed of a Coal Cluster
So Now,
Under the Influence Of Miscommunication
Visible Lines were Blurred, Heated Moments
Dulled by Confusion, Desiring Isolation
In the End,
She Choose to Surf the Mercurial Anti Clockwise Wave
She Intelligently Flowed With the Current
Blatantly Refusing to Be Mercury's Warded Slave.
Certain the road to survival becomes, once our needs are minimized!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
26 July 2023
Thin petals shine like rubies on a radiant plain,
solar flares are congregated in votive candles.
Vowed to gleam, regardless of the morning rain,
ambiguity was minimized by sunrise anvils.
In the gloom, the mist vanishes, executing a sane.
As the roots expand, the sprouts grow in kind,
we will apply a dome to secure it from rainfall.
We admire them when they finally grow up and bind,
perceiving our trees naked, we bear the sprawl,
returning to the ancient oak, they are to remind.
Oh, Moon, relax as you quietly fade out of sight,
an Arc of vivid sapphire hues, an Airy-haven Edenic.
The stars vowed to keep the night sky bright,
nature, your brushwork is vibrant and scenic.
Venus nodded as the moon flickered at her site.
Written: October 08, 2022
THREE STANZA POEM IN QUINTAIN (SICILIAN) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: L MILTON HANKINS
Alone I walk among the shards of life
To see the things that I have left behind
I hope that I have minimized some strife
Because the things I do I can't unwind
When I examine the words some say, I find
That unkind ones will pierce just like a knife
There are mistakes I've made that seem unkind
Alone I walk among the shards of life
I search how to improve my lot in life
By seeking out what others cannot find
I hope that it would include a wife
To see the things that I have left behind
Now neatly woven in the shards of time
Are works that prepare us for the afterlife
While showing others just what we left behind
I hope that I have minimized some strife
Now life should be just like that pocketknife
That has so many tools that lets us find
How best to use our talents throughout life
Because the things I do I can't unwind
Sometimes I wish that I could press rewind
To change the things that cause me so much strife
Sometimes I wish that I could have a sign
When I feel lost among the shards of life
Alone I walk
For the Rondeau Redouble Poetry Contest
Sponsored by L Milton Hankins
Wrote 6/04/2022
Have you felt decreased, diminished, disregarded, and devalued?
Have you had a rendezvous with dejection and rejection?
Have you ever been marginalized, minimized,
And unrecognized as you struggled to survive?
In your attempt to stay on 'top of things',
Has someone gone 'low' on you?
Have you ever been overcharged,
Overlooked, or overworked?
In your pursuit of resolutions,
Endless despair seems to fill the air,
And you find dispensers of negativities.
Keep looking, because somewhere out there,
Is a world filled with those who really do care.
And keep listening, if you dare, and you will hear
Timely words of Faith designed with you in mind.
Faith in The Father.
Faith in The Family.
Faith in The Fellowship.
Faith in The Future.
Faith in Friendships.
041322PS
I don't fully know what is happening
The evidence surrounds us everywhere
But it is ignored, not seen, with blinders
People are repeating rhetoric, lies, daily
Evil consumes living, death is minimized
Selfishness reaches a peak beyond belief
Research will teach you about embedded toxins
Microscope findings show answers needed
Math and numbers have never been so important
This is not the world I know with twisted reports
People are not behaving rationally, losing character
I help all I can, giving tips to those who listen
I sort through pages of facts, as I always do
But, the treacherous path of watching so many,
Miss such dangerous acts perpetrated daily
While walking into traps that change or take lives,
Watching unnecessary suffering and torture...
Is truly unbearable and I am only a grain of sand
Blowing in the wind
Heidi Sands
12/26/21
he sits in his wheelchair
waiting
her visit
to ease his world of rubble
to snap shut a sense of aimless
in a nursing home of minimized living
its weariness that closes in like shutters
she bends to greet him
her touch a force that shapes his joy
shedding his decline like shaking off soot
two decades together till a swirling tempest rained sorrow
an accident, gut retching moment
swept aside the bliss of living
one couple, hands held
to unfasten latches of closure
to comfort them, re-imagining what's familiar
a vibrant rootedness
unbroken, he knows the glow from her kiss
crumbling gloom
when he hears her approach
the clack of her heels
like chimes in wind
Poem composed November 14, 2021
Clouds above are covered, flying kites of smoke
Yet we, careless, continue to disappoint
Murky Mother Nature, coughing, bound to choke
The world’s beautiful wonders we must exploit
Leaving its shining rivers dry and broken
Climate change arguments, just to make a point
Its rich gold minimized to money tokens
As we complain about the rivers flooding
Our own atrocities going unspoken
Violent change is about to be budding
Millions of us will perish, ‘lone in the street
Soon there's no coming back, there will be nothing
Using nature as a piggy bank, they cheat
Leaving those poor in the burning world wide heat
-20th of February, 2020
Melancholy men meandering many muddy miles. Marred minds, muffled moans, marked madness. Minimized merciful miracles; morphs mans’ magnified misery.
W01282021
life itself sound amazing
life is the gift of god
we should respect our life
whether we are black or white
it's not the fault of life
being black or white
it's the fault of society and time
that discriminate black and white
white people have no right
to dominate black people
because color cannot
discriminate the life
black people should be
given equal right as white ones
in order to make their
future bright
black lives matter
white lives matter too
everybody in the universe
have no right to judge too
negative vibes about black people
should be minimized
to bring positive change in life
love each other and respect each other
whether we are black or white
" color cannot discriminate people it's the ill-thought of the society and time that makes the issues of it. life is the gift of god so, we must enjoy our life with every people neglecting black or white."
Thank you
Manisha dulal
kathmandu , Nepal
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