Misconceptions Poems

- the Villanelle of the Look Mindset Misconceptions-

- The Villanelle Of The Look MINDSET MISCONCEPTIONS-

Misconceptions babbling unspoken about the look
Deeply was just so broken and outgoing
Forces could never forget the outcome book

Stories miss read, Mindset was shocked by the rook
He found himself feeling rather flowing
Mindset couldn't stop thinking about the look

Misconceptions was spooked by a notebook
He thought the situation had become rather

Life's Twisted Misconceptions

LIFE'S TWISTED MISCONCEPTIONS 

Everyone in church ain't good,
Everyone in jail ain't a criminal,
Everyone close to you ain't your friend,
Everyone with long beards ain't suicide bomber,
Every smiling face ain't got good intentions,
Every handshake ain't an agreement,
Every kiss ain't a show of love,
Every angelic face ain't good heart,
Every open doors ain't opportunities,
Everyone born poor ain't gonna die

The Need To Amend Immoral Choices

The Need To Amend Immoral Choices


                              under the soles of everyone's feet 
             

The Ecstatic Misery

The American Dream.
What is it? How do you live it?
Most would say “I want to be rich and famous!” 
Or “I want to have world peace.”
My answer would be to be happy.
But that's impossible when happiness is an illusion.
A cloudy image of your desire can never bring to a conclusion.
Or so I thought. 
When I

Misconceptions

under the light of moon
things not as they appear
and people more complex



AP: 3rd place 2021

Posted on December 27, 2021

Misconceptions

In my preteens,
I was nervy to go in the dark.
The folklore tales imprinted
that evil spirits would roam at nights. 
when I heard  the wonted gruff noises like
chirping of crickets,
rustling of leaves,
flapping of wings,
and whimper of dogs,
I was terror stricken.
They made me believe the acts of diabolic.
But now, when I remember my childhood fears,
I feel

You Are So Beautiful

You are so beautiful like Helen of Troy
So brainy, special, and unique
Nobody can compete you
Her smiling reflection answered from the mirror
She was lost in her own eyes
Bang!! From no where a stone strike the mirror 
Shattering it into many pieces 
She cried___ who is there? 
Looked around, saw nobody 
Sitting on the ground to have

Misconceptions

Alone, she sat quite still,
her gaze full fixed ahead.
Enrapt by visions fed,
scarce breathing e’er she will
disturb perceptions’ fill; quiescent as tho’ dead.

Into the room he crept,
his probing arm around
her body, no more bound,
so quickly was she swept.
As fingers so adept, respiring without sound.

Too soon was reached his goal;
TV remote control.

Misconceptions

Misconceptions so often prevail,
They rob us of honest detail,
They clutter the mind,
With notions that bind,
Of the cleverest female or male.

We really should root them all out,
Removing the reason to doubt,
That the tales we are told
By the young and the old
Are really worth bandying about.

To tell you the truth I despair	
At the apple that fell through

Love Is a Thing of Misguided Misconceptions

She states she’s the heat
Fabricating
Her own temperature 
Elevating the passion of my heart 
Eternally 
But eternity lacks the empathy of L.O.V.E
In all its entirety, for we are not lovers
But strangers on opposite streets
You the heat a temperature of passion and lies, 
And I the cold sharp in the search of my first love a degree

Misconceptions of Perceptions

As you peer at self reflection

Be mindful of misconception

Consider others’ perception

To guide in the right direction

Are you as you appear

This requires much introspection

To see your portrait clear


*Entry for Dr. Ram’s Rime Couée challenge
July 3, 2011

Misconceptions of Poetry

Ok don’t laugh I’m serious about this
They say Ignorance is a double dose of bliss
I’m a novice at writing poetry and you can tell
I can only rhime and don’t care how a spell (Rhyme :-)

Anyway don’t laugh I say this again
Don’t laugh I tell you as I try to explain

Couplet- I thought this was six

Misconceptions

I linger beyond 
the rigid dormitories 
where wise, winter diplomats 
speculate over my weaknesses 
and vernal rites 
(as if I have no rights). 

Still I can hear the arguments 
staged as soliloquies 
by ancient wooden tongues 
and even though I bow, 
a humble green sprig, 
a burden on their branch, 
I cannot translate the chatter

Concepting My Misconceptions, Or Something

I thought I'd loved before,
I didn't know you were the only one.
I didn't know the meaning of adore,
Or know you're the equivalent of the sun.

Where did I get this misconception of what love truly is?
How was I to know it couldn't originate from a wish?
And what is it about these blasted thoughts that never cease,
That

Misconceptions

You view me through
spectacles colored by
your awareness,
of your own existence.

Your eyes white clouded
cotton misconception
by cataracts of past
reference encounters.

You try to perceive and 
challenge my reality.
by your eyes remembrance
default attributes you
assign to me.

You have vague blindness
and form me into molds
built within your mind.
Shifting my character
changing my aura.

In all this misconception
it is not the me you
try to

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