Affirming in truth that we’re the universe,
the will of God and our own, both become one,
whence obviated is the need to rehearse,
with our soul aflame like the light of the sun.
All doings are done though us by God Himself
and music of the spheres plays on by itself,
wherein all we do is receive boons of grace,
with bliss mists holding us in tender embrace.
Categories:
obviated, blessing, god, spiritual,
Form: Rispetto
The sense of injury we feel,
owing to belied expectation,
by ego thought spirals amplified,
leads to our suffering and agitation.
Thus arises the real reason to forgive,
for us to heal our wounded heart.
So, is forgiveness selfish?
Let the debate start!
A flying wasp stings
or a stray dog bites us.
We feel pain but shrug it off,
accepting what is, making no fuss.
So, it’s not pain but the expectation,
we have from souls in human form,
that causes us mental anguish,
when denied embrace warm.
If we let go of expectation,
accepting each soul as they are,
then irrespective of their behaviour,
we’ll exit narrowness and cease to spar.
The need for us to forgive is obviated,
for we never ever feel injured at all,
humorously viewing play of life,
in monk mode, standing tall.
Acceptance, not forgiveness,
is then the attribute to ingrain,
looking at spirit and not outer form,
soaring at heights, free from ego stain.
24-June-2022
Forgiveness Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Categories:
obviated, forgiveness,
Form: Rhyme
Obviated by passion
I could as much apply each person
Exfoliate my heart.
Such tormented fragments
Seeking reconciliation therein,
Where all refrains come subject to warm
And, as my oath prescribes, I first
Must “do no harm”
Each valiant doll’s cartoon
A variance, but
Only tall in child’s retrospect.
Murderous and hideous disguised,
As in each man is set a plague of vacuums,
A cornerstone set within each soul
And from which each will build their life
Of hesitated futures.
Frames of frosted flames;
Each sliver silvered by a touch of light,
Each prayer cast into foreboding night.
The surface of each die married to the eye
Of what is cast,
The only knee we will bend
Will end upon a concrete flooring
Without love; Then,
You will open your eyes again.
What is this, you will ask of each
And, to all, at last, it comes,
Grown with a vibrant moving,
We are stirred;
Having arrived as the prime
Ingredient of our life,
Tested and tasted,
By the fires of our making,
To step off
And claim our freedom
to be
Categories:
obviated, birth, change, destiny, encouraging,
Form: Prose Poetry
Life is to live
With eternal love
Love's to integrate
Not to discriminate
Role of human changes
But their love has no ranges
Abash them with kind
To punish the wrong and unkind
Invention is obviated
To live every mortal being uninterrupted
Categories:
obviated, age, change, creation, discrimination,
Form: Rhyme
I am acetylcholine
I am self-aware
I am norepinephrine
I am energy
I am serotonin
I am emotion
I am GABA
I am pain
I am dopamine
I am pleasure
I am an ancestral soup
Of neurochemical harmony
My steps are predetermined
There are no choices
There is no truth
Faith is superfluous
Hope is an illusion
Love is obviated
I am
11.26.18
For Atheist contest sponsored by Anthony Slausen
Categories:
obviated, atheist,
Form: Free verse
A BRIEF HISTORY WITH PLATO
At the beginning Plato reigned
in a way they never quite explained
or understood; the mutual attraction
obviated thoughts of sexual satisfaction.
For so long being together sharing time
was enough, and in retrospect sublime;
beyond that moment when Nature took the course
it did, bodily coincidence foretold divorce
from the friendship they had shared
lovingly, eschewing known conventions, they cared
for each other, defiant in the face of rumoured lust.
Lust once only in the mind now turned to the dust
of disappointment, racing to the point of satisfaction,
stuttering to the depths of disaffection
from the moment they confirmed Society’s fashion,
eternal friendship sacrificed on the altar of instant passion.
The lifelong friendship abandoned in momentous heat,
an experience of life they can never, ever again repeat.
Categories:
obviated, moving on, romance,
Form: Romanticism
A BRIDE A GROOM WITH ROOM TO ASSUME
All of us inhabit a restrictive rectangular room
Believing love is most assuredly what we all assume
Cubicles with questions as wallpaper and errors are a rug
And that’s when an obviated obsession becomes a lethal drug
Love is this or love is that
Love too oft becomes old hat
You do that and I’ll do this
Yet born is boredom with every kiss
Missionary becomes a mission of mind
Oh heavens no, nay from behind
Marriage means missionary and not much more
As both partners are chafed by chagrin for such a mindless chore
Up and down, then in and out
What the hell is this all about?
In and out, then up and down
And that’s when the word “f*ck” becomes a noun
Two car garage and garbage midst trash
No seven year itch, it’s rather a rash
And there stands a bride with her white-tailed groom
Both believing love is just what they assume
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Categories:
obviated, angst, love, drug,
Form: Quatrain
Thanks to Henry Ford living six hundred years before,
here is a brave new world John the Savage would explore:
The Hatching and Conditioning Center is the source
where community and stability stay on course.
A team of scientists pre-determined each life’s path;
each fetus in an in-vitro amniotic bath.
They live as an Alpha at the highest echelon,
or a mindless manual-laboring Epsilon,
or as a Beta, Gamma, or Delta in between.
Their final decision was what remained to be seen.
Did anyone seem to care about their final fates,
while frolicking with numerous promiscuous mates?
No worries about depression or what brought them down;
daily rations of Soma obviated their frown.
For John the Savage, it didn’t take him very long
to determine his presence in this place was all wrong.
He would soon be inundated with consternation
regretting when he departed the reservation.
Based on the novel "Brave New World" by the late Aldous Huxley
Categories:
obviated, science fiction
Form: Rhyme
My lass has forgotten me
And, does not visit anymore.
Even my closest cronies ' ve obviated me,
Just 'cos I'm not normal anymore.
I curl in my couch , and, think of our friendship,
And my bosom sketches her lovely face.
I'm unable to forget our romantic relationship,
And trickles of tears moisten my face.
Now, only my dog keeps company with me,
And, my paths are guided by the white-cane.
Oh! I urgently need Man's company
But, my wish cannot be heard , by my friends and Jane.
I'm marooned in a deep dark pit:
An endless dark which palpitates my heart.
I wish that someone would come into my life and resusitate it,
Or my life will be restless , until I depart
I'm now considered as a discarded coke-tin
And, my mental beauty is disregarded by these men.
Useless is a life without the warmth of kith and kin,
And my jeramaid life cannot be fully expressed, by this pen.
Categories:
obviated, sorry, life, dark, dark,
Form: Iambic Pentameter
Vanquished supremacy unheeded aggression silenced by convenient
misfortune, hate-inspired situations seen as insufficient served a purpose of
deliberate lies. Decency has lost all morale a savory demeanor obviated with
every stench of passing days, the ambitions of these April criminals shifted the
balance of world power a famous reprisal stood in return the opinions of a few in
times not earned. Outrage and out cries in tradition they turned a blind eye false
expectations and absurd accusations used to impose honorable shock and
awe. Improbable defeat the ultimate clash of concentrated might to orchestrate a
final scenario the machine of revolution and the beating of the war drums has
reached it's prime. What will emerge from this clash of enormous burden
preemptive pain will be sought in vain a permanent conflict will prosper,
extraordinary times are always flawed by design.
Categories:
obviated, imagination, mystery, philosophy, visionary,
Form: Epic