How many paradigms and how many paradoxes
can you stuff into a pair of pint-sized treasure boxes?
And the answer is not,
"Oh teacher, I forgot,"
because I taught you to reason like wily little foxes.
Categories:
paradoxes, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Light Verse
The strange caricature reminds me of your odd face,
The twinkling roar clings to your tiny lace.
The way you want to lean on my race,
The sacred passion gives me a new space.
The only path I have seen,
One and only desire you could have been,
One and only proportion you own for the time being,
I am no one else until you see me clearly giving.
The endless life is a paradox of gorgeous wings,
You are no longer out of control for the measured pings.
The unholy genuineness gives me no more rare bliss,
The unknown appetites are the reason for my irregular gist.
It is not common or ordinary anymore,
It is not filled with hate at its core.
It is no longer my salient reason,
No reason can ease my aggressive tension.
Why can I not settle for less?
Why are you not something obvious to bless?
Why don't you know my name until I remind you of the same?
Why can't you see me as nothing more than a dice in this game?
Categories:
paradoxes, endurance, heartbreak, psychological, relationship,
Form: Rhyme
Paradoxes
Are stories with
Responses of
Disbelief..or a
Certain immediate
And quiet resonance
Which cannot be
Explained..
Nevertheless...
Categories:
paradoxes, cheer up, i am,
Form: Light Verse
Eternal God in human flesh.
Creator and creature enmeshed.
Jesus, the Savior of the world,
the babe in a manger curled.
Jesus, God’s Son, Omnipotent,
Hung from a cross, robed with a strip.
God, whose power can’t be restrained,
was by frail human nature chained.
The One whom no space can contain
was in a virgin’s womb retained.
Immortal God sealed in a tomb,
Creator God conceived in a womb.
The King of kings and Lord of lords
defied with disdain and discord.
The nonpareil and sovereign God
received from mortal man no laud.
The God of love greeted by hate,
by human hands suffered death’s fate.
His death secured for man new life,
one filled with joy and free from strife.
Categories:
paradoxes, betrayal, christian, god, jesus,
Form: Rhyme
My friend told me I have never loved in my life
And that is why I have never felt the need to mix bodily fluids
I find that strange considering I know heart breaks
But oh well, life paradoxes
Or I suppose I have no lust
I have kissed many a frog before
She says it's because I don't want to be bothered
She is on my side
Who is to know if she is really right
But I can tell you a bunch of things I have heard
They tell me it's surprising that I can be so firm
They think it's because I have way too many options
I find it amusing
How I am so great when it's other men
But suddenly when it's them they call me rigid
Talk about double standards
They say it's suppose to be natural
Well, natural my feet
I don't feel it
The love; the security
That can make me fall prey to their lousy tactics
And allow me to be defiled
Or I suppose I just have no lust
I suppose there are feelings which can't be conveyed by words
Feelings that can only be shown by actions
Call me alien
But can you worship me?
I am not enticed
Not even a little bit
I suppose I know no lust
Categories:
paradoxes, blue, conflict, courage, emotions,
Form: Prose Poetry
Happiness and desire are not two
As Nothing and everything are not two..
No separation
Paradoxes can resonate...
Categories:
paradoxes, beauty, heaven, love, simple,
Form: Blank verse
Whomever you’ve detained
You’ve retained,
Whatever you’ve maintained
Equally sustained,
The feeling you repressed
You also suppressed;
The person you depressed
You haven’t at all impressed.
One is with another already in battle
When brought into play one’s mettle;
There will still be new protesting “moos” to settle,
When you’ve started grazing long unfed cattle.
Any time your lips make a plosive
You’ve acted like an explosive;
Your siblings you fend
You nutritionally defend;
Whenever you’ve started one praising
You are a morale raising
And some self doubts erasing;
Not just words phrasing.
And when you rant
Your desire near their grant
Just as when your tiredness you pant
People now know you “can’t”
Categories:
paradoxes, analogy, appreciation, blessing, heaven,
Form: Rhyme
What Now?
Isn’t This Hell For A Believer?
Isn’t This Nakedness For The Textile Owner?
Isn’t This Fruits For The Promiscous Bride?
This Is Barreness For The Virgin Bride
So What?
Is This Not The Tale Of A Caged Potential?
Isn’t This The Tale Of The Abbatoir Owner;
Diagnosed With Kwashiorkor
Isn’t This Some Juxtaposition
This Is Affluence From A Church Rat
What Can Your God Do?
Isn’t This The Tale Of A Cat On It’s Back?
This Is The Tale Of That Fellowship Brother
That Counsellor;
That Sin Counsels Itself
Isn’t This You?
Isn’t This Hypocritical?
Should I Be Writing This To You,or Myself?
Isn’t This Samson?
Categories:
paradoxes, confidence, dark, extended metaphor,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Strange, funny even;
someone spending two hours
in the gym at noon, sweating it out
then defeats the purpose at night
by wolfing down 3 large slices
of cheese pizza for dinner!
Yet I hold my laughter and criticism
because I'm sure that at some point
I've been unknowingly guilty
of such self-sabotage!
I'm also sure it has caused friction
in relationships, even break-ups!
Head-scratching; a dyed-in-the-wool
pro-lifer vehemently supporting
the death penalty. I can almost hear
a thought out there going...
"What the? I don't get that one!"
Yeah, it's a head-scratcher for me, too
I bet it discombobulates even an oxymoron!
It will make sense to me when 2+2 is 5!
POLARITIES AND PARADOXES Poetry Contest (Winner: 4th Place)
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
Date written and submitted: 01/16/2020
Categories:
paradoxes, confusion, emotions, humor, perspective,
Form: Light Verse
There are paradoxes , be assured
In life that must be confronted, not endured
If there is no conviction, don’t be lured
That a drink is well balanced and matured
Then you drink it expecting to be cured
But it leaves your imbalance and immaturity ensured
We think appreciation is all that’s worth having
Like we are only bound to receiving
From whence cometh the giving
That we all await with our appetite for taking
While the greatest nations are not withholding
And their hand that giveth always suffices for a blessing
Who said there was a title like “Honorable”
I thought it was a trait that was measurable
Selfless and unconditional service as is fathomable
Being an example and symbol of all that is noble
Making a teachable legacy probable
Showing all the good that is possible
They say that I speak to chastise
But I wonder how they watch sunrise by sunrise
Yet they fail to realize
That a timely action today will save us time’s reprise
Bringing pleasure to our eyes
As we watch while adversity dies
Categories:
paradoxes, christian, freedom, senses,
Form: Rhyme
That is truth,
in England
all people have looked as polished talents and genius,
even a driver there
or porter, or steward,
or begger, or trader,
or stealer, or priest,
or head of ministry
do not work without great quality and service.
There is, seem, only one stupid man - mister Bean,
who prevailed all brilliant persons given together.
They are all have made themselves
as they want and planned
through successful work
and competition
in various branches and activities
of high improved community,
while the others unlucky
inhabitant of authoritarian countries,
post-soviet states
and Islamic caliphates
as the Iranian regime
that must proud only with Omar Hayam
in last millennium,
have had a very small portion
of really famous and respected men
or just intrinsic professionals.
And their waste majority
looks like as screws in clock,s engine,
or as soldiers in training camp of rebuilding empire,
or as religious fanats in Friday namaz
or as new slaves
in collective farm and weapon producing factories.
They have not any chances
for arise to personality
in terms of quality and standards
so usual for British community.
Categories:
paradoxes, england,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
To have faith you must believe nothing visible
But faith is the last threshold of beauty here
To get healing you must first heal others
But I did not come to you sick
To be forgiven you must first forgive others
But you were too ignorant to be faulted
To find joy you must be able to give it first
But I never wanted me when I came to you
To be loved you must only love unreservedly
But how could you love me while loving yourself
To know God one must until God reveals himself
But we find him when self dies hidden by fear
Categories:
paradoxes, inspirational, philosophy, god, faith,
Form: Free verse
Many instant delights can never last
All future certainty lies in the past,
Often distant memories linger so
Nostalgia's balance sways to and fro;
Fleeting and ephmeral is the dream
Yesterday's hero,a today's has-been,
Rose-tinted glasses with short-sighted views
Can distort all perspective,out of true;
Twenty,twenty embellishes hind-sight
But cannot guarantee,a future bright,
Experience forgotten wastes away
As superficiality has its day.
The wheel of life endlessly turns again
Grinding mistakes with perpetual pain.
Categories:
paradoxes, life, philosophyfuture, perspective,
Form: Sonnet