Yesterday’s pariah is today all the rage
Have the times caught up with him
~ Has the world turned the page
Categories:
pariah, change, world,
Form: Rhyme
might be messiah
had become a pariah
was called mariah
Categories:
pariah, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
I wasn’t enough for your world,
I was just supposed to lead you to it;
Sitting in the corner emotionally curled;
A sin the Universe was forced to commit
this magic was finite and couldn’t last;
Blessed and cursed with the eyes of a misfit;
Never really ranked within your blast;
Timed softly and so carefully placed,
my shadow created a peaceful overcast;
Saw it before anyone else then I was erased;
The life of a pariah with immaculate taste.
Categories:
pariah, emotions, feelings,
Form: Terza Rima
I am but an outcast member
Misfortune led my reputation astray
Fake people led me to nowhere
So it's futile to prolong my days
If only I were more rich in hope?
I am a lion missing from its pride
Predatory dominance expelled me
Roars of strife that cut to the inside
Casted me out to the open where I'm free
I am more fierce than the break of dawn
I am an exemplary rebel of the millennium
Integrity, honour, and bravery is what I live by
To see conformists act as wrongdoers,
When it's total hypocrisy, for the time is nigh
A dawn of a new age awaits
Now I am a man more rich in hope
Pride and self-confidence absorbs me
So if you ever want to start a riot
And you want to be free
Better call King Pariah who will help you see
Track: Fall Out Boy - The Young Blood Chronicles
Categories:
pariah, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
A message - doom for people uninsured,
the ancient mentor, Jeremiah spoke.
For forty years he forcefully endured
rejection every day, pariah's yoke.
The weeping prophet cried to heedless folk.
While God's own nation full of doubt and fears
had heard the somber message whereupon
insurance (trust in God) they spurned for years.
At last, eviction: grace and hope foregone.
It's due, captivity in Babylon.
Categories:
pariah, 11th grade, bible, destiny,
Form: Quintain (English)
In my dreams
I am a pariah
Drifting endlessly
Battle after battle
Do you know me?
I hide
Afraid to live
Unable to love
Desolate
Do I know me?
Rip my wings
Bound to the ground
Suck my voice
From my lungs
Does God know me?
Faithless
Forgotten and forsaken
I don't understand
My purpose
Does the universe know me?
I am a tree
Rooted to depression
Confession
I am a pariah
Categories:
pariah, how i feel, introspection,
Form: Free verse
While i peel the banana off the peel,
I see the world in motion,
In hastiness, in deceit,
In gaudiness, in retreat.
While i eat the apple seeds
I see you Senor,
Clasp an unknown woman's hand
While your wife waves, so grand
While i drink the colored stream
I see you old man,
Think you tarried too much so as
To be thrown out by your lads?
While i bay the insects' flight
I see you little one
Like cranberries so naive you bloom,
Anticipating world peace soon
While i wipe my face with dirt
I see you lovely lady,
You wait for your husband every night
And dream about your unsaid plight
While i count the stars at night
I see myself,
I cry, i weep, i laugh like mad,
No one sees me, lucky lad!
Categories:
pariah, life,
Form: Rhyme
Quietly, she sits in the corner looking in
reflecting on how it all went down
Perplexed by her identity, her mind, her muse-
her soul purpose in this wasted life
She thought too deeply - for too long
about why her life is this way
Lack of drive, enthusiasm
for the institutions she's in
Wake up! she says, but she was wide awake-
it was those that were succumbing to the
Institutions that were in a deep trance
Categories:
pariah, wisdom, writing,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Outcast amidst the favored few
walk in shadows, still in view
downcast in face, cast down in place
abysmal human's lost his race
Denied to sup the once shared milk,
no care nor kindness for his ilk
emptied fullness, fully void
life once built is now destroyed
Bows and scrapes for charity,
no one cares and no one sees
a living death, lives a Pariah
oh specter, where is your Messiah?
Categories:
pariah, metaphor,
Form: Couplet
Want of a princess but not of me
South of ill-proclaimed royalty
A prince in nature, heart, and mind
Blue glass learned between the lines
Glides to the stables cape awhirl
Who knows he’s meant to be my world
All for one or rather two
A cage for the dance that ensues
I’m reluctant beckon a smile
A glance to perfection’s profile
He’s aware tears gone by
Humor of a kind is dry
Golden flax adorns his brow
And glints in my eyes when I bend to bow
I was taken from my place
And from my despair came his face
But a curse unfair welded to my being
And kept that prince from vision seeing
So slowly this torture wrings itself out
‘Till the last of my days and eternal doubt
Fixated on one but not another
By his side derived of armor
So much more I wish to be
But mannerisms distant to airy
This is my final request
Just a one to him addressed
Until he knows what I’ve been through
It remains unrequited this, “I love you”
Categories:
pariah, love,
Form: Rhyme