The DNA in our mothers cells
gloriously connects us all,
though injudiciously denied,
the demonstrated evidence ignored.
But that denial serves no one well,
brings only bitter tears,
allows absolution for avarice,
leaves all in troubled houses.
Mothers must have the will to persevere,
hearts that protest wrongs,
the wit to know lies,
and speak clear their hidden realities.
But still we hold to the half-truths
of expedient jealous traditions,
raise soaring barricades to simple reason,
perjure even our future world.
Mothers Day comes when we stop,
question the tales making us worthy,
and the foreigner less than human,
THAT will be our Mothers Day.
Categories:
perjure, angst, community, family, growth,
Form: Rhyme
It is not long time ago I did not understand poetry
And could not write proper poems in proper forms
Yet i kindled a fire to be a famous, renowned poet
So, I kept posting and did not know those pieces were nonsense
I was a new comer and that was my trying period
I understood that but the so called intellectuals did not
They made fun of me and termed my writings gibberish
Had they not forgot that one day they were too a novice
They could not leave such bad comments upon my poems
They broke my heart but i was not broken by their crap
I took writing as a challenge and later I proved them wrong
The job has not finished yet, I know, I need improvements
As my work still under huge avoidance and negligence
Spontaneously till date my works could not fetch attention
And praise, admiration from friends and the men of letters
That could not be many reasons but my intrinsic quality
I know I lack and I beg pardon for bearing and tolerating me
But you know I am a man of promise and I never perjure
Be patient, next time I will come up with worthy writing for sure.
Categories:
perjure, art, poems, poetry, poets,
Form: Blank verse
My own self I wish to perjure,
And press the matter none the further
But all the lies I then must conjure!
One right after another...
So help me God, in sacred oath
No false-witness shall I bear
All Lies, all Truths- I tell them both!
I do, I solemnly swear!
Categories:
perjure, god, truth,
Form: Rhyme
Dogs are a well-reputed breed,
Of loyalty they are fabled.
And once they err, they lose face,
For their pedigree is their referee.
But our dog is a special case
And his upbringing is of a suspicious source.
Fidelity is not one of his attributes
And nastiness is his newly acquired habit.
When our dog committed a felony,
He was summoned to high court.
But he could, even, lie and perjure
And had his own tail to testify!
His sacrilege tainted the consecrated House of Justice
Then found guilty, culpable, and duly accused,
Of such allegations, he received much retribution.
He was condemned, wrong rectified, and case adjourned.
©Atef Atyaoui
04/02/2008
Categories:
perjure, allegory, dog, dog,
Form: Light Verse
Forty years of life
I have been given
opportunity has
proven open doors
for love and despair.
A cherrishable
endevor in miles
of traveling
the roads of
endearment and
timeless memories
of everlasting
desires. Correcting
mistakes issues
a new outlook
although never
knowing when I
may leave this
earth to rest with
the forgiven. Learning
daily forgiveness
to live in
peace and
love beyond
the boundaries
allowed by ones
hatred to destroy
happiness that
you have found
without them. Rather
than perjure myself
for another forty
years I can admit
my faults and
move to a higher
spirit for the rest
of my days sitting
alone in my room
Categories:
perjure, life, peace,
Form: Free verse
If fear itself is fear, fear not the dead
With birthdays and departures on their stone
We hold the fear of death inside our head
Until the day our coffin keeps the bone
Perjure thy fear of life under the mound
For fear fondles a lie with every breath
It will not be thyself inside the ground
Only the copy of thou fear of death
The price to pay for living is to die
Emerging from the shackles of the flesh
Why not enjoy a slice of life with pie
Before thy life and unknown journey mesh
Nature of life and death change on the lever
And life is death, as death is life forever
Categories:
perjure, death, life, death, death,
Form: Sonnet