The strong are always to blame for the powerless:
The rulers come up with the best of intent
It doesn’t take efforts to overpower us
Having police and stern judges at hand
Once deemed as the victims of a failed state
We turned up to convicts for waging a war
Though war is not ours to make, its too late
Our explanations won’t work anymore
The world is in full right to its imperfections
It uses quite often this right to impose
Further restrictions, in spite of objections
Why should it happen this way, no one knows
Proficient philos deny a free will
Well concealed apophatic god makes a call:
Some live in peace, some are destined to kill
Some are claimed guilty for nothing at all
Servants of power, warriors of cancelling
Criminalize me as much as you can
Ban all my cards, stop me from travelling
Save from my coming your prosperous land
According to the conservation of matter
I’m your anti-power, with all that implies
In your fictional wholeness I’m one of the shatters
Living one of those many fragmentary lives.
Categories:
philosophy, political,
Form: Rhyme
I aim to create ...
Short and sweet, without patience -
Between love and hate.
Categories:
philosophy,
Form: Haiku
True that Man is a philosopher but should Sophia consider Man a philos of hers?*
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True, Man is a friend of wisdom, but should Wisdom consider Man a friend of hers?
© Demetrios Trifiatis
03 July 2018
* Philosopher is a compound Greek word that means friend ( philos) of wisdom (Sophia).
Sophia is represented by Athena ( Minerva) daughter of Zeus ( Jupiter). Sophia is called " Tritogeniti" the "thrice born" for to be wise means to think correctly, to speak correctly, and to act correctly. By correctly we mean: According to Zeus' ( God's) commands.)
Categories:
philos, god, men, wisdom,
Form: Questionku
When I imagine my iconic vistas of love,
I watch a sunset
red and yellow,
purple and pink,
bruised lavendar and darkening grey
until pointing jagged mountain peaks
turn to black understoried landscape
plunging against gravity
toward slowly emerging sea
of glittering stars
strobeless yet twinkling pinpoints
of light's long poignant memories.
When I imagine this vista
I also see
through my velvet brown-skinned manchild's deep autumnal eyes
starting back and forth,
side to side,
without capacity or need for language
to absorb Earth's dusky light and pine-soaked scent
turning up toward dancing brights,
'til dawn's epiphany of grey,
then nearly violent, love.
When I imagine iconic eros vistas
and feel internal agape
conjoining philos,
appearing nowhere
except together,
like Yang strong bright
and Yin flow night.
Categories:
philos, beauty, dark, health, heart,
Form: Prose Poetry
1 Love is such a big thing to be described in one word.
2 So much meaning behind it, so many kinds.
3 Eros love, Physical love. Only in for self-benefit, not real love at all.
4 Philos love, mental love. Where love is patient and friendship extends.
5 Storge love, affectionate love. Fondness and awareness of brothers and sisters.
6 Agape love, unconditional love. Where everything is selfless, give and not take.
7 Love is such a big thing to be described in one word.
8 I didn’t know the meaning of love.
9 Not until ‘he’ came into my life, my mind, my memories.
10 Not until ‘he’ became, my life, my mind, my memories.
Categories:
philos, lovelove,
Form: Free verse