I assume one day,
Everything will be calm down
Surprising wind will come from the East
Even if I spell wrongly,
I will write, "I am fine."
To make you feel assured
Life is full of surprises
I feel less demeanor when I meant it
As introvert as I am, I silently count danger
Everything is calculated in my mind
Not to offend someone is my inner fear
Less as I expect it doesn't go always
By observing one's behavior I feel less
Insensitive, a little open now like kettle
Comes out hazy sound when full hot
Decent and calm when it cools off
As usual the days passed I have learned
Many things in life goes to maturity
Never neglect the small details in life
Makes me more cautious and less apprehensive
Life has more to go, too many lapses to take
Before I have that crown of victory with me
Here in this world and the world here after.
Categories:
predicament, character, introspection, life, prejudice,
Form: Prose
geese in the flight path
astounded startled pilot
remnants of sully
Categories:
predicament, history,
Form: Senryu
Though I'm shattared flat, my soul critically wounded, predicament of my life, this state hinders my whole. The life in me, sucked pinch by pinch, I wish to cry my pain out but tears refuse to depart my eyes
collision and confusion of scattered emotions, traped inside me, the strength in me drained, the strain my faith faced with, how low and heavy is my soul, there's no much in me to bear
the last stroke of light as it passes me by and piece by piece, I'm consumed by darkness, this dark tide of cloud hovering over me, brings blockage and paralysis to my expression, I feel a grave with a lifeless body inside my body, I wanna move but I can't feel my whole body, it feels worse than death, I have hit a rock bottom
#Poetic_Ink
Categories:
predicament, conflict, confusion, depression, grave,
Form: Free verse
Why does life have to be so frustrating at times
Trying to eliminate it from our lives is an uphill climb
Imagine a world without it how relaxing life could be
Eliminating frustration is a very daunting task I am sure we all agree
We all experience these unsettling moments from time to time
A traffic jam when you are late for an appointment seems to ignite the reaction, not so fine
We can not change the predicament we are in but we surely can change our reactions to it
I know it is easier said than done but trying to be calm is a better plan than a near-fit
Frustration is stalking us all the time, waiting to attack when we let our guard down
We must learn to cope by finding ways to calm the mind
Make it your mission to go out and see what you can find
One of the best methods to cope is writing a poem
It certainly works for me, maybe I am not alone
Categories:
predicament, life,
Form: Rhyme
Getting down the chimney, Santa got stuck
Belly got tautened while trying to duck
All over smeared with black soot
His face got dark like his boot
Rescue force came to move him in a truck
Dec.19.2022
~ Placed First~
A Funny Santa Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Tania Kitchin
Syllable count- 10, 10, 7, 7, 10
Categories:
predicament, celebrity, christmas, dark,
Form: Limerick
Russian flag is a hammer and sickle
Now their president is in a pickle
Down the stairs, a messy heap
Making threats he cannot keep
Vladimir Putin's not worth a nickel.
Written December 10, 2022
Categories:
predicament, fun, humor, satire,
Form: Limerick
Hank’s Predicament
Limerick: by Tom
7/27/2022
I once knew a man named Hank,
while in the army drove a tank.
Then one day’s dread,
the tank lost a tread.
At that time Hank's mind went blank.
Categories:
predicament, humor,
Form: Limerick
An ugly, wriggly worm got into his trousers, wiggling and crawling
Reached a place he couldn't scratch, making him wobbling and howling
Jan.5. 2022
Your Best Rhyming#4 Poetry Contest
Sponsor_ L Milton Hankins
Categories:
predicament, cheer up, fun, giggle,
Form: Couplet
6/30/21
Listen to this
Getting sick of it
This drink I'm always sippin' it
Does no good to be a chicken s***
Or hypocrite
What a predicament
An outcome is imminent
Nothing infinite
All these increments
It's gone beyond intricate
The spectrum was never equivalent
Another foolish idea they implement
Quickly calling it legitimate
With a signed certificate
So focused on the omnipotent
And whether guilty or innocent
Treating you like an instrument
Don't be insolent
Stay diligent
Work on something significant
Another participant
And new experiment
Leading to life long imprisonment
In abundance or limited
Deliberate or a coincident
Complex or primitive
Sober or off much more than Ritalin
Where are you girl
In this world
Lately, I've been considerate
And interested
In getting intimate
Feeling magnificent
Mind state past militant
As another citizen
It took discipline
The maximum not the minimum
An occasional stop in Michigan
Among all these specimens
Before I'm a skeleton
For my own benefit
And the Benjamin's
Always genuine
Did it off adrenaline
Categories:
predicament, dark, deep, life, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Once out of a mother’s womb,
Labourers we all are,
Till we reach our tomb.
We labour for ourselves and others, day and night,
For breakfast, lunch and dinner we all fight.
Yes, we struggle day and night for our basic rights,
And motivate ourselves out of predicament during the flight of life.
Respect all fellow labourers,
Irrespective of whether they are engineers or farmers.
Don’t make it tougher for them to walk further,
By burdening them with the sharp words of predicament .
All of us are brothers and sisters,
United we stand and divided we fall,
Together, we must stand tall,
And help when we hear each other’s crying call.
Let us contribute towards untangling the world
From the clutches of predicament,
So every labourer works with joy and without resentment,
And work becomes a place of excitement and enjoyment.
Categories:
predicament, appreciation, career, endurance, friendship,
Form: Free verse
I dont know why
But everytime i try
To speak, i sigh
It's not that i'm shy
The words just die
And on my smiles, i rely
To convey and reply.
But with kids, i cant deny
It's not as weird and dry
'cause they are not as sly
Neither judge nor pry.
Might seem mighty and high
And my smile, wry
But its really all a lie
As i try hard not to cry.
I'm not trying to defy
Any rules but to imply
Beneath this facade, underlie
Timid, but good traits of an ally.
So please in your life, apply
and also kindly comply
When you meet someone as i
Dont just wave goodbye.
Categories:
predicament, emotions, feelings, how i
Form: Rhyme
No matter what our predicament is
the Lord has the cure for every ailment
provided
we, unconditionally, abandon ourselves
into His heavenly care with great faith!*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
29 February 2020
* Dedicated to my good friend, Chantelle C. who, as she says, has
flunked her MRIS test thus her MS remains active so she has to undergo
a new treatment!
I promised to pray for her and wrote this little poem! God bless you dearest, Chantelle! I love you!
Categories:
predicament, faith, god, health,
Form: Epigram
5 a.m. Souls ascend
from earth’s vale
of fears. Others wait
don’t give up yet.
Nothing I can do about that.
Not is my name known
but am I a good man.
That goes for John, too
a man of faith
who wants what God wants.
What about hate
in the streets. What do white
people want?
I see no need
to pull down statues of General Lee
instead put him side by side
and head to head
with Martin Luther King,
Nelson Mandela and Mahatma Gandhi.
Also kids who cops shot dead.
Meanwhile on the macro
economic and political scale
leviathans (peoples, nations)
drift toward perpetual
armageddon or peaceful solutions.
We don’t know which
and John will be gone
before it matters
except to his children
and, of course, ours.
What I have done
to change man’s trajectory,
for better or worse, remains
anonymous. Every action
meets an equal and impassable mountain.
Passion
is its own predicament.
Cast a cold eye and guess.
The clouds go, nevertheless,
in their direction.
Categories:
predicament, earth, faith, fear, god,
Form: Verse
My mind is sound
It's tightly wound
Its thoughts roam free
They are unbound
My imagination is King
if not 'officially' crowned
No huzzahs yet resound --
Tho opportunities abound...
Categories:
predicament, celebrity, imagination, poets,
Form: Rhyme
Should not be too difficult
to guess who this is.
In Predicament and Vehement
Always knew when he had been in a predicament,
As usual would become upset and also vehement;
Adult here hope,
Who knows rope;
Only detected childishness in his each comment.
Is there an adult in the room?
Jim Horn
Categories:
predicament, allegory, analogy,
Form: Lanterne
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