In their own tenacious way
Luddits creep out of dust
Forcing time to stand and stay
In the stales of past
They crimilalize in panic
Everything that moves
Passengers of ghost Titanic
Though the news we cruise
Prohibitions fall like leaves
In the August rain
There’s no air for me to breathe
Under luddits reign
So I violate their laws
In the modest way
Like a rebel with a cause
Acts without delay.
Categories:
prohibitions, culture, environment, motivation,
Form: Rhyme
I’m a state without statesmen
That exists until I breathe
Though with all attention span
You won’t see a state like this
I’m a country with no borders
Rooted in the autumn sky
I don’t set no laws and orders
I’m not forcing any ties
Prohibitions and permissions
Ain’t the games I press to play
Live upon your own conditions
Pay whatever you can pay
I’m a peaceful antination
Nonpolitical empire
With no foreign validation
And no stamp when to expire
Guess my name - I bet you’ll go
First with madness then with dreaming
Sorry to upset, but no
You won’t notice your old freedom.
Categories:
prohibitions, freedom, nostalgia, old,
Form: Rhyme
Tossing and Turning
Yawning and yearning
and listening to the lullaby of lust
Pressing the pillow
on the mattress of melancholy
and tiptoeing to thoughts of temptation
Deciding to toss all inhibitions
and prohibitions
out of my bedroom window.
Turning a mature leaf
as I strongly believe
that two are better than one.
Categories:
prohibitions, desire, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Who knows the ways of love? Like the ways of the universe!
Trust and hope full, "LOVE WEAVES A MYSTERIOUS MAGIC SPELL";
Unconditionally knit, like cells of creatures diverse,
Amalgamating with diversities, it exists well...!
The needs of others get precedence, my needs are reduced,
Assumptions and presumptions back seated, care firmly sticks;
Prohibitions and packages gone, freedom is induced,
Solicitude and sensitivity, like fast friends mix...!
When I accompany you and you accompany me,
Don't we internally feel happy, content, and fulfilled?
My ego and your ego kept aside, goodness we see,
Physical and psychic illnesses within us are healed...!!!
Categories:
prohibitions, life, love,
Form: Rhyme
Smoking is an act of prohibition
In many religions
For many reasons
It’s a suicide,Waste,harmful
Pollution and so bad
Religions are God’s ways
Prohibitions to keep away
Heaven is a prohibition
All violating prohibitions
Categories:
prohibitions, evil, god,
Form: Free verse
The night crawls in, with large circling rings of smokes, diffusing.
Measuring moments in time, needed to cover up your full face.
The lonely lady on the moon is still stuck with her crafting machine.
Poetry, in my mind, cries out loud, with all curses of old Babylon.
The mysterious angels of Babylon with all prohibitions to venture.
With all depression, I was observing the glowing sun in the night sky, determined.
Poésie de ma vie! Why such a rush to lift the veil of uncertain? Why such a hurry?
I saw the lady again with mystic tears in her eyes;things must be hard on her too!
She never learned to abandon the love into oblivion,or truth of the night before
Perhaps, she will look into the eyes of those forbidding voices, soon!
As, not all circles are promised to wipe out some squares in life, seemingly.
And I heard the night whispering to me," I'm just getting started!"
Categories:
prohibitions, night, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Flirting flappers
Whipper snappers
Prohibitions
Big restrictions
Legs are showing
pearls are Swirling
Charleston’s harking
Lovers sparking
Dancing Lindy
With Miss Mindy
Jitterbugging
Afterwards hugging
Raccoon coats
Rowing boats
Bathtub gin
Fun never ends.
Categories:
prohibitions, dance, fashion, fun, imagery,
Form: Free verse
o time... precious time
precious moments... live each breath
many miles of smiles
sadly... if only
life with no prohibitions
nature once decreed
life at the present
human inflicted deadlines
why... life will live on
Categories:
prohibitions, nature, time,
Form: Haiku
The mountain is covered in water,
The valley is filled with rain,
Because angel tears were sent to wash away yesterweek's pain,
And the motor wants to go faster,
But the driver must refrain,
To reach his destination at all,
For safety he must abstain
And children play in the creeks,
Despite the stern prohibitions,
Because signs mean nothing to those who can barely read,
They're as green as the grass will be
Categories:
prohibitions, beautiful,
Form: I do not know?
After so many years in the monastery, Monty
wants to use his name which
is never allowed due to the
pledge of anonymity.
He owns nothing there of course,
no one does. It all belongs to God.
When Monty sleeps he enjoys
the only ownership. Even selfish
singularity in meditation is denied him
since the monastery assigns him a mantra.
Monty does treasure his dreams,
dreaming as he curls on the narrow bed
in the concrete cell the abbot assigns him.
He enjoys the memories that flood
through the irrational narratives of sleep.
He knows, in spite of the prohibitions,
that these are his.
Categories:
prohibitions, desire, identity,
Form: Free verse
Nineteen months has passed since I did a step..
A step to attain one of my dreams..
Rumored as the land of "Just dime or penny"..
Talked as a land of so much strict Rules..
Rials their stable currency.
Oil their main product..
Towering modern ediffices abounds..
Architecturally design interiors..
Rich truly, as they said..
Islam the strictly followed religion..
Arabic their national language..
Riyadh, Jeddah, Maddina some of it's mainland..
Black and white the common colors of apparels..
Yet, roaming around malls..
Variant vibrant colors visibly in stalls..
Simplicity, that's what I appreciated here..
It was a barren solid land..
Almost all nationalities are here..
Finding a life; Making livelihood..
Maximizing what this country can offer...
Yet it's rules, the prohibitions..
Depresses the other life of man...
It takes away some of the joys of living..
Thus others, breaks the rules...
" incest meetings" are such as searching gold..
precious as undiscovered diamonds..
friends makes the stay here worthwhile..
Adopting and preserving the heart of humanity..
by: olive_eloi
02/10/2013
9:44pm
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Categories:
prohibitions, angst, care, feelings, inspiration,
Form: Ballad
Red fire glowing
in the sweet smelling night
giving off captive senses
and dismantled memories.
Timeless pictures
flickering in front of my eyes.
Pagan pipes and cymbals
rouse my ears.
On the drunk mountain of Parnon
the daughters of Achelous and Evrotas
set up a wild erotic dance.
Naked, scented and fired with desire
they call Hermes in their company.
Whatever I think
whatever I yearn
is under the threat of a punishment.
There are too many “prohibitions”
and I have a rebel in my mind.
Categories:
prohibitions, art, fantasy, inspirational, life,
Form: Romanticism
Something really grossed me out
While walking down the street;
A stranger cleared his throat and spat,
Just inches from my feet.
I think it is illegal
To just cough up phlegm and spit.
In society, it’s something
We should really not permit.
There once were signs in subway cars
Announcing prohibitions:
Loud radios and spitting
Both had fines for inhibitions.
Some people, though, do what they want
No matter who’s around.
I guess I should be grateful
That that spit stayed on the ground.
Categories:
prohibitions, health, people,
Form: Rhyme
Through my inspection of the current events,
I make the assumption the world’s gone awry.
If we had the gumption to all live in tents,
Ration our possessions, the world wouldn’t die.
Through my assertions, I urge you to share.
Prohibitions are needed for many the crowd.
Love forms through accretion of natural care.
My intentions are pure that I speak out loud.
My notion this evening, is to make you all ponder.
No instigation, am I trying, nor willing to do.
My infatuation with trying, is so you don’t wander
From the one nation under God, bestowed unto you.
Categories:
prohibitions, hope, inspirational,
Form: Rhyme