She arrived at 3pm on the dot
coming anywhere other than Greater Manchester
her northern accent was hard to decipher
She could recognise a meter oak
but had no time for Robinas
She enquired why guys were into figures
after i mentioned my SL120 record player
She was fiercely Red/ Green
believing in mandated proportional representation
She had a German Granny
and could understand, but not speak Deutsch
She could only thank me for a chat
not wishing for a relationship
my efforts thwarted
no green shoots
I got a polo neck jumper.
She said they were in.
Pep wears one.
He hasn’t manboobs.
Ribbed, dark grey.
Tighter than it should of been.
With a vintage leather, black jacket.
Sophisticated,continental,
so I bought a pain au chocolate.
From Greggs.
I think he thought I was francais as
I ordered and added si vous plait.
Then blew it by being unable to resist a sausage roll.
Which later I found out to be rouleau de saucisse, not un sausage roll, si vous plait.
“What the bollocks do you look like?”
“Where’s the Milk tray?”
were the first comments at the pub.
But their jealousy was obvious and measurable, being directly proportional to the amount of beer spat out as I walked in.
I ordered a Pernod chaser with my pint of pale ale, small steps.
Ensure that you should not lose thy glamour
Among thy colleagues full of honour
For long term image is proportional direct
To one’s investment in present
Better focus on the noblest goal
Let me out this advice dole
Want you occupy throne supreme
Thus making thee reach position extreme
Being thy teacher it’s my role
No matter what you feel about Amol
Come on be just up-to-second
Prepare for IAS being fecund
Today’s toil is thy fortune
Of course in future you attune..!!
Twas the night before Christmas;
As Mrs. Klaus was washing dinner dishes;
Santa is at the workshop;
He’s got a cold, sucking on cough-drop;
While walking through the snow;
Frozen his left foot pinky-toe;
Had too much cough syrup;
Was so dizzy leaving fell on reindeer stirrups?
Up see, daisy Santa what process ya…
To be stumble fall Newton’s second law (ha ha);
Swollen, fatten solid mass net force fallen;
Proportional to a Mack-truck oops Reindeer runnin;
Twas the night before Christmas;
The phone rings an Elf has called her;
As Mrs. Klaus was drying those dishes;
Toymaker say’s Santa’s out he’s trip and fallen;
Like a drunken man who’s no longer standing?
Broken hand, bruised leg blacken eye ,
--oops! guess wasn’t a happy landing;
12/7/19
The Night Before 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Rhyme poetry form only.
Being a Woman,is always a feel of pride!
As i write this statement too,,, It’s a goose bump moment !!
Despite all the challenges,trauma, that she faces in the current society, she still remains strong and heads held high !!
Not being biased here,but women are born with more inner strength,wisdom and they are naturally way ahead !
They have this natural trait to bring in logic in any field they are into !
From space science to home science we find women ruling the world,
In the current era, there is no such field where women is not an achiever !
To put in a nutshell, wen empowerment is proportional to the growth of the Nation and hence the World,
Let's take a moment to applaud the goddess shakthi (Indian lady God) alive in every lady !
Insanity constantly enslaves and mocks
No break, no pause, the appetite always knocks
Enough, never registers, his life, it sucks
Beer and gin, in his long gut line up and flock
Rich pockets, poor soul, behind the prison’s lock
Inversely proportional life, on the pluck
Always emptying bottles all round the clock
Time is in motion but his, suffers a block
End of this story is bottom of the rock
those in charge hope,
plan for a cashless society
that they may more easily mold
their consumers variety
nations of debtors
card holders
vying and crying
for possessions
taxes and prices sliding
proportional to income
with no way out
then things fixed
the cashshelless society
no cash savings
no piggy bank
just card-dollar stores
what ! (excuse my language)
One's fear of death is proportional to the degree one refuses to accept his own mortality!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
05 July 2018
I know I often rail against science--
but, actually, I love it!
Started with science,
the grasp was easier
and the tangible truth
pleasant when sweet
like the bitter/sour
proportional to
my elicited response--
and science lead me to spirit;
to a driving force
without boundaries--
memories spanning generations:
In the animal
we call them instinct;
in the human,
we call them
religion and god--
My preference is
to speak to them direct,
a rapport
exceeding
the universe….
I yield to unknown sound
Rhythm that blossom my heart
Swing arm with tangle legs
Accelerating directly proportional to the echo
My head ache as it beat twice as rock tempo
I perceived peril ahead
Roaring of lion nature in humanity
Seeking for whom to devour
I am a prey without rescuer
Fears grab me as the thought of u-turn occupied my heart
Standing at Y junction
To my right a kingdom await me yet the road is daredevil
My Left preaches infatuation
I devour all obstacles at the right to visit the kingdom
I hope against hope as I journey through
Behold the torment vanish quickly
My eyes behold beauty this kingdom in extraordinary manner
Finally I saw Him seating on thrown and my love seating at His right hand
'Welcome to come' He said
I sang praises unto my love
Finally I am home
it appears
with the passing
of the years
that the pouring out
of my tears
seems to grow
in proportion
to the size
and hair of my ears
it appears
with the passing
of the years
that the size
and hair of my ears
seems to grow
in proportion
to the increases
in my fears
It also appears
with the passing
of the years
that the increase
in my fears
is proportional to the increases
in my tears
the size and hair of
the ears
and in reverse proportion
to what I hear
The intensity of our agony in facing life is proportional to the degree of our faith in the divine!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
08 July 2017
Kindness is bliss.
Compassion spontaneously is innate,
Though difficult to imbibe,
Bet me ,it is simplest to realize.
Today morning,I made an orphan smile,
Believe me,the pleasure I felt was inexpressible,
My mom offered clothes to a beggar in rags,
The mirthful beggar left happily,
Mom in return felt happy too,
Why not out of courtesy try cheering a sad friend
I'm sure,you will feel at peace,
Kindness is directly proportional to happiness,
You practise it and your happiness will be tenfold,
Kindness is a great virtue that vibrates positive energy.
Benefaction done selflessly has greater impact,
It takes more muscles to frown than smile,
Smile to old people,it creates a good stimulus,
It never goes futile,
Feed stray animals..results are so automatic.
If you show kindness to plants,
They grow larger and bear more fruits,
Randomn acts of kindness cause,
a series of emotions for good.
Contest- Randomn acts of kindness.
Sponsor-Debbie Guzzi
2/2/2017
Was I projected when you inversed my motion?
Like gravity you pulled me down to earth
I became relative to your perspective
Prevented denial of my proportional thoughts
Internally bleeding directly from the source
Proportion of blood to water I was saturated
Procrastination decreased my functionality
Proportional to thee
Thy remained stationery like Newton the first
I repelled electrostatic forces
living in denial like Inertia
As generators,the rotation is alternating
The relationship reversed like AC current
The direct proportionality is somehow altered
Anti nor cyclonic the Coriolis forces deflects
Proportionally direct will reach the destination
For bipedalism sapiens composition
Mass reduces motion
Scientists have found water
creates new life through
They have found lands to live
share lives together
Increased day length of 24 hrs 37 mins
acquire plenty of time
Length of the year is 687 earth days
twice as long as Earth
Two beautiful moons, Phobos and Deibos
beauty at its peak
We would weigh less on mars
Indirectly proportional to the chocolates I eat
What else I need?
Yet there is something missing
It's my Mother Earth
How could I leave her?
Its time to keep her happy
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