Competition is supposed
Lowering the price
We didn't hire them
For these the contracts
And they their win conceptualize
Intelligence aware
Which machine learning
And what is desired outcome
Production of products
Trades and agreements
Internal economy SRAM
This interesting lemma
And this is dilemma
And this real meaning of law
You cannot develop
The system of commons
Because those are for you foe
Find level
Attribution
You cannot exist in no context
To you I am talking?
Have life of your own
Is this the system of yours?
Who gave them the job this
In systems of meaning
For what is now yours the remorse
Yes that in order
Computing of purpose
Wrongly they want innovate
Defense cannot legal
Occur own computing
Where equality false
The most idiotic
Period in history
Machine does exist for machine
There is no authorty
Because it's incompetent
For what do they want any peace
What if AIs of theirs
Really aren't valid
Cannot the true purpose serve
What if in a system
Of many publications
There is neither the point
Nor the force
Data captured devices compromised
severe fret what’s next identity theft
cybersecurity risk cyberattack finally
power threats wire money now to
release your data life as you once
knew is oblivion the feeling of unsafe
out of control unauthorised access
to personal information encrypted files
cell phones are melted laptops humming
cell towers confused victims removing
replacing sim cards while watching
documents photos of loved ones
vanish into a vault marked national
publications data breach factories
farms industries ceases production
hospital systems crash patients are
given the wrong medications wrong
surgeries sudden death planes fall
quickly from the sky vanishing control
towers compromised chaos technical
glitches global hostage situation FBI
scrambles the uncertainty allows
for panic what is safe in America a
warm blanket apple cider cherry pie
God bless America
Why
You made me know poetry
Learned some
But still illiterate
Uneducated
Reason is to be with most people
To be like them
Bliss is complete happiness
Bliss of morning came
Wanted to write poetry
Poetry about the unknown
Thought of publications
Making the fifth
Was reading Psalm of Divine Mercy Bible
Bliss of heart can finally understand
To form easy words for all people to comprehend
Writing is like Singing
Singing to convey heart songs
Singing and writing is alike
Lost voice of singing from a tragic car accident
Right arm is present
Present to write heart songs
Heart Songs are feelings
Why did You make me know poetry
Poetry is Therapeutic
Did some of Your publications
Formed prayers as poetry
For the mothers and the unborn
You telling me that the unborn is safe in heaven
How will the world know
I am in cynical world
World is big, Blue, round
Earth
You made me be a saint
Saint to help people
Mothers and the unborn
Tomorrow will see the bliss of sunrise
Poetry Form: Free Verse
Date Written: 9032022
Time Written: 11:03am
Source: Mirriam-Webster Dictionary
He is eager to break a record
But a lot plays with loafers’ record:
The Leanest Time to wonders accord …
He is The Gasping for a record
But in his left ear an oft fixed cord;
Not with scholarship in accord …
The Anxious-to-Create-a-Record
Still in his heard speeches Hacked Concord
And one could glimpse in them his thrust word …
Then, do not worshipful notice take
Of the Desirous-to-Record break:
Some of the times, a user of dictions
That are fraught with rash contractions;
The chap’s last speech-filled publications
By him tagged Divine Supplications …
But I knew and could prove pinned papers
About some much touted life shapers,
In sizes a peace-preaching memo,
In quality, A Hurried Demo;
At last to be granted ‘No Author’;
Who does to be checked by A Doctor.
I like to stay extremely vague,
born alongside a culture shock;
Hype built by the publications,
a cinematic adventure;
Try but you will not guess my age;
People lined up around the block,
standing waiting with such patience
to race into the movie theater;
New breed of film expectations,
we were both born in the same year.
Sleeping book slept through years within a box
Never once woke up even through the knocks,
Transported interstate across the countryside
Manoeuvred here and there around the nation wide.
Sleeping book dreamt he was significant; held dear
Even though long storage he was just a bit of gear,
One day removal of tape and styrofoam
At last sleeping book awoke to a loving library home.
Now propped on a shelf in a feathered golden stand
Upright and proud for now he is not crammed,
Happy to be picked up and sometimes even fanned
Never wished to be the best or be on high demand…
For sleeping book faced toward Novel of much love
People only handled her with lint-free cotton gloves,
Illustrated pages every reader had admired
Sleeping book around her always felt inspired.
To be read is the ultimate goal that we all books do have
Essays, Publications, Pamphlets-all of them are glad,
Regardless where we are- a shelf or near ones bed
Every book contented when only being read.
To use “that” or substitute “which”
Knowing this would make me quite rich
Wrong words are a glitch
That we hate and do switch
Since an editor’s ire is a b*tch
Author's note: I have been writing technical material for the past year, which has taken all my creative energy. I have missed many of the wonderful poets who live here. The good news is that the people I work for are beginning to embrace database publishing.
We have all the paragraphs in one table, and "assemble" the paragraphs into documents using another table by importing record keys. Most people are not interested in this kind of thing, however, it could save us all a lot of money and lead to better technical publications from my employer.
So, the site has some filtering for political correctness. At first, I thought I had left a word off, but alas, no. Is a little humor that bad?
Sumptuous suggestions straddle stagnancy
Summoned by engaging pages
Susceptible skulls imbibe vibrancy
Surmounting latitude notion ravages
Authors serve smorgasbord swathes of research
Reading's pizza fuses flavours opposing
Issues investigated, valid views aptly asserted
Essays stretch perception, anomaly concepts provoking
Unfurling knowledge tunes recognition's accord
Rhizomes capacitate vertical fronds fluent
Rationale garnered from forest of topics explored
Absorbs ripened writing, reaps new nutrients
Menacing media's ocean threatens to overwhelm
Thrusting throng fish flash slippery details
Awash in momentum's musings, reader swallows foam
Deep sea dive reveals wealth of ocean's minerals
Publications polish paled perishing facets
Discernment detangles dusty brain's barren
Seeds sown with sophistication grow great in habit
Cracked codes give gregarious cerebrum companion
Beware, dear friends of verse,
magazines, publications,
frequently only accept
unpublished works.
Choose well
the debut
of your best.
Eyes of an Eagle
If I had the eyes of an eagle,
And the strength of wings to
fly,
I'd put a camera on my proud
chest,
And off to DC, I would fly.
My fuel is my rage against
all out to destroy this great nation,
With breaking news, hideous
lies and false allegations...
America!! Berated daily in
international publications!
Against all God believing men and women,
Using that meaningless term,
"Conversation", as some universal justification.
It's a word to validate all things unethical.
Like infanticide, simply twisted, to mean....
"Oh, it's just medical."
A murdered child's warm blood splashing~
on the icy cold, gleaming marble floor.
Her tiny fists clenched in rage as Mommy
walks out the butcher's door!
I cry, "no more, no more!"
Panagiota Romios
2/28//2019
Listen listen respected MAA
Forget my all mistakes
If I die for my nation
Open windows all the gates
So that soul of mine could enter
Could see father and you MAA
And sit down on lap MOM
To re feed your milk my MAA
And could ask all you
To forget my all evils
And forget my presence symbol
As I return to crush the perils
I remember early awakening
And remember glassful milk
I remember your calling
To wearing Kurta made of silk
Believe Believe and trust me MAA
I will return to serve the nation
Will rejoin beloved army
I remember milk your taken
* MAA (Hind) = Mother
Composed by :(c) Hariom Sharma, CFA
Source Book : Keep Smiling
Publisher: PJH Publications
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I can feel MAA within me
How it all began
It's as fast as
Sun rays can run
Everlasting miles
Keep us near and apart
Still your presence
Sitting in heart
As time passes
Love for you find exponent
I have you, feel you
Whatever happened
I feel your presence
Past today tomorrow
I feel my existence
Only because of thou
I'll cherish these times
Till I grow old
As the time will pass
You make me bold
And if it's okay
You bless, to find that time
You will make easy
My VIVEK to shine
* VIVEK (Hindi) = Discretion, Prudence, Wisdom
* MAA (Hind) = Mother
Composed by :(c) Hariom Sharma, CFA
Source Book : Keep Smiling
Publisher: PJH Publications
E-MAIL : [email protected]
For more poems please search "hariomsharmapoetry" on facebook
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Whenever and whatever
Enter into our mind
Apply always filter there
To stop garbage any kind
Control quality hug quality
Of thoughts enter there
Keep busy mind always
In valued stuff where ever
Powerful thoughts if in
And mindset always there
Get energy and thoughts positive
Which keep always care
Always keep eye on that
Like Arjun on bird's eye
No issue or situation in
Feed healthy pie pie
* Pie (Hindi) = 1.A pie (abbreviated as Ps) was a unit of currency in India until 1947. It was the smallest currency unit, equal to 1/3 of a paisa or 1/192 of a rupee.
Book Source : Keep Smiling
Publisher: PJH Publications
Composed by :(c) Hariom Sharma, CFA
Source Book : Keep Smiling
E-MAIL : [email protected]
For more poems please search "hariomsharmapoetry" on facebook
where lakh of poetry lover meet daily and scroll the page. Hare Ram.
NEVER SHAME A WOMAN
SHE'LL OUT DO YOU
AND FIND PEOPLE WHO'LL
DO THE SAME
MAKE A MESS OF YOUR LIFE BY PLAYING
SILLY LITTLE GAMES
MAKE YOU TO BELEIVE
THINK ABOUT WHAT SHE SAY'S
LIE AFTER LIE
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW WHO'S
IN HER BED
SHE'LL LABEL YOU GAY
AND PEOPLE WILL CHOR4E
TO SAY SHE'S RIGHT
NEVER MAKE A WOMAN SHAMEFACED
SHE'LL TRY TO STRAT A FIGHT
SHE'LL SAY THE LITTLE MAN
BATTLING THE GIANT
WON, WHEN THE BIGGUY
BEAT THE BUM
SHE'LL M AKE CONTENTION FROM THE LIES
SHE WISHES THE WORLD TO BELEIVE
TURNING TRICKS IN YOUR NAME
FOOLING A WORLD TO BELEIVE
HER HEIIGHENED SENSE OF TROUBLING
WHEN KNOW THING GOES HER WAY
TELL PPEOPLE WHAT YOU'VE DONE
AND TELL PEOPLE THE THINGS YOU SAY
CREATE AN AUDEINCE
THAN THE MEN WHO WISH TO BELEIVE
CALL YOU ***'S AND STUFF
AND WILL REQUEST FOR YOU TO LEAVE
FROM THE BOOK I FEEL THREATENED BY HER CAUSE TO RALLY AGAINST ME !
BY JUDDER DACKS, THE NEW YORK PRESS, PUBLISHED IN ASSOCATION WITH DEAL-DEAL MONEY RIGHT PUBLICATIONS AND BOOKS, A PEOPLE COMPANY. COPYRIGHTED 1969 BY DEAL-DEAL MONEY RIGHT PUBLISHING COMPANY. WRITEN BY aUTHER WRITER, FROM THE SERIES OF BOOKS BY "PUNKS AND THE WHORES WHO SLANDER THEM"
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