Voracity not veracity mendacity groomer
Capacity for pugnacity is not a rumour
Rapacity of the seedy needy consumer
Sagacity no audacity of the baby boomer
Morality calamity stalks like a greedy puma
Tenacity but with no candour or humour
Opacity because their salacity is a tumour
The bombs rain down Iran do pound
Because of renowned nuclear mound
We know no warheads will be found
Israel America forever together bound
Self crowned as another nation downed
Who are the terrorists it does confound
Veracity & truths are ruthlessly drowned
Audacity pretending the reason is sound
Mendacity as we see treason all around
Pugnacity and military rapacity abound
Hound everyone who's been browned
Might is always right so tightly wound
Astound taking moral higher ground
Midst his playfulness,
I could find gracefulness;
Midst pugnacity,
Great amicability;
Bravery wrapped in fear,
Foolishness enveloped cheer;
He chased rats and cats,
And humans he thought burglars;
His irritability outwitted sociability,
Aggressiveness withstood passivity;
Seeming treachery,
Couldn’t hide his loyalty;
It’s hence when he died for me,
To protect me from an accident to be;
Words like defender or Savior,
I found, could never define his behavior...
11 January 2022
Wifey (a duet)
If your love for me was as deep
as you always claim it is, then
you'd find me a lion's head.
To prove my love to you, sugar cane
for the feline I will gladly go hunting
my favourite subject! You will see...
What kind of man are you anyway,
to come dangling only one, just one?
Find me more or you are history.
Lower the heat, sweet potato, need to study the geography
or I may not find even an old lioness in Devuli Ranch
there is absolutely nothing I will not do to...
Humour me! You’re all flowers no fruit
It’s the toothless not the agile, bonehead
to feast on your chalk-dusted hair.
You seem to be conscious, honey comb
the hunting of game is no classroom game
but if you insist, I’ll make attempts at trying to...
I want more trophies for my exhibits
or else I will find a man who blinks art.
Your non-action verbs are not working.
This conversation grates, I’m done with your pugnacity.
Here is your head, last brick in the wall
I’ve vowed to myself, I'd sooner be dead than...
Get me another head, full stop!
You lazy, crazy ne'er-do-well!
Or else I'm going to... hii hi hii hi!
A Carolina Wren
jabs and weaves
hopping in and out
of a ring of sunlight,
it has pugnacity,
but the cat creeping near
does not care.
So rare and elusive is the Purple Emperor butterfly
His hue allied to royalty; his nickname is His Majesty
With rather filthy habits like devouring flesh and dung
Despite his royal epithet; no ceremony or pageantry
In summer he awaits, as racy females gather for some fun
He has been known to brawl and displays too much pugnacity
A large and bright Nymphalidae, deep purple in the sun
I dream one day this Purple King will land upon my balcony
Written 16th January 2019
Contest: Purple
Sponsor: Kevin Shaw
Contest: Standard Contest 165
Sponsor Brian Strand
Contest: Rhyme Battle XII
Sponsor: Juli-MIchelle
Sometimes I ask myself why ?
All the love deteriorating, Christ it needs you to rejuvenate it,
All this anger in me like poison has intoxicated me,
My dream are saturated with vicious visions of your blood in my hands,
The pure tablet of my heart has been tarnished, leaving it in tatters
I’m radiating anger, I could even endorse Bin Laden,
I feel like the devils apprentice,
In the story book of life I’m rapidly turning into the antagonist,
omnicient father help me find a remedy,
All this anger is replenishable, its becoming chronic,
The networks of my mind are malfunctioning the Meer thought of joy petrifies me,
All this is your fault and your cursed bald head,
I swore to be a pacifist but may soul is filled with pugnacity,
your repulsive demeanor, your barbaric attitude,
but yet you hold tight the hands of an angel,
every drop of blood running through my veins prophess my hate for you,
Lord why is this feeling so bitter?
Sometimes I wish I was void off all emotions like a vacuum is void of all matter,
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