My dad was wise for all to see.
Many a truth he did tell.
He knew lying he would not have.
Lying is not a good character for one to have.
He wanted his daughter to always be truthful.
He would say, tell a lie you will be punished three times.
Once for what you did wrong and twice for the lie.
Guess you can guess, I never told a lie.
My dad was a fair guy but this one thing he would not bend on.
do not lie punish twice for lying my dad's wrath
Date Written: 11/13/2021
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Haibun- With A Message Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: charles messina
A zig of happiness sparked the upper peninsulas
Of my wildebeest heart, a mere tich.
Could that teensy beginning shake my
Anger, which I had determinedly
Held onto for three weeks longer
Than anyone sane should have?
Come on, the spark said, laughing. Come
And play. We can be mad tomorrow.
I was not in the least bit tempted.
Stubbornness held me fast.
I refused her offer, the lifeline
She was giving me. I ignored the
Light, and held on to my
Enmeshed hurt feelings,
Holding onto my rage
As a shield, afraid of whom I
Might become without her.
5-The punishment
The boy returned with anger’s father
He told his wife
To get that boy in moderate
He told her everything
The father returned his work
As his wife advised
His father advised her to deal with kind
She said,” She will return his mind”
She looked at him
She said,’’ so, for this
You would forget all things
and love your matter
Father, lovely mother your brother
And sister
Your manager
Boy let that devil away”
He said with loud,” no!”
She said, “You will be devil
You will enter the hill
He wandered with loud, “why?”
She said, “As you didn’t obey me
Let that cat go or you will not know
Her way”
He screamed,”no!”
This scream vibrated wall
This scream wake up deepest sleeping
She laughed and said,” Oh boy! You feared me!’’
She completed,” let her or”
She went towards her
She lifted her
And threw it at the floor
To punish and humiliate me is cruelty,
what I deserve can't be forgotten easily;
deny me everything until I ache,
until I come to realize my mistake...
and being honest, I'll swear
that everything you do is fair!
I can be sorry for the hard done,
and apologizing won't mean much;
you can resent all the hurtful words
I shouted in anger crossing the line:
I don't ask for sympathy, but making up
would be a relief from the guilty feelings!
To punish and humiliate me is cruelty,
each and every blame I must take...
remembering when I lay awake
and thought of her instead of you:
all my fake emotions I can't undo!
Whatever came over me?
More springs will come with new dreams,
but many wishes I cast on falling stars;
be in those dreams and breathe with me;
I don't deserve to be forgiven twice...
if only tears could wash away those cheats:
I would be free of this guilt that torments me!
To punish and humiliate me is cruelty,
I ask for some compassion, not pity;
I destroyed the trust you had in me:
your bitterness and anger can destroy me!
O geometry O geometry how lovely are your angles!
polygons we love to tile!
polyheadrens make us smile !
O geometry O geometry how lovely are your angles!
make sure to sing it nice and loud
so they ALL can hear it!!!
Do you ever feel like your living a lie?
It leaves me feeling lonely so all I can do is
cry.
Wishing things would be the same,
Instead of playing this stupid little game.
Do you even know what this is doing to
me?
Your so blind to my needs it's me you
can't really see.
So many disturbances inside,
One is I feel like I have just died.
I can't handle the hurt and pain,
Let alone fell like I have gone insane.
You seem to be standing in my way,
Apparently you want me to snap today.
I can't get you to back off and let me be,
I'm about to walk out the door and hand
you the key.
We've been playing this game for far to
long,
And your not going to punish me for
learning how to be strong.
If you want me to stay,
Than with me you have to be more than
just okay.
You need to stand beside me,
Or turn and flee
Let the sinless throw the first stone
And the sinner stands there alone
It isn’t so odd
To leave punishment to God
When we are presented to his throne