Written: November 03, 2023
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Beyond the misty shades, there is peace.
Irreconcilable with retaining inner ease
Noshing prefers tugging at my soul.
Bearing wounds of stale apathy as a whole
Confusional twinges twist and confine.
mesmerizing me with its emerald design.
The rays, while flowing, are being broken.
A punitive pulse that shrinks is swollen.
Voices and visions visit the void vacuum.
The reality is shown in my idle bedroom.
My pores are a way for dread to escape.
Provide solace and safety for my shape.
The epidermis gets tangled in salt.
It lands in a vibrating pressure vault.
Exposing the exquisite havoc of the mind
Ensuring me that I can properly bind.
My path to the afterlife begins here.
I'm a speck of sand thrown at a sphere.
Subtle gestures are used to indicate time.
The sole residual insight has grown grime.
Categories:
punitive, analogy, bereavement, death, dream,
Form: Rhyme
Between us now a big dam:
When one weighs it: big gram!
I've just declined his fat ram;
Today, returned his fat yam
And it was a blow - A Bam!
No more his sweets in mouth cram
Arab against Uncle Sam:
On his high ways: Traffic Jam!...
Demanded parcels he'd got
To a friend buffet in court:
Tenant nuisance out to harm
Show The Law's Punitive Arm.
And they all went up in flames;
To me lips pushing the blames...
When I meet him, it's eyes right:
From tomorrow Eagle's Flight.
No doubt, I'd crossed mere Sawyer
While searching for a lawyer
Categories:
punitive, animal, birth, career, creation,
Form: Rhyme
BAT planted many seeds that brought him a great harvest
For which many held his ideology with august interest
With claims that Jagaban dealt with those political jagabats
Who knows little or nothing about keeping political stats
Since kingmakers hate to bow to their kings' orders
For which their branded deviants got their cold shoulders
BAT feels he should have a fair share of that opportunity
But like Eden's taste of apple, he soiled his official dignity
His celerity daily imposes punitive damages on his party
His ambition is heading towards punition and thus unhearty
BAT that should be adjectivised as the best or foremost kingmaker
Makes himself runs around like an unhearty shaker
What should be done by those hearty as bucks
Is vied by a kind that makes Aso Rock looks like a centre of bullocks
The swishing of the broom that has been sweeping
Echoes the voice of another that won't promote good thinking
Categories:
punitive, political,
Form: Rhyme
Among the unfortunates in life I’ve known
Are some who’ve slipped between the cracks,
Most are they who have their wild oats sown.
Practices in adolescence still make me groan,
In adulthood, still not grasping social knacks
Among the unfortunates in life I’ve known.
They continue to muddle through life alone
Still sampling the worst of addictions’ snacks,
Most are they who have their wild oats sown.
Life coming down on them like an old crone,
Basic life skills are counted among their lacks
Among the unfortunates in life I’ve known.
Still paying the price for a youth that’s flown
Somehow, they didn’t seem to grasp the facts,
Most are they who have their wild oats sown.
And now they are too far gone to toss a bone,
Society only wants to give them a punitive axe
Among the unfortunates in life I’ve known,
Most are they who have their wild oats sown.
THIRD PLACE WINNER
Written July 3, 2022
Submitted to “Pick-a-Title Vol 31" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
Categories:
punitive, addiction, corruption, life, perspective,
Form: Villanelle
God* --- omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent
verily reached down to me
offering His friendship and fellowship.
With trust in the Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ...
...I am endowed by faith that pleases HIM, all by His grace
Now, my vibrant relationship with HIM keeps on getting sweeter daily
making me affirm His attributes:
His love, indeed redemptive
His mercy, always restorative
His grace, truly rehabilitative
His power, surely constructive
His kindness, greatly palliative
His peace, divinely sedative
His precepts, wisely informative
His goodness, supremely creative
His statutes, clearly declarative
His admonitions, graciously punitive
His testimonies, joyously affirmative
His doctrines, steadfastly effective
His reproofs, compassionately positive
His commandments, authoritatively imperative.
*Revelation 19:6 ... Alleluia: for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth.
December 20, 2021
Categories:
punitive, blessing, christian, faith, god,
Form: List
‘Farewell’, we thought the Four bade,
To the angering crime of Raid,
And suddenly they vanished with Brown’s Motorcade,
Sprouting disappearing wings!
‘The Four Accursed Things!’
Off with a B-M-W of superb grade,
Its color, a firm promise never to fade,
And sleekness, a salute to whom had it made …
And into the matter stung cops said to wade,
Badly wanting their hands on them lay,
Plus God who had heard that ‘Farewell’ they’d said,
And wants B-M-W snatching sin dead.
Punitive whips must land their loudest whack
For car snatchers to not bounce back.
Categories:
punitive, corruption, death, evil, truth,
Form: Rhyme
A second is defiant
a minute is aggressive towards my dreams
flourishes a formidable mental anarchy
I creep confidently by the tail of a second
To the dejection of sympathizers
The patience of my sympathizers tires me
Waiting for the minute of abortive strife
Anticipated steps abrogated
Triumphant move trails the second
When fear surrogates confidence
Hope carries away the receiving end
Pain being exacerbated by giving
To bond the two sides
For passionate diffusion
Carrying hope together
Sending waves beyond normal.
The prologue was so pulsating
With punitive ideas meant to probate
pummeling the frail wasn't prolific
the effort of maternal Ponto punch,
but made it abreast with the potent
pseudo abrogate of stitch made it puck
the accord was to prelude penal
disloyalty chastens from pudenda
we swore the cause by purity
now we stand exhibiting
enjoying our terrifying purl
Categories:
punitive, betrayal, love,
Form: Free verse
Hate
In civilized quarters, an outrageous obscenity:
Unwashed, perishing pant
And, for real, a dismaying insanity,
When a hater heatedly rants
At his subject of unusual dislike,
Whom he would’ve loved to strike:
His heart hammering vessel –damaging beats,
His head contending with an ache a doctor treats.
With hate, nothing is normal any more,
Haters best action, an unsightly sore,
With glances that like dagger stab
And fast breathing that would air grab
And reflections on hundreds of things
United by Death with wings!
Hate is the firmest shutting
Of the outlet to delicate love
And trust me - mortifying hitting
Of a non owner of even one boxing glove.
Knowledge of enemy’s demolishing fate
And serial number on Satan’s punitive slate
Comes with the Supreme Hate
Also, how long his success shall have to wait
Plus the exact date
Of the unlocking on his behalf of cemetery’s gate.
Categories:
punitive, conflict, emotions, war,
Form: Rhyme
Guys eyeing a staggering ransom
And willing to unleash the gruesome
The senders to follow their uncomfortable instructions
Or get ready for the unpleasant ructions.
In a matter of minutes gagging protesting lips
On disobedient backs landing punitive whips
A chaining of the resisting limb,
Hopes of rescue making slim.
In unthinkable venue detaining their captive
Before him testing their firearms bloody active
Any twist or turn attracting a warning shot
Unplanned funny moments punches tropically hot.
A hostage wishes things won't be savage
A dumping all day long like garbage,
His voice at the mercy of silencing sellotape
Body to the immovable tied against escape.
Kidnappers like bandits behave
Thesame choices of weapons making
Between knives so razor sharp they can shave
And hand guns that won't injury be faking.
Categories:
punitive, poems, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
She searched for faith in disbelief. The Buddha on the mantlepiece
had taken off his loincloth over night and stared her in the naked eye.
A candle from last night’s prayer still flickered and the fragrance of
sandalwood had survived nightmares and irreverent dreams. A mouse
had left some droppings at the base of the statue, must have sought
shelter from the rat race of life. ‘Never hurt a sentient being’. In her
mind Mary Magdalene had kissed the fat belly and in turn her cross had
abandoned its punitive lure.
found peace in disguise
blessing of awakening -
long road to freedom
07th July 2020
Categories:
punitive, faith,
Form: Haibun
Upon my intransigence, I seek solitudes,
sovereign of their state…
Pertaining to my pensive pertinacity,
rigidity reigns supreme…
Idol inflexibilities sustain my endurance,
thus my punitive perseverance ponders still…
For love be the catalyst that displaces my fortitude,
my firmness, my patience, my stamina staggers…
My valorous veins victimized with a wounded will,
I lay to rot a mortified morsel a malignant mammoth...
But yet I hold ground, entombed by the presence of love,
harpooned through the heart,
enslaved by its tentacles of tenacious tyranny…
For I am a man of vigorous valor,
violated by the view of Venus.
July.13.2019
Intransigence Poetry
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Placed 1'st...Thank You
Categories:
punitive, conflict, love, relationship,
Form: Free verse
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.
Categories:
punitive, anger, introspection, self,
Form: Free verse
Blacked Heart
Within the blackness blissed lies the love that has been missed
For within the miasma mist a darkish deprived heart does resist
Of the silenced sounds heard escapes a lonely wounded word
Of the slumbered souls spurred amidst the dormant eyes blurred
Amongst the burials buried blind my lamenting love is left behind
In a clustered cave confined echoes of a manqué mind maligned
For in a cathedral chastised chant my thoughts in a ravaging rant
In a primal punitive pant bled emotions erected in a penile implant
Where my apocalyptic asylum stands ruling tyrant of sin commands
And demons dream of wastelands I parochially pray with idle hands
My heart a deeper dark by the hour is left in a storm a fragile flower
Upon this shattering shower ardently abandoned with a dying dour.
Music by Enigma - 'Amen'
June.26.2018
Abandon 2
Sponsored by: Brenda Chiri
Categories:
punitive, abuse, anxiety, loneliness,
Form: Rhyme
Syncopated Soul
Voices of reason transfixed by treason, a heart murmurs in the cold
Echoes of depletion of a heart in lesion, a face in the mirror gets old
The love escaped and ravenously raped, a tired tear turns to mold
Where darkness dwells and sorrow swells, walking with a blindfold
Life a drowning drain of a punitive pain, a wailful lost in a whirlpool
With a destiny in detain a sacrificial stain, a transposable trivial tool
Shadows of silence in deific defiance, a master and his menial mule
Where winds are rampant and emotions fragment, a cunning cruel
I’ve always known and often shown, existence of a fermented futile
As I stand alone a despondent drone, spewing words a crying crucial
Idol illusions of seditious seclusions, my thoughts begin to be fruitful
Standing at the edge of time a new paradigm, a poetic pensive pupil.
Music by Sinamore~'Frozen Mile'
Sept.11.2018
Second Chance for the Unloved Poem
Sponsored by: Jesse Rowe
N/A for contest
Categories:
punitive, analogy, conflict, destiny,
Form: Rhyme
Walk and talk affection
In conducive tones
That fertilise attention
To concerns affecting real folks and their comfort zones
Where each critical move you make
Adds to their happiness in tough times
As for them you bake a friendship cake
To improve climes
In which they operate
Daily
As support and back up you generate
Weekly and monthly
When they feel low
As life circumstances conspire
To deal them a huge blow
That deflates their confidence tyre to retire
Their self confidence
Which sometimes oscillates
In a distorted cadence at a glance
That vacillates
Between positive and negative
Vibes
Sometimes exclusive and punitive
When scribes
Predict their imminent downfall
As life’s clock chimes
To call
For the removal of mimes
Folks can’t lip read
Without expertise
In decoding the love creed
Whose consultation fees
Folks can’t afford
Cos no price is high enough
To convert the discord encountered into a promising accord
Between the meek and the tough
Until a Reggae ambassador intervenes
To iron out pesky issues
By using Reggae means
So no affected party in a court of law the other sues.
Categories:
punitive, poems,
Form: Free verse
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