You seem immune to worry or concern,
you haven’t a care in the world.
Perhaps you think you’ll somehow live forever
defying laws that have ruled time itself.
Disturbs me to see time wasted away.
Are we possibly stuck at an impasse ~
tangible reality juxtaposing mundane absurdity?
You close your eyes the world stops,
how are you so carefree?
Perhaps you cater to the ludicrous delusion
that by ignoring time you’ll outrun it.
Pains me to see time wasted away.
I’m beyond comprehending such nonchalance,
time is irrefutably a most valuable commodity.
Moments elapsed are irreversibly gone ~
their squandering an unforgivable crime.
Kills me to see time wasted away.
Lineku: 3 stanzas of 5-7-5 lines, each line has 5 or 7 words
Your monologue put on pause
don’t interrupt to feed me more platitudes
~ listen or say something nice
- Wordku: 5-7-5 words
to not feed me platitudes
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Humility
Radiating to you. My respect. Be a ruler heart
Oh, waited, loved love. Just mine. Slave a life
My tear is your rainbow in your light. Be a love
I want. I want a part. I want to respect. Just you
Yeah. Please, open the gate of your heart. Love
Be a love. The boss, and save your loss. A love
I need. I need a part. Respect and keep a love
Hmm. Wished. Just wished. Always. Your life
Tell me. How can I love? How can I respect you?
How? I don’t know the way to your heart. Hmm
No map, no key. I had a plan. Killed it, you will
Wish the lost lives. You were our life. Singing
We are waiting for you. The time of the past is so far. Dark love
Lives need you. Waiting for you with humility. Me too. Love
Change your life
Please
Hoped love
Find your way
I needed to be
Your humility
I needed to respect you
Time gone
Pay attention
Your life gone
My was yours
Respected you
Your love
be alert and set boundaries
spend time with people who respect you
~ self confidence corrodes too easily
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
You Needn't Ever OBEY
WHATEVER Any Voice
In Your Head May
*Persistently* Say.
-Gray Squirrel
08-23-2025
everyone sometime in their life
may need a helping hand
if you fall from carrying a load
someone to help them stand
no matter if your a boy or a girl
or if your big or small,
never be too big then you are
to ask for help at all,
if you feel down and feel real sad
no matter what it may be,
find a way to get it all out
keeping it is never healthy,
never think that life is so bad
to think about suicide,
never let anyone or thing take
your dignity,self respect, or your pride,
if your pain comes from your heart
caused by a girl or a guy,
remember they are only one person
theres billions more to try,
if you know you have been true
to them but mostly to you,
then know in your mind,heart,and soul,
its them that dont deserve you.
At the monument to the Roman Emperor Hadrian near the Tower
There is no place to put flowers
But if they made a pedestal there
And wrote Put your flowers here
I’ve no doubt that
People would bring their flowers to the foot of the statue
Out of respect for law and order
What a good move that would be
And politically useful
Some rebel won't even notice
How he turns into one of the law-abiding citizens
He once laughed at
And now his rebellion is all about
Draining bottles and dancing to familiar music
When he is alone and feels free
Waving his hands in the air and pulling out a scary face.
what could i do
but stop and let pass
the funeral procession
for a beloved horse
who lived a life
fraught with nobility
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Silently, you gaze and cheekily,
and you pretend,
he doesn't look at you,
from gaze of his corners
and his expression
not momentarily
but too a simple wish,
as you blush head down
so silently,
being lovingly
sparks so fly
& notices
He wishes,
to feel your tease
and cheeks radiantly,
flushing like car fluids,
Dawn's not hung like heads
of a morning hunt
of the prancing rein-deers
being shot for just action,
for just being mammals.
What we need to respect,
is to snap out of the despite,
of the barrier we do create
and paralyzing
its better than
satisfaction,
we are better than this,
the lust of our skin
is the end of humanity,
love has a better feeling..
two souls aligned uniting.
voor CINDY ANSONG
Je eten is heerlijk
de pittigheid en hartige toevoeging
naar de schemering is een aangrijpende kreet
een gesloten lengte.
Als de nek van een giraf uit de wolken
die volledig tevreden is
Ik slaakte een geschrokken kreet
met een DANKJEWEL.
The Dalai Lama, who has earned
great respect and admiration,
has said that, after his death,
he will achieve reincarnation.
The school of Mahayana,
a Buddhist doctrine,
teaches social concern
and universal salvation,
a revered belief system
in his Tibetan nation.
The government of China,
with its history of prevarication,
insists that only it can decide
on the Dalai Lama's next manifestation,
showing complete disrespect
for Buddhist faith and tradition.
This atheistic tendency
shows no understanding
of trancendency,
and I hope his successor
will continue the struggle
against the oppressor.
Whatever you do or do not believe,
religion is a powerful force,
and the true Dalai Lama's credibility
will always be a matter of course.
"Im not doing this because you told me to
Im doing this because I feel sorry for you"
No, you don't.
You want love.
You want acceptance.
You're scared it isn't real
Scrapes and bare bones wilting in your soul
Waiting for your joy to steal
No home to call your own
The eyes are windows to a world inside
You wanna hide
Keep away
Ur led astray
These hands do not feed
They take
Then convince you are the bag dog
A stray alley cat deserves scraps
How about that?
Now I feed myself luxurious banquests
I CANT breathe at the end
I endulge and indulged, but now suddenly with the banquet
You find yourself reaching out a hand?
When I had scrapes and you were prepared for?
Choke on the salty essence of your tears
Oh lovely lady of ivory hair
How your pale skin shimmers in the day
How your hazel eyes compliment your smile
With teeth as white as pearls
And lips of a blushing rose
Your walk as even as a calm stream
And your voice as sweet as honey
Such a shame for a soulless shell
She holds such an untrue beauty
Her eyes as empty as a soulless corpse
Her smile holds only a wicked happiness
Her lips shoot cold truth only to disturb
Her walk has no elegance but holds only pride
She lets her hair display her envy
Dyed red with rage of rejection
Her pale skin shattered with broken innocents
If you see this broken woman wandering near
Do not ward her away
I fear she may collapse where she stands
Like a branch under unbearing pressure
Of being alone and unloved
I left because my body broke,
And weighed with grief, my spirit spoke.
I told you oft, I made things clear,
Yet pressure came—not care, but fear.
No shame I bear for what I owe,
I acted true, as you well know.
The key I left, the money too—
What’s lost beyond, I never knew.
I paused before I took my leave,
Awaiting peace I could believe.
No secret kept, no silent flight—
I walked away, not into night.
If coins are gone, then search and see—
The lens can tell who came, not me.
Let truth be light, let blame not blind,
Let justice speak, but also kind.
It is not my nature to love gold
More than the hearts I gently hold.
I always choose what’s just and true,
Without stepping in someone’s shoe.
So please—in Jesus’ holy name—
Let us be kind, not cast out blame.
Let grace prevail in how we part,
With no more weight upon the heart.
If threats persist, I will defend,
With truth and strength, I will not bend.
But still I hope for peace to reign—
For all to walk in love again.
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