Shamelessly Poems | Examples

life

i am an egregious creature
my hands carry the weight of my mothers grief
my legs tied down by the burden of my father's sins
my eyes hold unspoken truths
that even the heavenly father would not breach
i am the consequence of generations
bonded not of love
but of something worse
the human condition
or is it the beauty of living so freely in darkness?
this has created me
me a person
where hands have freely touched
eyes shamelessly roamed
searching for a redemption i cannot offer
a hope i cannot promise
i hold love of a thousand stars
exploding in the night sky
my mouth bears the scars of words unsaid
lies freely told
i love she who created me
just as much as i cannot bear the man who made me
my head cradles the truth of a child



























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Crowned in gravel

I'm totally exhausted,
wondering if life is a car exhaust.
Maybe I'm just smoke in motion,
burning dreams for fuel I can't afford.

Or I might be just a windscreen,
only of use when it rains.
People look through me,
but never pause to see the stains.

Often ignored,
like tires only checked on
once I'm worn out—
still I keep rolling.
Even gravel can’t convince me to break.

How many needles and glass
have I endured
to keep the train moving?
Still they wonder why I creak,
why my silence sounds like breaking.

I have chose you
in every turn and curve,
thinking you were my destination
but some maps lie in silence,
and not all roads were meant to arrive.

So reclaim what I have lost:
I'm taking the sharp glass and gravels,
embedding them on my crown.
Let them see every crack I survived
my glory isn’t gold, it’s grit.

Today I’m shamelessly proud
of every journey, ’cause
it showed me new roads.
And every scar sings of motion—
proof I never stayed broken.

- Haiku X 362 - clouds in grey -

                                        piercing cloud layers
                                  shamelessly without remorse ~
                                     june stubborn downpour

The beat goes on

Since you have been gone  
A lot of water has passed under the bridge
 
A mixed bag of events have occurred
Leaving behind earth-shaking calamities 

Difficult to quantify 
As confusion like whirlwind 

Keeps spreading and threatening 
The very fabric of National Cohesion 

Nobody knows what to believe anymore 
As looters of our commonwealth
 
Keep spewing unbelievable theories 
From two sides of their mouths

Shamelessly going back To their vomit of years gone by
To satisfy the cravings of their current masters


While citizens continue to wallow in abject poverty
Confused and traumatized 
Where their next meals will come from 

As their purchasing power has been eroded 
By the demise of the national currency 

Clubbed to death by inflation 
And market forces 
Never experienced in our chequered history

Echoes Of Longing

My endless gaze never ceased to leave your side
The tint of your silhouette shamelessly draws me in each time
Your beauty fills the empty void of my life
And for you so I strive
Could I be with you just once?
Dashing into the unknown, searching vigorously with all my might
Will I ever break through our barrier?
The more I chase, the faster your pace
Your view starts to fade dimmer and dimmer
Until the darkness completely envelopes your shimmer
Was this the end we dreamed so dearly of?

We Came

You came outside the same way I came inside
Now, we will cum together the same way
Baby batter on our tongues inside
We come out together shamelessly
Shameful turns everybody on inside
Movement is felt in our membrains
Tickles between our ears and inside
Our legs are stiff and shaking now
Wanting, wonting love inside
Begging for more pronto
Pointed toes release all the more
Harder Harder we came inside
Pulling out whats left inside inside

Idiots of The Nation

Standing on the springboard of idiocity, spitting out lies  shamelessly. Idiots of the nation in the corridors of power.

Preaching shadows of democracy but catalysts of  democratic backsliding committing heinous crimes  in the broad daylight. The idiots of the nation in the corridors of power.

Their Satanic hypocrisy is the product of their arrogance and mental stupidity. Their big ego blinds them from ultimate reality.

Pretending to be superior while standing on the shoulders of the masses, the idiots of the nation in the corridors of power. 

Novel entities of society lack moral values, being drunk with power. lot of the mumbo jumbo from their mouth .

Turning politics into business of lies and manipulation, the idiots of the nation in the corridors of power.

Robbing the poor and destroying their nations, mischief-makers on the world stage. thinking with their bottom and not the top !

Climbing the ladder of success dubiously and ruthlessly, committing organised crime day and night against their nations. 

Idiots of the nation standing on the springboard of idiocity!

By Chanda Katonga.

that was fast

Already back in class.
Wow, the Holidays went fast.

Wasn’t Black Friday great?
‘Bargains,’ make my heart race
and the Internet’s my kind of place.
I can dead-on shop this time of year,
shamelessly, without the fear
that someone will be judging me.
I make some ‘passing effort’ to be frugal,
that’s what ‘black Friday’ sales are for—and google.
I bought my suitemates those techie gifts, to guarantee,
that they’ll meet with their approval.
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A Christmas playlist for this:
daweb.us/xmas/Christmas_21.mp3

Catch the Sun

The one and only way to catch the Sun is when you are covered by the sin. 
Only then you truly live 
even not knowing until before.
The so-called saints corruptly cleaned
lead the main earthly scene.
From the eternity they know 
how ugly they stole 
the true story of Her Mother Earth.
And they covered her shamelessly with so disruptive new observe
presented to the poor and weak heirs of this mighty spirited by the cosmic power Earth.
When the catchers though increase their number 
and unleash their power, 
the illusion will transform 
and this will bring back the one and only Love.

INSANE

I love your presence
This is driving me crazier
I'm considering the possibility of torture
Playing this idea in my mind
So beautiful, baby, I love you
I feel the butterflies fluttering
With every cut that knife makes
Deep into my skin
My dear,
You are so insane
Insanely, shamelessly
That almost stopped my heart
Literally
I thought about kissing you again
Too bad, I just imagined it
I got goosebumps
But I loved it
I got excited
But I wished
Feel your weight again
On top of me, making me lose my breath
I can't breathe
I didn't let myself suffocate
Because I haven't let go yet
This is very insane
What fault do I have?
I'm not used to
Living without you…

My dear
Anxiety.

Jack Horne It Is

Jack Horne, I can’t help but admit, 
Exhibits a quick wicked wit, 
His limericks, shrewd, 
And shamelessly lewd -
Oh boy, make me blush quite a bit. 

Such gift in my books is a plus, 
Bold heads think alike, that is us, 
Don’t deviate, Jack, 
From triumphant track - 
You’re sworn by a curse and a cuss. 

If you are to be judged by me, 
I dare you - express yourself free, 
Stay true to your quirks, 
To my taste it works - 
Your quips crack me up, that’s the key!

Avadhuta Gita Chapter 1, Verse 26

“As the self is filled by the Self, so is all filled continuously by you. There is no meditator or meditation.
Why does your mind meditate shamelessly?”


to behold its own reflection 
living light takes on myriad forms
each module though one with the whole
hypnotised by the ego, is lost in life’s storms

if we be but still in the void of polarity interchange 
occurring between exhalation and inhalation
when intent arises but before its action
these are moments of meditation 

ego is but an identity our soul dons
to assist it to safely navigate earth life 
as such in truth there is no one here within
our true Self is living light, in peace and bliss rife

the ego as doer or meditator simply does not exist
we are the light that lights all lights in this world
in time stretched silence ego disappears 
heart centric, flag of love is unfurled

Restart

Let's learn to walk again,
hold hands for first steps, new beginnings.

Not afraid to stumble,
or fear being judged for fumbles.

Nap anywhere without setting an alarm, 
and no thoughts cross our minds of self-harm.

Let's make cheat notes rather than journals, 
not to conclusions, but let's jump over hurdles.

Shamelessly laugh like when we had one tooth, 
and when we didn't think twice before speaking the truth.

Let's start again.
Let's be kids again.

Hey You

Hey you!
Yes you
Can you see our protest banners?
They are inspired by your poor manners

You've created an impression with your couture
You've shamelessly raided religion and culture
Recruiting from scholars and pilgrims
Fanatics who praise you with shouts and screams

Here you are looking all decent and astute
Armed with a jaw dropping loot
Your ear bent to "subjects" as their sire
And for a morsel, following you like a messiah.

Be easy in this republic
The cycles are truly cyclic
You won't be around next season
So in this one, employ some reason

Those who now bow will soon betray
The song, dance and quite now in array
Will find new recipients 
As terms are transient.

Be wise and build yourself a good name
I mean a reputation, not hot air fame
And soon history will be kind
To see you as a relic memory could find.

A Sacred Elf

  Intense, the sun’s rays
    light-headed, dizzy, her reaction
  A chill wind from nowhere
    stabs her, springing into action
  
  Is this the end, she wonders 
    gathering herself
  Throws herself shamelessly at the world
    uncovering ~ a sacred elf

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