Short Aristocracy Poems
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laid before me
is the hypocrisy
of society.
the atrocities
of the bushoise
and the aristocracy.
who shun their responsibilities
and speak heresy
to those that live in poverty.
Form:
What should we keep a royal family for?
For the society having Kingships to follow
Following a principal of everyone equal
Equal to be noble as aristocracy as kings
While not to be as arbitrary as an ignorant
A Queen by the name of Marie Antoinette
Member of the Eighteenth-Century Aristocracy Set
Told the peasants 'Eat cake,' then tossed them some crumbs
They tossed back a knife with a note ~ 'You die, you bum'
Pitter patter on with perfect ambiguity
Knowing only the knolls of the knave
Brave, brave sir, mam, beware
Aristotle to Aristocracy, I dare
Peasants pair and say thou prayers
The dusk-walker approaches
You are now, the forgotten little roaches
the ultimate aristocrat
would share his wealth just like that
not spoiled at all, not a brat
a humble listener, King Cole Gnat
He exudes excess flexibility
Soothing forlorn subjects at his knee
Understanding his responsibility
a fantastic member of the aristocracy
There is a serious conspiracy
They want me out of the aristocracy
Born a plebeian, I aspire to be a ruler
They cannot stand seeing my cup, any fuller
They come for my henchmen first
Then whet, for my blood, their thirst
I am going down, think they, without a fight
Remember my day will come, keep me in sight
Life of a celebrity.
You're always stalked by the paparazzi.
They don't even give you privacy.
They always pry on you in secrecy.
Like you're some sort of aristocracy.
To you, many are going crazy.
They are always having fantasy.
When will they cease from their lunacy
And their crazy conspiracy?
March 29, 2023
A spanner in the works
I have dislike of all royalty who stole the people's land
Their acolytes were given titles to ensure their loyalty.
Privileged aristocracy, the guardian of transformation
Modern days robber baron is a continuum to be sure
The people walk alongside gilded horse-drawn carriages
Cap-in-hand, wave flags and accept their lowly life.
Destiny says, submit to the status quo
It is destiny or karma for you to deserve abuse.
Free will says, submit to the status quo
as it is you fault for being born poor, ugly, lazy or stupid.
that you deserve this abuse.
From the aristocracy and its teaching of destiny,
to the capitalists teaching of free will.
It is the same thing, different words.
Form:
The lecturer behaves
in such an intimate way
not taking the standard distance
that is derived from the
model of aristocracy,
innate superiority
parenthood.
The students believe
cracks in the demeanor of the teacher
mean that knowledge,
power,
the power of knowledge
is going to leak
like warm gas
and that the teacher will deflate
hissing onto the classroom floor.
Without exception, throughout all time,
governments devolve
Aristocracy, the Philosopher King,
benign in his resolve
Timocracy, the city state,
landed and secure
The Oligarch, his army placed,
to rule in peace and war
Democracy, each voice to shout,
as chaos takes the reins
When Tyranny must force its hand
—as socialists have deigned
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)
Life is a song, my phone blasting the beat
With rock, travel quickly; with country, feel sweet.
And Classical makes aristocracy an attainable treat!
But I like the words, so powerful, true
Whether making me happy or making me blue
The poetry of song reaches the all, not the few.
So turn on the radio and soak in the vibe
Something for every person, family, or tribe.
Life is a song — sit back and imbibe!
2025
have desire to achieve personal goal
knownly this concept is called Ambition
take every step to reach his destination
truth was not being considered in ambition
rise so high to his every personal intention
popular general rule for every amibition
desire somewhat resembles with aristocracy
democracy doesn"t chase to any ambition
we would get one day in this world a prefection
aimee thinks ! wrong perception for any ambition
I intend to move away from myself
as apologia for sadness,
Could not give up the zen,
powerless, breathless, drowning,
in my skin, my viens,
sharing the existence of undoing,
what was something.
Nobody I am, connecting to you
by flames of aristocracy of pain,
for eternal slavery.
Primitive memory hurts. Give me your tears.
The world is struck by salutation to sun
I am free to put a mask
and light the dead wood.
SATISH VERMA
Form:
Reall,really,,dnt know prefect about bastards
Would be share little bit something about bastards
Whenever in any human,you find selfishness
Intial point for you to know about bastards
Have different intentions about himself or yourself
In history,this act has been done by different bastards
Monarchy to imperialism,aristocracy to now democracy
Many revolutions have removed many bastards
No comfort can be brought without humanity
Think please,amiee request to every bastards
A bastion behind the thick undergrowth,
Taunts the would be conqueror by its stile,
Formidable gates between wet moat slips;
Shudders with flagrant anticipation;
Predator moves the coveted attack,
Stubborn aggressor with exposed armor,
Ferments turmoil within raging battle calls;
Rigid struggle prevails in the soft torture.
Storming assaults in aristocracy,
Fades resistance to the raw terror,
Unleashed within narrow quivering walls;
Defenses fall to the invaded climax.