Short Contradictory Poems
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suiters were drawn to her
she was reflective
what was she contemplating?
She seemed introspective and preoccupied
Women who are pensive are often fascinatingly contradictory
men waited for their turn
“Do as I say” “not as I do”,
Is this anything for children
To see when they are brand new?
The confusions of life,
Are at best, difficult to traverse,
So why muddy the waters,
With contradictory actions and verse?
You don't like 'Chav's'
you hate those who judge
Your open minded
with opinions that won't budge
You claims of wholesome honesty
are laced thick with lies
Your words are contradictory
still you do not realise
Form:
Its all about Jouney of stone..
Although its self contradictory
Stone, symbol of stagnancy
stone , immovable tense
out of ages n part of death
yet , image of God for many..
Stone ... You r everything,but nothing ..
Form:
Its all about Jouney of stone..
Although its self contradictory
Stone, symbol of stagnancy
stone , immovable tense
out of ages n part of death
yet , image of God for many..
Stone ... You r everything,but nothing ..
Form:
TIME: A BRIEF INTRORDUCTION
Time
Limited, limitless
Running, crawling, strolling
Contradictory as a paradox
Forward
ONE OF THE FEW TRUE INFINITIES
Eternity
Past, future
Flowing, unfolding, echoing
With us every day
Always
nature in all
its moods
weathered wonders
pictorially
portrayed
water colour
washed extempore
harmony
freed of drudgery
contradictory
yet
transparent
turner to the fore
opaque
yet extempore
Contradictory remark consists of abusive material.
destruction in relations to develop blaming serial.
Love and trust fires hate and jealous for what purpose!
good friend or partner become enemy with anger dose,
relation cracks as earthquake disaster a concrete building.
A good human
But a flawed lover
A good soul
But still a tormentor
A good mask
But also a mind gamer
This is human nature
Contradictory and contagious
Yet full of life
Brian’s Select 5, any form, any theme Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Written and Submitted: O5/06/2020
Thirty nine reasons,
to say no,
none to say yes,
as yet I do say yes,
I still do not see why I did,
say yes,
but that I did,
has to be defended,
and kept.
help me bury each one of those,
thity nine,
that I had raised,
neat,deep and fast,
as if they never did exist.
I now live,
what I've lived before...
Only now it's different...
that I do fitter now
of what I did before...
or do worse what
I didn't learn...
If I do it right,
I shorten my life,
if I do the worst,
I lengthen my life...
Contradictory, but true...
Then later, I'll explain... !
THE WATCHES
(For Uncle Bo…)
They both sighed contradictory sighs,
As each neared his watch to his eyes.
Both watches were made of gold;
One was new the other was old.
On the new was inscribed:
To Joe
On his 30th birthday.
On the old was scribbled:
To Bo,
30 yrs faithful service, everyday
There is a greasy odor in the air
At the window
across the room
the diaphanous wings of a fly
peal off accompaniment,
--a staccato--contradictory notes
to the stretched rays of a dying afternoon sun
falling on the face of my otherwise muse
And in her countenance
all I can see
is the potential of a growling dog ....
first " there's not time like the present" then they say "haste makes waste"
then "don't put off until tomorrow what you can do today"
"the more things change the more they stay the same" some say
and in the next breath"tomorrows another day"
they say "if it don't happen naturally then leave it"
then "if at first you don't succeed try try again "can you believe it?
Form:
Am the string.
Oscillating discretely,
The sways of pattern,
Calling for elation,
To come happen...
Am now a probability.
Never discrete, yet,
A contradictory distinction,
True absolutism,
And not a fiction...
Am a void...conclusively.
For within me persists everything,
And for i resemble nothing,
For i am all material,
Yet am not a thing...
None.
Am just...I.
Words have no more Meaning
I find myself Deadlocked
In an Ethiopian Night
I Could go recklessly on
But with what Hope?
Will I Glide on?
The Only thing I can find is woe
only woe, only me, woe is me
Voided since the start
I'm contradictory in Armenia
desert Mountains are more like rusty daggers
pierced in my stomach; what else is there but pain?
only pain, only me, pain is me
My poetry is scarce and short...
Contrary to life, is poetical
and long... and live its contradictions:
When I drink they feel drunken,
If I cry, they laugh,
If I imprecate, they suffer,
if I work, they eat a lot,
finally and contradictory:
If I die, they already told me,
will suffer from deficiencies...
That's why my dear friends i say
my poetry can be little,
but it causes damage when missing... !
Summer
~~~~~~
A time of year that I get the blues
That would be summer
One word eloquently says it all
And the word is simply, bummer
The contradictory statement
Beaches are cool, what?
Sharks, jellyfish, and stingrays
I'll see you at the pool
Although some good times
Fishing, theme parks out and about
None of this do we forget
But one thing makes me glad
When summers gone
I really do hate to sweat.
On the verge of extinction,
Yet battling its way out of my heart,
Like a bird gone rouge trapped in its cage.
Whispers promissory notes that its never too late,
Neglecting the omission of forgery.
Parents nagging for salvation,
But blinded by shades of deception,
I tell them I'll be okay at the end of the day.
Inspirational when all is divine,
Degrading when all is deficient.
Hope,
The contradictory standard.
The same mask
firmly held on the face
with a strong wrist,
no chills, no regrets, no shaking!
Nights in turn I wondered,
what is hidden behind the mask,
to discover: Nothing!
He had no face, only a strong hand,
a mask, contradictory feelings
and fashon´s weaknesses.
For the human condition,
Genesis is cyclically repeated
genesis gives birth to beginnings
genesis gives birth to the ends, too
Corina Junghiatu
Bucharest, Romania
You're an illiterate literate, a contradictory existence
Your stupidity is obvious, your ignorance, consistent.
You major in directions and minor in detail
Yet you speak in tongues and write in braille.
You base your thoughts off of hopes and dreams
Off of useless prayers or so it seems,
No one can dive into the depths of your mind
For it's an endless pit, an abandoned mine
Ignorance is bliss, or so you say
With that saying, you lead the way.
We all say that we are flawed
Then why do some point out to others their faults with their demon claws,
The words you write seem so contradictory in many ways
Becoming your mom and being like her more everyday,
If you are flawed then that your demons not mine
Trying to fix those flaws might work just fine,
But, pretending to hate and recognize whom you really are
Would be in your best interest thus far.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
You make me think and imagine candles.
Of beach fires and fireflies,
Thunderstorms and lightning dancing all over the sky.
Rain pattering on cliffs nearby,
Creating somnolent echoes of days gone by.
You make me smile, you tell me-
"wet and slippery goes on inside."
Isn't it marvelous how contradictory we can be;
Something about you, something deep inside.
A flame inside you, something so alive.
something that flickers, I see it in your eyes.
Paul Lake
Fear binds my spirit
Shadowing me with rumors
Of sorrow and pain
Desperation that grays
The very soul with dread
Almost black as death
Love opens my heart
Blowing joy into my mind
Igniting faith and hope
Caressing my thoughts
Whispering kindness and light
With laughter sparkling inside
Fear binds – Love opens
Contradictory approaches
Growing from the one
Who listens to the whirl
Of racing emotions within
The spirit’s breath
define what be truth
without an expiration date
with respect a consumer society
where-in time is change
even as constant
t's a contradictory reality
of negating
the negations called limits
of some defined actuality
with regards a relativity
called a perspective
mind formulating
irrational transcendental
constants of imagination
even such as halloween pumpkins
transcendence as roundness
to flatten in one dimension
as pumpkin 'pi'
stan sand