Short Counterbalance Poems
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Love
Is God's
Weapon To
Counterbalance
Hate!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
14 July 2017
When the thread of balance
between inspiration
and disappointment
goes out of control,
there is preponderance
of misery
weighting down one side,
until with Hegelian promise
the arrow swings
to weight the other side
with open joy.
Can't do everything have to learn to
Overcome resistance to help
Need love to feel you can
Thank people and return the love by
Reward good deeds, dont have to be perfect
Own imperfections and how to counterbalance them
Let yourself make mistakes
A sense of the scared,where the spirit finds liberty.An everchanging interplay in perfect counterbalance.This reciprocal aesthetic of reflections synthesized in a balanced vision.Shadows and light,intense contrasts,circles, and squares juxtaposed in a filtered dynamic of visual pleasure
SEEMINGLY NAIIVE
perilous
contemporary
unmotivated
unprecedented
equilibrium
realised
in
opposing
rational
tendencies
of
a theoretical
edifice
in
counterbalance
thoughts
of
inward
visions
with
appropriate
potential
in
individual
concepts
of
unreflective
forms
To A Friend
Well, I can't say I don't admire you.
Being a pillar of Reality.
- But if you're open to those of us
Who live half in the world of dreams,
I'd just like to say, it wouldn't be unwise
To develop some senseless addiction for yourself,
To counterbalance all that stone.
The sea swallows the mountains, you know.
I have been rich
I have been poor
Rich is better
You cannot say all rich
Because I have been generous rich
I have also been selfish rich
You cannot say all poor
Because I have been angry poor
Also grateful poor
Rich and poor
Two circumstances that counterbalance themselves
I have been rich, I have been poor
Rich is better
an empty space
occupied by calm or chaos
an undulating vacuum
ear drums reject the dense stop
tremors trapped in a passive void
levitation upon the tongue
the grey between articulation
a cliff with an out of focus edge
wet mist on cheeks that isn't tears
reverberation in stereo
unmet by counterbalance
death by being undone
#3 placement
Through abyss counterbalance swims
Destiny is at its whims
The soul opens its rims
It closes its eyes silence stops hymns
The essence of dreams
The halo of most abstract gleams
The soul levitates in its extremes
As soon as destiny is seeded its growth begins in dream streams
The dream takes form
It is like the growing storm
The very being it can transform
And any task it can perform
Fire burns
Hell wheel turns
For solution soul yearns
To the Eye the path returns
Ocean great and grand
In underlined letters is to be found
Destiny connected to itself not fire around
Up there chaos and order are not fighting each other rather each has same ground
The justice might be the key
To get to the other side of counterbalance to spawn destiny
In that self reliant destiny
One can be truly free
AN ECLECTIC ENIGMA 2
A sense of the scared,where the
spirit finds liberty.An everchanging
interplay in perfect counterbalance.
This reciprocal aesthetic of reflections
synthesized in a balanced vision.
Shadows and light,intense contrasts,
circles, and squares juxtaposed
in a filtered dynamic of visual pleasure
Inspired by Jim Ede’s collection of artworks
Hear me recite this series on youtube under4 pen name ichthyschiro
Lightning transverses the sky
Omnipotence is just the base
Moon slips into a dream
Nirvana of silver blue light touches the soul
Time has no beginning or end
Counterbalance in spirit shines
The alley of stars makes a focal point
The planets, elements beyond divine control
The energy is apocalyptic
Not end but the beginning
Unveiling
In tears of the moon dreaming
The heart is set on blaze
Theory touches everything
Balance will be just
The essence is free