Short Deserting Poems
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Fear of death,
is nothing else but God's deterrent for to
prevent Man from deserting the battlefield
of life!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
15 November 2020
Free, de genie
Philosophy
Rising Sun
Deserting Rain
Flying the fox.
Smash degenerate
Flying above me.
Trust him.
One, I say One.
No more of this suffering.
Tranctual System
I can't move
But I run.
pregnant with flavor
blueberries pulling at the mammary branch
ready to release
they drop
onto your tongue
crushed by blue-stained teeth
they roll
down deliciously
deserting
the tree
apropos applauding
seasonally
6/29/2020
face to wonder
Lord I'm certain
faces flirting
why are you deserting
with feelings as such
a world in a mess
I must clearly confess
to taste the wine
stand still so refined
in certain respects
forget what we meant
no coincidence
to take a part in the dance
all such for romance
I paid in advance
You’re squishing it
Look there underneath you’re sneer
My happiness,
It’s lost
You’re crashing them
With your contempt and disbelief
My dreams,
They’re forgotten
You’re crushing them
The weight of your negativity
My hopes,
They’re shattered
You’re deserting it
My heart,
You don’t want me anymore
It’s broken
Form:
Over streams
or above deep ravines,
they cling to the earth that supports them.
Having borne years of burdens, their bones are cracking;
the splintery skin of their once-strong arms now rots.
Threatened by footsteps - though few - they groan. . . .
for time is deserting
old bridges.
(Not in a contest,at least for now.)
Fear of death,
Is nothing else but God's deterrent
To prevent Man from deserting the
Battlefield of life!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 March 2021
* DEDICATED TO MY DEVOTED FRIEND NIKOS AND TO HIS WIFE, MY BELOVED NIECE AGATHA, WHO BOTH LOST THEIR LIVES, VICTIMS TO COVID-19 WITHIN A WEEK OF EACH OHER! R.I.P.! WE LOVE YOU!
Long forgotten shadows cowarding away
jealous of all they have lost
envious of the day
The flight that has landed them in hell
has departed deserting them
heading not the toll nor the bell
with every ounce of measured pain
bearing down on them
and driving the holy ghost insane
the featureless shapes sulk constantly
drained of all hope and peace
humbly,insatiably lost in humility
You messed around
and married a real
"pain-in-the butt" man
known throughout the land
for ripping
burning
completely deserting
then leaving
women hurting
his only claim to fame
is over reacting
and lacking class
a self-proclaimed pain in the ass
a crook with line
and hook to cast
things will never be the same
trade away your maiden name
to Mrs. Hemorrhoid
and wear his name with class.
Breathed noisome pernicious whiff of dorp
Atmosphere spawned by amiss vicious deeds of humans
Piercing in my physique
Perforating soberly in every single venae of my being
Wrecking, ceasing this substantial existence
Deserting me ... Lifeless...Inane.
Do I See a Trend Beginning
By Franklin Price
4/14/2018
Do I see a trend beginning
In the town of Washington
Congressmen deserting ship of state
Has more than just begun
Many now are forced to work
Find it's not a pleasant task
To help rebuild America
Is all the people ask
Your actions are our answers
If you can't be there for us
Desert the swamp while you still can
Before we vote you off the bus
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Dear me, Mr. Holmes!
Whatever happened to you?
Deserting your friends
and taking your life
You've caused quite a mess
and made lots of strife
Oh, your dear friend John
Whatever happened to him?
Without you
he appears quite grim
So think very hard
before you return
Not all can handle
that degree of burn
Dear me, Mr. Holmes!
Does my name ring a bell?
The day you faked your death..
I faked mine as well
-JM
Form:
there twasn't lights breaking
embarrassment
no, there is illusions of daybreak
i sieve knowing seas, lasting songs
columned bridges dangling low
on lustless ships
deserting grips
guilty spectacles, hived
crustaceous criminals
devouring sadness
bells fasting to rebuild glowing hours casting
italian imperialists
hunting burning forests with wine
liberated toddlers taunting grandfathers
inside of ticking guillotines
burning pouches of mothers milk
Im still in love with someone that doesn't love me any more,
So i've been trying so hard to keep them from deserting me,
I've never had feelings this strong for anyone else before,
They are my everything including my eyes which without i cant see,
Still i cant figure out why they changed their mind so fast,
They're now out looking for somebody new,
Not caring about all the memories of us in the past,
Now i feel that without them my life may as well be through