Short Disdained Poems
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The kings and the queens only divides us
we masses are nothing but a giant mass !
the world is perfect
by gods we respect
as we write our disdained omnibus.
(08.01.2022)
Apocalypse kindles
relighting the fire
Malignant denominators
melt from above
Savior disdained
pontificate’s stain
Tomorrow endemic
— in nuclear love
(The New Room: March, 2024)
Golden Bubble
The handicapped and orally challenged
Must not be disdained or estranged
Although they cannot reverse the mute
At least, they can blow aloud the flute!
Disability is not inability, so they say.
God listens more when the mute pray!
18th Aug' 2013
I speak not in tongues nor forks that brake
I speak not in rains, as the earthquakes
I speak not in things distant or disdained
I speak not in man’s empire but eternity
I speak in winds that roam the land
I speak in thunder that cascades
I speak in storms that reshape
I speak in lightning that makes
we
wonder
at Nature's
marvellous way
of converting sun's
rays into oxygen
and food for sustaining life
by photosynthesis in plants
yet hold nature's manna in disdain
choking, starving in the name of progress
~25 Jun 2016~
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The way it felt... that I couldn't
explain!
He left, my heart then
disdained.
Silence filled the room!
That day all I could see...
I was no longer Mena and
Mena I wasn't meant to be!
My heart he had returned.
He no longer called it home!
I was set free to fly, or was it
set free from the unknown?
He proclaims he is in misery
Broken hearten he is
He is so lonely that he could stay
In the woods for days
Depressed in his thoughts
He sits all alone, with his folded hands around his legs
"i'm in search of love" He mourns
"I’m broken down,
confused, disdained and
my only friend is my misery".
I sing songs and write letters
Hoping to thrill with colours
As love knows no dollars
I hope we become lovers
With time the ink of love drained
For I tried to reach when it rained
Seeking to correct wrongs I disdained
I cried out till my strength feigned
Now that we are here
Let us go nowhere
For if life be fair
Let none despair
Winds of my existence
seeking an unknown
destination,
petrifying the sailors,
going tainted by
the seas,
hollowing the sands,
disdained by
the pricks,
wrestling with the leaves
in shallow might,
echoing the tales
of immoral pride,
O'Lord,
I seek the direction
of your sin-free
wisdom,
You my only refuge...
my only conviction!
Crest fallen try to make best of something
Left lost for US no life of hope returned
All like dopes obeyed the sudden shifting
Alarmed adrift while pointless parody remained
Wracked with joyless laughing nature cries
Arrested skies attest how man abstained
Under cycle siege a reign of mixed belief
Advancing chaos judgement failing all disdained
A petite Midwestern raised child
Arrives at a Southern institution
And fears the labors of speaking
With the Southern children.
At first they appear favorable,
Then they taunt her
And call her “cracker.”
The Southern children
Disdained her, too,
Eventually.
She is a petite white girl
With an oval white face
And solid pink blouse.
Regarding this
Petite, fearful child
She might craft a story
Devising tomorrow.
Loneliness and pain creates a void
Dark shadows haunt, torment and torture
only reflective thoughts of happiness
Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul
It is futile to hope and dream
Emptiness is overwhelming
A deepening sea of nowhere consumes
And eats away at every connecting thread
Nothing considered worthy remains
Destined to walk through life less ordinary
Alone, exiled, different and disdained.
Form:
Child of Ham, image of Christ, gospelled bands
Ancestor of Melchizedek order
***** oracle of prophet, priest, king
Anthem to you with drums and cymbal hands
Arising in the Horeb of your power
Nations steep in Afric's legacy sing
2
Canaan, first of he who was last, shift
Ages paradigm, became
Again the heir to Christ
Nimrod's legacy disdained would uplift
Adam's curse upholding the flame
Nurtured in sacrifice.
1
Sometimes tears wet his pillow,
And fears often greet him.
He sits and looks through the window,
Hoping to step across sorrow.
2
He seemed to be an island,
He gazed at others in far land,
Striving to eradicate fear's command.
3
They think his errs will linger,
But he bets the world will wonder,
For he is to make all hearts ponder,
And prove the disdained too will prosper,
For an island isn't a lone ranger.........