Short Justifications Poems
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I don't spar with your half-truths any longer.
I don't wade into those spicy justifications for marginal behavior.
I've accepted it as the fabric of you.
I need to flee this chamber of carnage.
Some fancy to call it your heart.
splitting halves
battle unsolved
no compromises
no justifications
the price of beginnings
an endless sought
in the irresolution
I am caught
flawless in the contraries
the tearing poles of
my conscience
Assessment is evaluation,
Sometimes, repudiation..
Is it not what people wrote
The problem
But the interpretation
Of those who choose
To use it
For there own twisted ideology
Because they can't come up
With ideas of there own
Every Dictator creates
A vision which there predecessor
Would turn in there grave
Justifying
Do I have a paramount situation
That should demand my attention?
What are some manifestations
Of improved communication?
Are there justifications
For my expectations?
What are the causations
For my present irritations?
What are some adaptations
I should make for others' limitations?
Flawless love,
Flawless assurance,
Flawless deliverance,
All without money,
All like honey,
Better than any.
Flawless love,
Flawless corrections,
No manipulation,
No distraction,
No commotions,
Plenty of emotions,
Nice justifications.
Flawless love,
Taking away diseases,
The captives he releases,
Never friendly with sickness,
Never! yes never reckless,
He gives salvation to those he fore knew.
Friend Gone Missing
I really am in stupefaction,
As to what tore us asunder.
These Hallmark cards, once a year
Infuriate me,
More than the coldest glacial thunder.
With loving exclamations of BFF
proclamations,
Just stop your justifications!
Sadly, I must admit, technology affected
you with a humongous hit.
If I could, I'd crush your devices into
An overcrowded anti-social exhibit!
Panagiota Romios
4/12/2019
The rockets rain down again
With explosions ripping then
And the war dogs growl and rage
With another war in Palestine’s page
Hamas strikes and kills
With civilian blood that spills
Do we see justice again
Or just more hearts hardened then
There are justifications made on each side
With fists pumping against what they cannot abide
And what is left for the world to see
Faces pleading staring back at me.
© Paul Warren Poetry
At The Footbridge
Two Armies
One shoots off another salvo
The other fires back with gusto
Each offended
At the aggression of the other
At the footbridge
Foot soldiers die
In agony you hear them all bloodied, cry
War is a must and you wonder why?
Kings collect gold
Queens their ladies in waiting
Castles must be filled
With linens and fine silver laden
All with justifications
For the death of serfs and those of the invasion
As you wait
for a turn of fate
to get things
rolling again
You pass the time
listening to music
while pondering
transformations solidified
into transparent discrepancies
relinquished by distinguished
personifications that are truly amazing.
You drift through
happy circumferences
as you smile,
gaze into the distance
of truthful overtones
that are resurrected
with the ease
of a twist of justifications
dampening your quest.
The things that come from within a man
Defile a man
Not the positive
The negative
What happens is permitted by God
What's all the worry about?
Coming events as hey flow
Meant affairs
Without enticements blow
How to handle no one knows
Spirit to spirit
Makes the show
Light and dark
Balancing pole
The mind is a wicked thing
In God remain
Justifications game
Activity of a seared mind
One can not be
Without the other
Completion Eternal summonsed
Forever
These words came.
Enslaved by anguish.
Empathetic words.
That knows lost loves paths.
Endless enduring.
Painful rejections.
Unquenchable desire.
Numbness of heart
reaching inexplicable seasons.
Searching reason relentlessly.
Unfathomable justifications.
Hoping beyond all hopes.
Approaching forever.
Until… You entered my trust
Unlocking freedom.
Bestowing new love.
Now, forever is... We.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 29, 2010
Aghast!
Bulimia causes dizziness,
Eating fullfils gluttony,
Having induced jutting,
Kindly leaves me no option
Pertaining questions
Relating sickness to
Untold visions.
Wickedly xeric,
Yearning zinc.
Afterwards
Battling courageous,
Downing each fill,
Gastroenteritis has identified
justifications kindly
Leaving meals
No other person questions,
Relishing salads than unusual varieties.
Waiting x-rated
yummy zakuska's.