Short Misdeed Poems

Knowing not who we are, how to proceed ~
Soul's weary from misdeed after misdeed

30-October-2022...

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Misdeed makes fatigue 
Yet God gives opportunity 
To be good at least


-October 17, 2018 Chattogram...

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for thy misdeed
                                  I bleed,
                  in the fertile clay
    Like ungerminated seed....

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Stink to the core





Misdeed to accept
Better than bear stench of guilt
Shame rots soul robs peace...

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Tanka
There are two visions 
The irresponsible bygone
And the impending  
Together they disappoint…big 
As we just live in the now. 


Senryu 
Violent young men 
Use the religion of Islam 
To commit misdeed...

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Stomped by intruding and invasive breed, 
Foul footprint of this year is a misdeed -
Two weighty  boots with heavy tread 
Stirred quite a lot of dirt and dread. 
COVID and DONALD just will not concede! 

November 23, 2020...

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Temptation in lust cravings, 
Anger I do not seek,
Dispelled by avarice fears,
In vanity I fell.

True action with devotion,
Destroys every misdeed, 
Kill my burning desires, 
Beyond the gates of hell:

Mokesh in  divinity;
Atmas' ultimate plea....

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In this Season, they find Him;
Pauper's babe asleep in the barn.
They gaze skyward to ponder the stars,
And deny apostasy.

Colours red, white and green,
Chows, bountiful and green,
Carols musical and serene,
Alto, soprano mixed within.

You, plunged neck-deep
In Solomon's misdeed,
Now you can retrieve
Shards of penance and relief!...

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When I saw you I see 
eternity,
Love the reason I once 
thrive
Had you love me enough
Perfect my life be.

Agonised my heart in 
tune to pain,
Seeker of numb my 
medicine;
In thee my tempt to seek
Wine and merry making,

Dim shade of candle--- 
fake
I listen to your voice,
Memories of pages to 
stain my hollow scar 
On my wall of misdeed....

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Though the years he remembers
blue skies some that turn to grey 
an inglenook of burning embers,
verdant pastures turning to hay
the snow rides on Santa’s sleigh.

Yet here he sits in his lonely room
A case of dementia we are told
Now a silhouette of youthful bloom,
His only misdeed being too old
Another mind enters the fold.

© Harry J Horsman  2011...

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No crime did I commit against the State.
No sins did I perpetrate in their dark corridors,
Only obstinacy and disregard of their rules was my fate.
A commander and warrior I was against men’s evil power.

That was my only misdeed.
That was my only sin,
If sin it be in their world of rats and devilish creed.
Let God judge me, not man, and we’ll see who’ll win....

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There was once a president of strong will
Who didn't wish to swallow defeat's pill
Started an insurrection
For his power's protection
He even thought some congressmen to kill?


Fortunately, his scheme did not succeed
Thus, finally, he was forced to concede
He packed things ready to go
His ego took a huge blow
Now he has to be judged for his misdeed! 







© Demetrios Trifiatis
     18 January 2018...

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My neighbor has a "No Trespassing" sign
the police used to be there most of the time

it makes me wonder what somebody did
to convey folks to be unwelcome that he does forbid

he has two children and he's always been gracious
they have lots of toys though their yard is not spacious

he blows things up on The Fourth Of July
a fortune in fireworks that light up the sky

still I do wonder as this poem does depart
is someone to blame for misdeed of the heart...

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Face to face
And do or die
You can never have done
Things to say had fade
But somehow, somewhere
Today boldness has changed
 Misdeed or mistake
For right now to date
Openly is no longer reserved
“IFs” are as good as done
Because the heart desires
For real life
….is love
And love forever between you and me!


Dalila G Agtani 
9/5/11
Entered in a Contest Sponsored By
Michael J Falotico
Contest:  If You Could Say Now What  You Did Not Say Then...

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Closed in the jar of fantacy, Of my own utopian sphere, Where, In the hands of divinity all the complexions lie. The moral world with no misdeed. Here, domains don't get old, No fret and wonder what the future will hold. Life goes blissfully as butterfly, With every gleeful entities on earth. The sphere of eternal love and peace, same as beautiful ceaseless sky. Engrossed by the idol beauty of the sphere, I forgot about the real one. Suddenly, the jar of fantacy broke, As I realized and awoke...

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