Short Pitied Poems

thinks to end his life
stands on the edge of the ledge
hearing, jump, jump, jump...

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Two sides begging for unity, both can’t
a clash of rough edges gives a torn pant
air far from rosy
mind’s seats not cosy
on pitied maturity, looseness rants....

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Hanging from the crane 
is the end-all, 
the pitied and plain 
inheritor of pain. 
  
It drifts and dangles 
in the weak breeze. 
You can't turn the pages. 
Accept this and die....

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~   to win and be envied, or lose and be pitied ... both are bitter fruits   ~






~ 1st Place ~  in the "Winners and Losers" Poetry Contest, Silent One, Judge & Sponsor....

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All the other pumpkins teased him
'Til he wished that he could die.
"You will be no Jack O' Lantern,
You'll be turned into a pie."

God pitied the pale pumpkin,
Sent a heavy frost that night.
Before the children came to choose them,
All the pumpkins had turned white....

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Sympathy
opens my heart
when sensibleness
warns me to keep it shut.
There's danger lurking
in your gaping mouth.
Sweet words soon turn sour.
I risk getting hurt,
sympathy driving me
to rescue, to fix
the underdog,
though I know 
you want to be loved,
not pitied....

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They loved him.

They raised his hopes with words.
They inspired his dreams with promise.

They pitied him.

They encouraged his hopes with deceit.
They painted his dreams with lies.

They stoned him.

They shattered his hopes with truth.
They blackened his dreams with reality.

They forgot him....

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Insults echoing in my ears
The ones that dripped from the lips
Bloody tears mark my cheeks
As the blade tembles in fingertips
Nothing seems quite fair
As I hide behind my hair
Pitied by all
Looked over by most
Loved by none.
Quietly I scream in my head
Let me sleep
And never awaken from my bed....

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Oh, Angel!
When I was dreaming of darkness,
you woke me up to colours.

Oh, Divine anomaly!
who could grow plant-sweet,
under moonlight's shadow.

Oh, Perfect tree!
whom even White-hole envies,
and Eve is left pitied.

Oh, My sweet EVA!
your tea helped my hangover!
wish my biryani gives you eternal hangover!...

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War mars the face of Man,
Pitied, unpitied. Though
This be known to all men,
We realists connive.
Thrice-prancing priests in March
Have made red their faces,
Have conspired to despoil
Anew summer’s increase,
Overmuch not caring
For those about to dye
Crimson Plutonic plains,
To expire in the dark.

War, Mars, the face of Man?...

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Will of Tudela
Whose zeal burned for the white wolves 
Against Languedoc's black lambs 

Nameless soul of gold
Guided by heaven's muses
Pitied the southern pastures 


Poem inspired by The Song of the Albigensian Crusade, a medieval epic poem written by two authors who had contrasting views of the crusade (explored in this Sedoka poem)....

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Used to keep certain things to ourselves
   Restraint
We kept the dirty laundry on the shelf

Knew when to button our lip
   Restraint
We didn't let dark secrets slip

Rightfully condemned the tale-bearer
   Restraint
Pitied the heart-on-his-sleeve wearer

With 'restraint' now a curiosity of the past
   However long can friendships last?...

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You grasp "goodbye" like a dagger,

Knuckle-white heart squeezing the last drip of blood from your resolve

As you drag the jagged word across my throat,

One pitied kiss upon each eye to clot the wound, and yet ...

I smile, watching our memories puddle on the floor - an emotion undefined,

For you, my love, have saved me ... the trouble....

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I stand high on the podium today
Reciting my memoires clearly I say
I remember the times you mocked my walk
The days you turned your back and talked
Today I see you all look up at me
Listening to my speech so intently
Each guffaw is so suddenly silenced
Each sneer so speedily disappeared
I see admiration in each tearfilled eye today
But still I recall my pitied pleas echo away...

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an old photograph
uncovered from a cedar chest
peppered with dust
and frayed at its edges

how its subjects
smile with quiet pride
asking not to be pitied
that their time is spent

all of this family
elder and infant
bride and groom
are long since departed

fingerprints shimmer on its surface
traces of the hands that held it
laughing, crying, remembering
and I add mine...

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She was 
delight,
took just her smile 
to melt the cold
from their lost dreams,
in her palms she held,
everything, so it would seem.

She delivered on the
dark and dusted door
thier needs,
well in the corner of her world
she SCREAMED!!!!  
she SCREAMED!!!!

Clasped hands
around a pitied soul,
as she lays the body
bruised and soiled
but a hearty meal,
from a mothers toil....

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Voices pitied her exposed bust.
In it few could see what was just.
Disgracing A Symbol of Lust?
Daughter of Adam: Plain Bare Dust!
Wearer of jewels which shall rust!
But does it warrant baring bust?
A wise correction is A Must,
Yet not through channels  that disgust
Of wisdom wearing not a crust…

Wishes she were blown away by Gust, 
Forever she’d cease to Man Trust:
Partakers in her correction
Had all experienced erection!...

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what a waste of time in class
so boring, no student smiling
everywhere just rowdy
various muffled sound fill the air.
Am feeling sleepy 
oh! i want to lie my head on a soft layer
attending to my gracious scalp
I wanna forget this time for a while.
Bad news!, i have to wait for an hour more
I pitied my teacher, cant he see?
student are yawning.
please release us. instead he is frowning
Hun-hun i cant wait to get out of this hole!    @ Samuel...

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And here I stand, both corrected and a fool
Yet here I stand, both forgiving and willing
To afford another try.
Pity me, but do not pity me
I hate to be pitied
But my stupidity leaves you with no choice
But to pity me
I am with shame for two times is one too many
Given the crime, one time is far too many
You are, but lucky that you found such a forgiving soul
To victimise
A braver heart would not have stood here, both corrected and a fool....

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I stood upon the shore and stared,
I stared far out to sea.
To where the horizon met the sky
In perfect symmetry.

The shore, it was desolate
A lonely place to be.
Seagulls called in plaintive cry
As though they pitied me.

Alone, I listened to the waves
As they lapped upon the sand.
How I wished that you were here
And we were hand in hand.

But you were taken from me
It was not our destiny.
So there I stood, on my own.
Just staring out to sea....

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Although a hundred years
a man may live.
If he has within his heart
no love to give.

He has not lived for Christ,
but lived in vain.
Just thinking of himself
and worldly gain.

We know Lord,
that this thing ought not to be.
And pitied is the man 
who knows not thee.

For You commanded all
to love his brother.
Not loving just ourselves
but one another.

Our lives reach out and touch
we know not whom.
That love we fail to show
will seal our doom....

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There is no tomorrow
There’s never that day
Today is always our present
So, forget about sorrow
Just perk up and play
No time to sit and lament

I, too, have self pitied
I’ve cried and I’ve stewed
But, now I truly know better
So, wake up your city
Lest, dare not be rude
Just be a determined go getter

The point I am making
Is to never sit back
Come on, jump into the game
From life you’ll be taking
You’ll then be on track
As again, you won’t be the same...

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This is for the creative
The occult who forge ahead 
Against the tide that pop rides
In bridesmaids roles 
Watching from the bleachers 
The set aside pitied creatures 
The wedding video won't feature
For fear to tread the stage of fright
The shy ignites the afterlife and background noise 
Of cutting floor's and empty drawers 
Where enlightenment waits for those who chance 
Upon the fork the road will take
When following circles has run it's course 
And no 1 answers...

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