Single Minded Poems | Examples

Zombie

Mindlessly I will follow every trend.
Controlled in all I do by appetite.
Pursue it single-minded to the end.
But new things mean I cannot rest at night.

We both know there are many just like me
Who, if you don’t look close might seem alive.
Who hunger to possess all that we see.
Who think we need all things just to survive.

I search for what I want, not what I need.
And what I grasp will never be released.
There’s always more on which I long to feed.
My hunger’s such that it will never cease.

Consuming like a zombie to the core,
No matter what I have, I still want more.

Vehicular Guidance System

A sleazy greedy cheating single-minded
lying used car salesman with ambition
had higher aspiration hopes
of a top managerial position
altho' customer trust was a must
as the fast-talking low-life archetype
his focus was on moving their money
into his pocket with one fell swipe
so to move as much merchandise
as a man can possibly do
while on rota to meet his quota
he'd advertise low mileage good as new
yet of the hundred motors or more
parked polished outdoors and on show
when viewers knew not what to purchase
and wanting a coupe which would go
as prospective buyers they'd ask in dismay
the pointed all-important question
'Which car should I buy, of those on display?'
he would reply, 'Try my auto suggestion.'

Zealot

Zany zealot
Fervently on fire
Enthusiastically single-minded
Fanatical and furiously frenzied
He tries to convert everyone he meets
He cannot get a job, has had twelve interviews
We cannot help him, he is a selective listener
If it does not fit with his schemata, he does not hear it

As A Third Person BIO

Three years he took delight in the embrace of his mother.
He lived, his mother's love and care replaced by no other

Love for God and every being grew with him as he grew.
As desert daisies and blissful birds, divine care he knew

From his teachers and nature, the teacher, wisdom he gained
In credence, courage, honour, and humbleness, he got trained.

Love for uprightness and joy of freedom dawned day by day.
The null and void earthly life too choked him in every way.

He penned something always. Did he know what he truly wrote?
On seas of fancies, like a weightless wood, he used to float.

He might be a bit reckless and foolish in his dealings.
He's not crooked yet; he's sensitive to others' feelings.

Right, not might and concord of physique and psyche, he knew
From the fairness of all beings, his source of life, he drew.

In his love and care for the poor and weak, he's not blinded.
Like tigers, lions, wolves, bears, and beavers, he's single-minded.

Divine Madness

Euphoric, I rush to you, Lord, unaware I'm naked.
In your presence, my physique and psyche are elated
On my way, I trampled them—thus my kith and kin complained.
In my mad, single-minded pursuit, had I gone harebrained?

Am I a rebel that I've given up all social norms?
Drunk with your thoughts, have I forgotten all gregarious forms?
My home and all within it, seem to me nonexistent.
In my sleeping and waking I've become inconsistent.

I'm filled with hallucinations of heaven day and night.
With devils and furnaces, in my nightmares, I often fight.
I feel your Spirit flowing like a stream and washing me.
From my sins of commissions and omissions, I rise free

Transcending each mundane infinitesimal dharma
That fetters me in a birth-rebirth cycle of Karma.
Like a mad mullah or like a crazy priest of Allah
In each drama, am I not seeking you, the Param Brahma?

Don't Ask Me

mindless Frankenstein,
single-minded,
and her voracious, faithful dog 
with a seventy-foot tail, 
lifting carpets, sliding sofas,
slurping everything in sight,
with a bottomless pit for an appetite,
metal, insects, dead mice, coins,
fingernail clippings, fleas, spider brains -  
It gurgles and wretches 
over paper scraps from childish sketches,
embarrassing for a howling dog,
who wears his name, Hoover, in a stamp
on his bulging side,
a reverse Pandora's box of a canine,
pop him and you see all 
your old friends again,
dreams long dead, come alive, 
but he's roaring like a 
dragon in a Godzilla audition,
and he's got you in his crosshairs,
with a Duranteater snout,
as Ms. Frankenstein squints,
looking for hints,
turning every stone,
so, you gotta keep movin.
she's got murder in her eye.
she won't bake you in pie.
you won't even die.
she's gonna put you in oblivion.
every bit of dirt is gone.
only, you, the dirt king,
emperor of disgust,
crown prince of crud,
evade her tenacity.
finally, sleeping soundly
on a chair's bottom side, 
as she falls with a thud,
and Fido hides in the corner, 
moaning.

his mother could not fix it this time

he was ambitious
driven to succeed
stepping on others toes
smashing their fingers
stomping on their feelings

he was determined
single-minded
it was all about him
he had to get ahead
he had been pushed by a zealous mother
who always fixed things for him

he had never been responsible
for his own actions
for his obsessive behaviors
for hurting others
this time was different
his mother could not fix it this time

A pen when ponders

No sailor of seas on a long journey,
Nor gold coffers, just words of poetry,
Yet, precious nuggets from the depths of sea.

Gone to explore as a graying old man,
O rudderless with no more than a pen,
And ready to return with empty can.

Ye have explored single minded till now, 
And find it fruitless to take stock of wow
Bare of brickbats—a rule somehow to bow.

Shallow praises, if not hollow, of pen,              
On a dunghill as if crackles stray hen,
Shrill, vague voices that few care to listen.

Cheer up, ye chase no goal-pointed measure,
Passing an idle time, nor tame leisure,
Let your pen toil for spirit’s sole pleasure.
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Tercet |01.05.2024| poet, introspection
Poet’s note: In an age when scores of things vie for people’s attention, when nothing succeeds unless promoted and marketed well, a pen ponders. The poem is classified as ‘Other’, but it should be called a ‘Tercet’.

Turn Envy the Green Eyed Monster to you can do this, You can

Envy the green eyed monster
can be harnessed to achieve a goal

I currently have a want for fitness
it's eluded while my life was on hold

So I am mustering up my health
and working on my stamina

And feeding up my ego
because in the end its chutzpah thats its anima

You have to attack with vigor
and have a plan you adjust along the way

You have to be single minded
and self congratulate to make it stay

For envy does not really serve
and it can actually deflate your cause

Because you don't ask for advice
and align with those who have achieved what you want

For those that have blazed those trails
can tell you their recipe

It may be the thing you can exactly do
or it may be an energetic zing

But use your emotional energy
to fuel your restless tide

And keep an open mind
and move ahead with pride

Turn Envy the Green Eyed Monster to you can do this!! You can!   - Artimus (C)  Susan Manley 3/11/24 8:43AM

Jelly Fish

Jelly fish's transparency
Clear as day
Watch out for that sting

Enchanting, fascinating
Persistent, stubborn 
Single-minded

One-purposed life
Self
Self-preservation

Zealous as he pumps
Through ocean waters
Committed to survival

No yours
Not mine
His

Cast Down!

Vain imaginations, like clouds in the sky
Darkening my vision, and causing me to lie
Down, oh pride, and vain conceits, I say
Clear the way for truth, and chase the shadows away

Unbelief, the thief, that steals my hope away
I cast you out, and choose to trust and pray
For faith to arise, and doubts to fade like night
As I stand on promises, and hold on to His light

Confusion, oh confusion, you twist and turn
But I will not be swayed, for I know what I learn
The truth sets me free, and brings clarity to sight
I cast down confusion, and choose to stand in the light

Double-mindedness, a heart divided no more
I choose to serve the Lord, and walk through the door
Of single-minded devotion, with purpose and grace
Leaving behind the doubts, and embracing His holy face

I cast down these foes, and choose to stand tall
In the power of His might, I conquer the wall
Of vain imagination, unbelief, confusion, and strife
I choose to walk in faith, and abundant life

Of Nations I a Fearing Nation

Casting stones into rivers, 
broken deep in the core.

The tide of something coming.
Rusted in hue lost in the soul.

The tv burns in its silent snow
as it drifts in quite lands 
of vacant eyes lost!

In the dreams of a former glory
of others cast in light
n shadows in a box
electric and dynastic…

A fearing nation lost without
and within, single-minded think, not!

Singular in abstract thoughts of truth
or reality lost and snow blind…

Eyes staring vacantly covered in night
a fearing nation of ill will and dark dreams!

And the Journey Continues

Five years is a lot of time, people say
But for us, it still seems very much yesterday
Those ten days
Opened a new path, a new way
The 'ride' has been enjoyable
The company sheer pleasure
Meanwhile time has passed in a whirr
Of course, rough patches have come
But quickly gone
The single minded 'Desire' has clung on
Destination still nowhere near
But there's thrill, emanating from fear
And the journey continues endlessly
Our life's journey- just you and me

Human Rights

Evolved are the beings into the land of survival
Extending into the vast surfaces, creating boundaries, 
for they are involved in the process of progression 
As they spread, the nature differentiated them in the name of race
No disturbing of nature, for she believes each of her beings is unique and diverse 
Then came the beings of single minded reality, 
that indeed measured everything in a single scale 
Laws were there accompanying flaws, and
That's how exploded the bombs and the banners 
Fighting is an endless go for the sake of survival
As society changes, there comes an inequality standard, 
And that's when the beings come forward in a crowd, 
In a unison cried for the Human Rights, for they knew every sapient out there deserves it

I Will, Pursue My Dreams

A hankering for a well-of life,
Reminds me to focus on my dreams.
And assiduous itself, is my caliber -
That relies its origin from dedication;
Because nothing rules my mind, but the words,
I will, pursue my dreams.

Being intense about a well-to-do lifestyle,
Enthuses me to ponder on my goals.
And industrious is what reveals my progress and productivity;
Which is brought by tireless all day long day!
Because nothing encourages me, but the words,
I will, pursue my dreams.

Being ardent about that moneyed life!
Engenders me to contemplate on my professions.
And hardworking itself, is my best friend;
That keeps me me unremitting and single-minded.
Because nothing lies deep in my heart, but the words,
I will, pursue my dreams.

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