Once again
“Man”
Fails
A faulty miscarriage of stanzas and exhaled anomalies,
“Man” withers
Unto a Shakespearean passing
“Man” testifies
Verbal precedence above cedar scented opinions
While providing expired empathy to their disfigured reflection
Oh, how their insolent pride glimmers
Similar to Cubic Zirconium weddings
Oh, how their “manhood”
Falsely supplicates
For even “thicker” pride
Another daftly implored lie
“Man” inhales pompous remorse,
Gripping rusted axe on toxicant bosom,
Declaring knighthood upon ignorant crowd
Another verse of celebrated memories,
Sabotaged
Because
“Man”
Remains glued to authoritative eras of yesterday,
With forcefully dimpled “smile”
Unable
To surgically remove equilibrium's paralysis
…
But, humanity shall resurrect
Against demoted seer
To declare that this tide of “man”
Does not
Belong here
©Drake J. Eszes
Categories:
supplicates, corruption, life, people, slam,
Form: Free verse
A smile and warm tears
A hug and holy kiss
A longing heart at stake
A spirit supplicates
The Springtime leaves
As each phone clicks
To pack up all the pieces
Pictures and poses
The car door closes
To the end of the road
Running from behind
And waving out of sight
No farewells, friend
Until we meet again
Your face to my cheek
Sleep through the night
And morning will come
With change and open eyes
Still there're no good good-byes
Until the next hello
Categories:
supplicates, family, friendship, people, longing,
Form: Free verse
when the fear transcends
All over my pine body
I was pulled to there
The fear of blur
Ran over my face
The fulgent face of yours
Stared upon my sullen face
The ocean of affection
Foamed in your eyes
My hair hid inside
The rough green chaperon
My heart sucked
The mermalade of your voice
The touch of yours
On my stark naked shoulders
Relieved me a lot
The warmth of sigh
Supplicates for your presence
The agony had ended
The despair has commenced
Categories:
supplicates, caregiving, fear,
Form: I do not know?
My heart in motion
palpitates a wild tarantella,
resonates vibrant valves
and grieves for you,
my choosing.
Then juiced on devotion,
elevates a blue umbrella,
supplicates and salves,
in letting go,
fears losing.
The reversal of motion
integrates calming distance,
initiates fast retreat,
this failing heart
lest I forget it.
No more to cry an ocean,
abdicates my once insistence,
resuscitate a love so sweet
become my life,
and not regret it.
Categories:
supplicates, life, love, heart, heart,
Form: Verse
Melancholic solstice of the soul
tears along the broken line equator
of a heart. A chasm ripped to separate
and isolate the weathervane
blown madly out of orbit.
And would the angels stoop to shift the sun
that substance and coherence might evolve
the order. Defining love will edify
and amplify the teachings
drowned in silence.
Life-affirming quadrants of desire
with sextant measured distance from the
molten star. Slow advances, veiled defences
and dispenses the manifest
held ever in your thrall.
Time is all it takes to still the past,
quell the tiny voice that supplicates
the ego. Patient arts, wistful reverie
and gradually the sun
becomes your own.
Categories:
supplicates, life, love, sun,
Form: Verse