Truthfulness is a pure arT
Renders blunt when alteR
Uniting all chosen as lieU
To bless the inclined faulT
Hosting all one, all througH
Forever ties openness stifF
Untiringly glad of its burN
Lessening to faults heaL
National city of the mooN
Eagerly grows off blamE
Stock a beauty muse seekS
Such on earth is not a misS
Tell a lie and stunT
Read the lines reD
Use no drug for flU
Treats life a peT
Hang on the tougH
Flee far all flufF
Until facts become ioU
Lasting so tilL
No fear has its turN
Ells beauty's enginE
Sorting blunt kisS
Silence the likes of JudaS
Trust is the cement and bricks in relationships
unseen, yet every wall depends upon its strength.
Without it, love is only scaffolding; it cannot stand.
Trust is also egg and glass,
once shattered, no apology can mend each crack.
You may gather every shard, but the fracture remembers.
So handle it with reverent hands,
more precious than gold, more fragile than breath.
For trust is not rebuilt it is re-earned, slowly, in silence,
through choices that prove you worthy of what you hold.
I
Parts I and II juxtaposed "science versus faith." Yet, both parents and politicians say "TRUST ME, I KNOW" ... the results lie in shards & dust all around this universe.
II
Faith is for your need, not your greed.
III
Faith feeds on thanks, as success feeds on acknowledgement (or validation). See Psalm 90. Shalom, shalom
Living floats among day and night,
Crawl within a seemly steady stream,
Shift a person or a thing in its fright,
It encounters a bewitching scheme.
What a forsaken and cruel shire on society,
This world's commotion enacts pathetic,
That quiet, little voice of internal serenity,
Whose withering twilight adheres to panic.
After declaring what we can, the full is lost,
Whatever scraps of love are that clung to us,
While the one device that bears is exhaust,
Pitch the idea we've reared to roll the grass.
Or if you clutch every unit in the world,
Yet at life-ending, we gather a final breath,
Screams of utter despondency are gnarled,
The genuine wishes never procure breadth.
Obsolete decrees on respected wisdom,
Lurch amidst wooden mystical shrines,
Where insight is set in etches a gnome,
This is the spirit of our dove twines.
Written: May 12, 2022
As we bow to receive thee blessings
May our soul be cleansed
As we acknowledge the holy spirit
May we accept who we are
Thee manifestation has begun
The hymn is being sang
The trumpets has been blown
The vocal chords are accurate
Be still, still always
What is written cannot be erased
The drums have been played
The note have been published
The finger has been pointing
Be humble, humble always
What is been planted will bear its outcome
As we celebrate our uniqueness
May we be true to ourselves
As we build the legacy
May we be faithful to the purpose
The dream has come true
Self
True Heart
Absence of Falsehoods
Dedication to Total Truth
Integrity in Word and in Deed
September 9, 2020
7:20pm PST
Dedicated to all those in my life
who are fearless to be who they
are, in the face a hostile and
indifferent planet!
Thank you for a path to follow!
Panagiota
A-uthor's
N-atal
G-reetings
E-xecutes
L-ines
I-n
T-ruthfulness
O-nce
L-itterateur
O-f
P-oem
E-mploys
Z-est
Topic: Birthday of Angelito Lopez (March 24)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Truthfulness is a pure arT
Renders blunt when alteR
Uniting all chosen as lieU
To bless the inclined faulT
Hosting all one, all througH
Forever ties openness stifF
Untiringly glad of its burN
Lessening to faults heaL
National city of the mooN
Eagerly grows off blamE
Stock a beauty muse seekS
Such on earth is not a misS
Tell a lie and stunT
Read the lines reD
Use no drug for flU
Treats life a peT
Hang on the tougH
Flee far all flufF
Until facts become ioU
Lasting so tilL
No fear has its turN
Ells beauty's enginE
Sorting blunt kisS
Silence the likes of JudaS
truthfulness
the out dated word
this is the wild forest
here live animals
barbarism there is fabricated
as civilized
hungry belly dies on hungry;
greedy rich lives on diet
according to physician prescription
truth is bastard child of wicked enjoyment!
where lie is legal insemination of bonded love!
oh! truth has no right to live independently
in this poisonous ruling world!
09.04.2020 Chattogram
reliance relation and responsibility
discouraging wrong our ability
science arts and culture for success
how do i know
who i have to bow
always considered God
accept with nod
Believability and Truthfulness
By Franklin Price
10/6/2018
Believability and Truthfulness
Are often not the same
Politicians, very often,
Think they're only just a name
What happened to those good old days,
When a man's word was his bond?
What could it hurt to stretch the truth
From coast to coast and then beyond?
So far, in this century,
Washington has shown the way
When truth does not produce for them
They try believable to say
Lately that's not working
They've stretched them both until they've popped
It's time to tell the truth again
And this playing games is stopped
If you,ve followed their example,
Lied for your party's hope
You have cursed your reputation
Should have your mouth washed out with soap
I believe the politicians
And the truthful words they say
This stanza writ with fingers crossed
And tongue in cheek today
1.What truthfulness is that?
uttering harmless words.
2.Lies replace truthfulness if
free from evil.
3.Knowingly avoid lies otherwise
one shall repent.
4.True to one’s soul
live among mankind.
5.One’s truthfulness succeeds him
above charity, reparation.
6.No virtue without falsehood
which acquires charity.
7.Charity. practicing truth regularly
better undo unwanted.
8.Water cleans external-body, truth
purifies the heart.
9.All other lights worthless
truth illuminates wise.
10.Truth is supreme among
our analyzed realities.
…………………………………
Dedicated to Thiruvalluvar(31B.C), the author in Tamil
Translated by S.Kandasamy, MUSIRI, TAMILNADU, INDIA
Published in poetrysoup.com on 15-12-13
The secrecy of truthfulness is based on the plinth of constructive fairness
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