it happens when you least expect it
"et tu, brute?" were the last words he uttered
before falling down on his knees
a witness to a horrific scene
where Brutus stood with the crowd of assassin
with his dagger in Caesar's heart
it happens when you least expect it
Caesar's cries echoed through the halls
the hurt was caused by a dearest beloved friend
who promised to stood by and defend the empire
Did Brutus ever shed tears or did he ever stopped his hands?
23 stabs but only one hurt that came from the one who he loved
Aquel sinsonte que se posaba
en el balcon, apenas trina.
Al no escuchar tú voz sutil
cantando sin secar.
Y esos rosales que ayer regabas
con delirio, hoy se marchitan.
Pues ya de ti no queda ni la fragancia
de tu esencia en nuestro hogar.
“Et tu, Brute?”
“Who me? "No! Never! Nay!"
’Tis yon Cassius’ gig.
I didn't wanna any part of it, you dig?
Now, please ~
kindly turn your head ~
the other way."
I gave what I had...
she demands from me harshly
what I own and don't...!
we have food for 12 billion
we only feed 8 billion...
it's not capitalism, it's pure cruelty
‘Et tu, Brute?‘
(Julius Caesar, Act 3, Scene 1)
hey what are friends for
I’m unsupported
I feel at an all time low -
must buy a new bra!
Zindagi mein meri bas tu hi tu hai,
Har khwab mein meri bas tu hi tu hai.
Har saans mein jo bas gaya hai khushbu banke,
Us mehka hua jahan mein bas tu hi tu hai.
Mere labon pe tera zikr sada hai,
Mere har qissa-e-gham mein bas tu hi tu hai.
Chaand ke saath jo guftagu karun raaton mein,
Wahan bhi mere lafzon mein bas tu hi tu hai.
Jahan nazar uthaoon, tera chehra dikhta hai,
Har manzar ke rangon mein bas tu hi tu hai.
Zindagi mein meri bas tu hi tu hai,
Har khwab mein meri bas tu hi tu hai.
To keep his mind off his father's woes
Hunter became a Trumper
Soon his left foot started drumming
~ It 'mis-heard' he was a ‘Thumper’
fa sai lo ye say ye ah
tell me that you
love me
tell me that you
love me
Hera, Hera, might
nights find me with you
Hera, oh Hera
How I long to be with you
love me and leave me
Amor you must say
tell why you forward
to treating
me this way
Calm the wretched seas
make the rain go away
meet me on the moon
in the middle of
the day
Tell me you love me
Kiss me 20,000
thousand times
bring me
rubies and diamonds
make all the worlds
gold mine
stay in my corner
let the whole world know
I am yours as lover
and you think they should know
alway be by myside
Agricola……
so started Gaius Caesar’s last assault
a farmer, who we hated by default
for Latin somehow came to rule our world
as meanings of declension slow unfurled
Thus, were we tossed into the forum’s pit
to grapple with the words and how they fit
to stand alone before the silenced crowd
to read our mock translations, mumbling loud
as he, with leaders of judgement’s phalanx
resembled pirates as we walked the plankx
plunged into the ablatives and datives
for none can speak a language as the natives
and so we settled for our Cee’s and Dee’s
as Gaius Caesar brought us to our knees
for laughter accompanied declension
followed by a visit to detention
©2/10/2022
Latin Lessons Poetry Contest
¿Por qué tear dejó de fluir de mis ojos ahora?
¿Qué comiste de tal manera que dejaste de contarlo todo?
Creo que
debemos haber hecho algo mal
acepta el castigo por cada error,
Calla así
¿Qué estoy negando?
Tu eres mia
Cuyas palabras escucho
callado
Incluso si no preguntas
Te digo cosas sencillas
Pero no conozco el período de tiempo,
¿Por qué tomaste esa postura?
que comimos asi
que dejaste de decir todo
Tu Pac Shakur was a June Sixteen
And I, a June Fifteen;
Also, a full year my younger
But on our Third Planet didn’t linger
John F. Kennedy,
A bashed head, no remedy,
A May Twenty-Nine,
Like Tu Pac not a cat with lives up to nine.
Gemini Greats seem destined for the bullet,
Wherefore my fervent wish is that I remain a pullet
My everlasting consolation, our mercuric intelligence
The stupendous achieving with the poorest diligence.
Always The Ever Clever
To cobwebbed wisdom flinging 'A Never';
Of a soul crazily restless
With tasks striving even while listless:
Dying Laureate Yeats still pushing his poetic pen,
Perhaps thinking of another impossible ten!
Geminis are special people:
Both the seemingly simple
And the liable to cause a ripple...
Good bye to the late T. B. Joshua,
Whose healing of T. B. were sure.
The memory of yesterday and those Happy Days, that only in photographs can you see them. But do not touch or listen to them. They make my nostalgia flood my thoughts and torment my soul. There are memories that are sweet memories that hurt and others that kill. Every time I think if I hadn't been so happy? ... Everything was different? ! I need you! I need you on my side to be happy! The hours are eternal without you. I'd like to go back in time and stop it. And not make the same mistake of losing your love. Because life without you is not the same, I feel empty inside, it's like I'm dead inside. I don't know how to go on without you, when my heart and soul have stayed with you. You are and always will be the reason why my soul was lost her self in this ugly place called oblivion and loneliness. Accompanied by sadness and pain.
ARILENE H..
Contagion of anxiety,
a blanketing wind
Deafening all
with the force of its emptiness
Reclaiming the silence
—in betrayals of fear
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
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