IN AND OF BOTCHED SOWN UNAWARENESS
Just unlock your mind,
And let its waves freely flow:
Frothing awareness:-
I thought you needed my help;
Me, loving unaware:
How unfortunate,
My mental awareness botched;
My mind blindsided:
Triumphant love shadowing
Forgiveness being denied:-
We reap what we sow.
To reap love, you must sow it:
Life’s divine wisdom:-
How could I have sown hate?!
Please God, reveal it to me:-
Ready and waiting,
Like a young ripe banana
Picked for love’s pudding,
Sage forgiveness faithfully
Waits, mixing in love’s pudding:-
Categories:
unawareness, allegory,
Form: Tanka
It has been said that we must love others
As we love ourselves; loving each other
As does the Author of love in loving us all:-
(Thus be food for thought if hungry)
Dwelling in the court of the inner sanctum
Of contemplation,
Sage mind of jurisprudence charged my poor soul
With abject neglect;
Not of cherished others, but of myself: collectively,
Me and I:-
(Thus be the entanglement of love of mind and heart)
Am I forced to take the fifth, lest I self incriminate myself;
Subjecting the heart to become a pawn to the mind’s jury?
For so long—innocently—I’ve been guilty of backward love;
Self-love collecting filthy invisible dust on shelves of my heart:-
(In self-trial: The mind, the jury; Awareness, the loving judge)
Categories:
unawareness, allegory, conflict, how i
Form: Free verse
Forgetting myself
Is not being lost!
Though as far fresh-aired
What are soaked in
Of all my freedoms.
Which state they host!
Without losing track
Of day-changes'
Slug-like shade-movements
O'er Nature's face
Sense of me only
Seen to misplace!
Categories:
unawareness, childhood,
Form: Rhyme
life lives everywhere
to live calmly together
but none is aware
-December 27, 2018 Chattogram
Categories:
unawareness, life,
Form: Haiku
Reality lies sandwiched
between fantasy and faith.
But the existence of hope
allows for uncertainty.
Authority looms in black,
with its rigid arms outstretched.
And swallowing human rights,
it defecates slavery.
Lonely hearts desperately
haunt the edge of dying dreams.
And promises rain manna,
on gullible, hungry souls.
Freedom fuels decisions
found only outside the box.
Conformity is rooted
in blissful unawareness.
Puppets get tangled in strings
dangling from fragments of trust.
And stumble blindly through life,
in pursuit of phantom dreams.
Categories:
unawareness, feelings, how i feel,
Form: Blank verse
A man of very restricted knowledge
With
Everything that he hears, disagrees!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
23 SEPTEMBER 2014
Categories:
unawareness, conflict,
Form: Epigram