A gong sounds again
Squalled with familiar war cries
Bringing me on my feet again
To pick the best tools, drop the fries
One more bite and I’m the next casualty
Picking military regalia, dress down to the task’d
My alert generals whine, pumping grit in my faculty
So I can dodge through the strictness unfrisk’d
Doing rehearsals amid fear
Just to stay put with the adversary’s whim
To never forget his tactful enticing tear
At the expense of my sympathy grim
Am not headed for perpetual fall
For I’ve made out the trickery and malice in lair
Yesterday’s battle for crown in virtuosos’ hall
Really confirmed how emeritus victory and flair
Counteth not at the status quo
And that we can change yesterday’s outcome
If only we could be termed as the trio or duo
Of our grit and purged frolicsome
Selves
And so, whether magnate in our seedy residence
Or cognate to the salient diamonds
We shun perfection decadence
To only unmask dazzling splendid diamonds!
Categories:
virtuosos, analogy, deep, introspection, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
Tarefa
Desde sempre,
em todos os tempos
a tarefa de uma líder
é lembrar ao mundo
aquilo que as pessoas
deveriam ser.
A tarefa de uma líder
é viver a conduta
da grande herança
dos tempos virtuosos
e fazer sempre
mais e mais.
Categories:
virtuosos, business,
Form: Free verse
How can I be joyful in the mist of sadness...
when every side of the Universe is subdued by darkness?
How real are the glimpses of a possible joy:
awaiting me and not being stalled by animosity?
Come gladness to fulfill this imaginary vision,
without causing an undesired emotion;
come tomorrow and ease the burden on me,
I can't find purpose by detaching myself from reality!
Musicians,grab your guitars and flutes
and make my dance more vibrant than the slender dudes;
I seldom have been denied noble freedom,
and wouldn't I have rebelled...not to allow martyrdom?
Come and join me virtuosos with splendid voices,
invent another melody to make your music rhyme with my verses;
to soothe those lonely souls seeking a pinch of consolation
from flimsy faces that only offer repulsion!
How can your happiness be restored to its former glory?
Begin to change yourself and your worthless thoughts,
and achieve what others can't...without juggling with the odds;
and no reward is greater than the glimpses of a possible joy!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
Categories:
virtuosos, happiness, musicme, universe,
Form: Quatrain