“ Love By Any Definition ” ~ be about admission ~

 

Love,

Be what you sense,

Bowing to your feelings…

 

Love,

Be dreams

That come to be…

 

Love

Be thought

Provoking fantasies, 

Wanting of reality…

 

Love,

Be images

Of cloudy definitions,

Coming into focus…

 

Love,

Be emotions

You hope share,

That will not fade…

 

Love,

By any definition

Be about admission!

 

 

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“ The Have and The Have Naught ” ~ be life’s comedy ~

The have naught, ebb

With life a tragedy,

Trapped in a web

Of apathetic reality,

Man will so scheme

Endemic of betrayal,

To attain his means…

 

Ergo haves, we may agree

Live pithily said comedy,

For they especially                                      

Of careless objectivity,

Destine their domain

In animate fantasy,

Suffering not inequity

The while feign humane!

“ What Price Serenity ” ~ for quietude I seek ~

My wants,

More self-indulgent                       

Than essential

Be dwindling now,

As I compose

To thus appease,

A mind at times

Neglectfully in need…

 

I’d worried some

Of human habits

I struggle to let go,                                      

This mortal urge

That one so finds                                          

Bent still akin

To Babbitt kind,

The while hardly

Be sufficient time

To nourish soul,

Now meagrely mine…

 

Hence hasten I

To now replace

All glitters false,

That I may face,

Lest suffer risk

The quietude I seek,

No matter be

This price one paid

Alas to gain serenity!

“ Merchant of Greed ” ~ the gods did fashion ~

On day six

The gods did fashion

A creature thick

They labelled man,

Save on day seven

Concept was panned,

As but a failed trick,

And forced to confess

‘Twas their worst yet,

This lowest living form

The world would get,  

And gods coined human …

 

Thus without a soul

Ingredient main

In held man’s role,

Ideated in its stead

Implanting greed

To complete its head,

Yet would err apart,

By the omit of a heart…

 

Hence till all be dust

This fashioned man,

Be a merchant of greed

Who’d forever fuss,

To feed an inexorable lust!

                                                  

                                              ~ a cry for woman to usurp,

                                                         considering man’s record ~

“ Temperamental Way ” ~ instrument of reactivity ~

Temperament,

You diabolical

Disposition

Of peculiarity,

Pulling or pushing

Unpredictably,

Confounding

My postulation

Op purposeful state,

I could but hope

This not be my fate…
 

Temperament,

You an instrument

Of reactivity,

Able to incite anger

In wrathful manner,

Ensue with sorrow

Beyond the matter…

 

Temperament,

You have me blocked

Waiting in the shadows

Like a helpless hock,       

I search where to begin

Wouldst find to stay,

One’s temperamental way!

“ Mesmerizing Eyes ” ~ would be denied ~

There’s a look

In those eyes,

So provocative

They mesmerize,

Yet she’s denied

By vacant guise,

What suggests

View marginalized,

For his incline

Be not of accord,

With her bold design…  

 

Tho she leans closer

To tempt approval,                                       

Of her sultry lure,

It fails to entice

His lack of taste                                                       

For female delight,

Despite the pleading

That lies in her eyes,

The gods had created

To want  mesmerize!

“ Illusions ” ~ shades of confusion ~

I’d imagined

Feeling free

Mesmerically safe,

From illusions

In shades of confusion…

                                                                                   

While illusions fade

In hues adrift

Of our imaginings,

Some adorned

Of jagged thorns,

Veiled in silken traps

Linger on perhaps, 

Yet others lie hid                                                                                    

Propitiously borne,

Laudably worth a bid!