“ Perhaps ” ~ he’ll not admit ~

His irrelevance
To a discomfited spirit,
Evasively duplicitous
He’ll not admit,
Says perhaps
What’s left of feelings
Has him camouflage
His immoral guile,
For his commits
He wants believe
They be a proper fit!

“ A Near Dead Soul ” ~ draped in defeat ~

A near dead soul

Bled of iniquity,

Hobbles his way

Draped in defeat,

A façade now surly

Etched on his face,

Burdened with gait

That once held grace,

Who journeys in hell

From wrongful deeds

His mind can’t dispel,

Now sadly bears fate

That mirrors his hate!

ode to death of a friendship

“ A Woman’s Mind ” ~ discerns neath the surface ~

There’s a place
In a women’s mind,
Has visual acuity
Which envisions,
The innate grace
Of another’s face,
Neath the surface
Of a ravaged hide,
Discerns axiom’s bide…

‘Tis said her insight
Detects beyond
The fated decline,
As seen thru her eyes
Points to hindsight
That enables obscure,
The scaring havoc
Of life journey’s tour,
Save lives within
Speaks clear of time
Marred by chagrin,
Finds actuate her acuity!

“ Propensity on Deleterious ” ~ of insidious feed ~

From held view

For propensity

On deleterious,

Sad be slim aim

To perceive fix,

Wants relieved

Of insidious feed!

“ Impotence ” ~ a wall oblique ~

In fragile innocence

Finds first originate

The face of boundaries,

That which means feed

Limits inherently held,

Until we’ve broken thru

Our childhood impotence,

Thus to survive confines

Said then a wall oblique,

Till child be the man

He was destined so to find!

“ A Hyphenated World ” ~ holds fitting guise ~

‘Tis a fitting guise
This hyphenated world,
Of hyphenated people
Barely joined together,
By shortest of lines
Save desperate times,
If but to stay alive
Until next apprise,
Holds indefinite man
That we may not survive,
Yet when discord subsides
Thus wanting to encage
He’ll once more fractionize,
By manipulating wage…

In a language to divide
That largely means create
A hyphenated bide,
For a trusting populace
Heedless of words unwise,
Hence fixed to engage
By a language brigade,
Who finds spread confusion
Among the lesser wise,
Hence maximized demand
To maintain the disguise,
Of a hyphenated man
Who powers world divides!

“under the guise of friendship,
he betrayed them”

“ What Will Hold Sway ” ~ to be rid of hate ~

 

One ceases wonder

What might hold sway,

On yet reached state

Gone beyond late,

Would set us free

In time be rid of hate,

To not play race

Nor creed or faith,

Means embrace bait,

Preached by man dubious

In a dogmatic place,

In grips now held as bold

Where power so extols,

Man would find to call fate!

 

ode, to the overpowered by hate,
the world over…

 

“ Life ” ~ not at any price ~

Life by any means

Tho not at any price,

Thus seizing hope

To live a slower life,

Time hasn’t yet stole,

Believing we can cope

Years of certain toll,

Life will find extort

As barter for a soul,

If to extend one’s life

And render it near whole!

“ Declaring ” ~ a sense of egress ~

He’d find declare

The need to share

A sense of egress,

Tho rather late

Surrenders regrets,

One might describe

Feeling less than alive,

Till fortuitous fate

Sent an enchantress,

Who’d untangle a state

Of life less than blessed!