Marvelous melancholy meandeers Eternally in darkness, entering eagerly Leading a life leery of lies letting your Armor augment your auspicious audacity Needing the support of friends, family, Creating a buffer to melancholy’s Hold on emotions that lend a hand to Overcoming despair’s grip from Loss’s leveling your blubbery heart, Yielding to an overflow of emotions, needing a cap.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
As technology evolves, our mode Of communication increase, and the code For communication changes in a dire Attempt to keep up with the choir
Of voices raised as they speak Simultaneously, seeking a close peck On the cheek, can be seen not felt, Still, it reduces the Nostalgia you get
Missing loved ones, home, Foods and culture that come To your aid as your workplace Requires ethics that are not of this place.
As days go by, news becomes Scarce, worry alienates you from homes, But, worry not, your phone, window To the world, can show you
Any location instantly with a touch, Especially when internet is a bunch Of wireless connections that fail In the face of exploding bombs that quail
And break the access to people, Your cell is your weapon to gobble Any news of home, under siege, Your hopes revolve around posts on a page
That gives news, any news, News that spews lies in cues With political backing that refuse To admit their subterfuge, that’s of no use,
As we can see, through our cell, Dead fetus being extracted from the rubble, Decapitation, amputations, and remains In bags of flour, plastic bags, even backpack that rains
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Thank you, Natasha, for the honor and your hard work.
Button Moulder
Button molds are varied in colors, Shapes, sizes, materials that alters The appearance of our clothing Making us better looking.
As the button moulder statue made From shoulders, one arm folded, never faded, Enormous binoculars for gazing At life’s beauty through peering
From the button’s eye, never veiled By social screens of a fast-paced Life filled with the ultra superficial That tends towards the unforgiveable
That’s filled with violence of blood, Addiction that lives in your blood, Actions that turn a child into an orphan, Stomping on other’s rights to be open,
Open to immorality that needs To destruction of family unity that breeds Bonds of compassion, empathy, forgiveness That our superficiality doesn’t harness
The power of discipline, strength of will, Faith and belief in yourself that’ll never fall For if society embued us with that, then Rebellion would ensue as a ban for politics with pen.
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Vanity’s Curse
From the swirling darkened fog A wisp of a gorgeous woman Wrapped haphazardly in blood red smog Alive in its flow as she moves, an
Astounding beauty, captivatingly attractive, Sensual, and her sexuality bared for All to consume closely and become enraptusured By a fiery beauty hiding an insidious core,
Horrifically rotten with envy, Hatred, corruption, aggression, All coalesce within her stare, a visionary Of destruction, disunity, strife that lend to perfection
Into her spiderweb of infractions That destroy unity’s equality And fairness that require absolutions From a community that venerates all that’s holy.
Wherever there’s equanimity She presents chaos and superfluous vanity.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Thank you, administrators, for the honor and your hard work.
The Nonnet isn’t an easy structure to write in, but I enjoyed the challenge.
Tsunami
Tsunami’s faithless unbelievers has drowned the world in deceit Propagating division, love money, artifice, Lies that split kinship In bid destruct Faith not a Place of Fate
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
In her mind’s eye, she sees the new, New city built on the ashes, rubble, Rubble and destruction of war, War that took away family, Family whose lives were taken, Taken violently in bombs, Bombs whose yield was astounding, Astounding even objective observers, Observers of world’s humanity, Humanity whose humane compassion, Compassion never fails to rise, Rise in younger generations, Generations whose conscience, Conscience in battling against oppression, Oppression of the Indigenous, Indigenous populations for material, Material resources that rebuild, Rebuild what was destroyed, Destroyed cities become futuristic, Futuristic, symmetric, organized, Organized to represent power, Power of Faith’s survival, Survival among death’s door, Door that opens into a brilliant, Brilliant future, where equality, Equality, wisdom, harmony, Harmony of races, understanding, Understanding that unity, Unity is forged in steel, Steel that has a feel, Feel for needs of families, Families whose support, love, Love and ambition is a construct, Construct of a world of utopian, Utopian haven on earth’s astounding, Astounding beauty that enraptures, Enraptures our imagination into, Into creating our heavenly vision.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Thank you, administrators, for the honor and your hard work.
Ocean’s Cry
Oh you blue body of life, Your azure, royal blue, turquoise, teal, Color my life in blues, uplifting strife From the midst of man’s fall. Real,
Real in his prolific dumping of garbage In its depths, insouciant of consequences On marine life, that’s slowly disappearing into a cage Of fishing nets, plastic bags, oil spills, defaces
Defaces reefs, shores, schools of fish, Extinguishing crustacean habitats, Underwater algae beds where fish, Multicolored of varying shapes and sizes,
Sizes that help propel the flourishing Ecosystems beneath man’s watchful Eye who’s still looking for expanding, Conquering territories for boastful,
Boastful insecurities that need To be bolstered by their flashy vanity, Showing off their possessions, a creed Of avarice, capitalism, and duplicity.
Duplicity in dealing justly, meticulously Working in protecting assets’ vanishing Existence, as man only knows how to fully Siphon resources without a care of destroying,
Destroying access to them in a furor Of greed that’s only surpassed by Pride’s cataclysmic need to conquer The unknown by debasing it as simple opposition that’s binary.
Thank you, administrators, for the accolade and your hard work. Mostly, I’d like to thank you for the uplifting critique of my writing.
Demons, to me, are the ones within that need to be silenced as they they represent negativity. Having the will to overcome its sussurations is harder than achieving any goal needing a particular skill or talent.
Have fun dissing these demons and throwing them into a locked chest, never able to surface again.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Thank you, administrators, for the honor and your hard work 👏 🙏.
Wishes
As the countdown to 2025 starts, My mind takes a long look behind And wonders what wishes, surprises Are in store for 2025 that won’t stand Down to the tests of time.
I wish for a world of peace I wish for a world without violence, I wish for justice to prevail, I wish for family strength and unity, I wish for a world that’s compassionate and humane, I wish for honesty to triumph over lies, I wish that this society’s rules made sense, I wish, I wish, I wish…
Wishing for something and achieving Your goal are separate indeed, as Working hard drives you to attaining Your objective, while just wishing for it to lands In your lap will never happen!
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Thank you, administrators, for the accolade and your hard work.
HELL O WEEN
The past year has been worse than any Halloween as it was actually HELL O WEEN … The Hell of being weaned on what’s seen On social media’s snippets of genocide, carry
With it atrocities of dismemberment, Beheaded children, fetuses gutted, children Bullseyed by snipers, flour line’s broken By bullets whizzing past victims of bombardment.
So hello, HELL O WEEN, we see Your inhumanity, Your unlawful abiding personality, Your insouciant attitude to killing. Be
The Hell in our Haloed Halloween for you’ve Shown us that: unity is strength, Gen Z still has a conscience whose breath Of freshness is awakening those who’ve
Followed blindly behind HELL’s demand For subservience to its god given Right to rule the world with a broken Set of laws that are man-made but bind,
Bind those whose ambition For power is greater than their compassion.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.