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Oh great leader, zero work ethics in your name,
A mastermind of doing absolutely nothing but claim fame.
You are a leader who does nothing right,
But still you act like everything’s perfect in sight.

Your work habits are lazy, your mood swings wild,
You insult others, but play the victim child.
We are in awe of your bravery in absorbing endless praise,
For accomplishments that others achieved, while you lounged in daze.

You are a bad example for others to see,
A leader who fails but still wants to be free.
Your legacy will be one of failure and shame
A reminder to all of your lazy leadership game.

So here’s to you, great leader,may your empty titles abound,
May your lack of substance be masked by loud sound.
May your incompetence inspire a generation of idle pride,
And may your name become synonymous with laziness inside.

Dedicated to the leader with brilliant incompetence.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated: 28/05/2025
This satirical poem delivers a scathing critique of a leader who embodies incompetence, laziness, and hypocrisy. With biting sarcasm, the poet exposes the stark contrast between the leader’s self-proclaimed greatness and their actual lack of contribution or accountability. The leader is portrayed as someone who basks in unearned praise, shifting blame onto others while presenting a false image of perfection. Their erratic behavior and manipulative victimhood are highlighted as traits that erode the integrity of their position.

The poem also serves as a cautionary tale about the dangers of such leadership. Through clever wordplay and sharp imagery, the poet warns that the glorification of incompetence can have far-reaching consequences. The “empty titles” and “idle pride” symbolize a hollow legacy built on illusion rather than merit. Ultimately, the poem calls for reflection on the values society upholds in its leaders, stressing that true leadership demands accountability, integrity, and genuine effort.
When I look around
I've done great things
Exceptional
I qualify your worship
I am, who they should follow
Finest masterpiece
Ask around
Great superior I am
Oh, how sweet
To hold power

Let's be real
The universe is designated for first class and economy
I am decorated in suits_
You barely afford shoes
Let's be clear,
That's not on me

When I smile today
While you live in tears
Karma isn't a must
You see me - roll the velvet carpet
Lets coexist in this world

I am
A true leader
For the people

When the speech ends
Frowns fill silence
Hearts moan

The crown doesn't fit
Only lies linger in air
The clowns in power
Cadmus May 13
There are moments
when words become more than sound,
more than air shaped by thought.

They become a call to arms
for the weary soul,
a rising drumbeat
in the chest of humankind.

In the mouth of a true orator,
words rise like music,
then fall like thunder
moving hearts,
igniting wills,
reshaping destiny itself.

Spoken with the precision of art
and the fire of belief,
a single sentence
can lift the broken,
summon the silent,
and awaken a city from sleep.

No weapon forged by man
has ever rivaled
the right words,
fueled by conviction,
spoken at the right time.
This poem is a tribute to the timeless force of oratory, the art of speech that stirs revolutions, uplifts nations, and awakens the sleeping strength within individuals. History has shown us that in moments of darkness, it is often words not weapons, that light the way forward.
Sarayu Mar 10
She forgives like Bhoomi, vast and kind
She waits like Sitha, pure and strong
She fights like Durga, fearless and bright
She blesses like Lakshmi, love and wealth
She feeds like Annapoorna, removes hunger
She protects like Kali, bold and courage
She heals like Adishakthi,divine and eternal
A woman is power and grace
A goddess in every time and place
Women is strong and divine. Let's accept their power and celebrate the glory
Gideon Mar 8
Regal, he sits on a planet all his own.
Supreme authority is held within his scepter.
Calmly, he guides his people to safety and comfort.
Compassion drives his leadership,
And his kindness helps him take care of those he protects.
He shields his flock under his eagle’s wings.
Rain and wind cannot reach them when they trust in him.
Zywa Oct 2024
People expect peace

from her, which confuses her --


so she has no peace.
Novel "the ground beneath her feet" (1999, Salman Rushdie), chapter 1 The Keeper of Bees

Collection "Low gear"
Carlo C Gomez Aug 2024
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The ballpark is on fire

And there's a man

In a hospital gown

Directing traffic

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