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toleomato Sep 8
At dawn,
I comforted myself
by saying
there is still time.

At twilight,
I know
it had not been so.

To seek refuge
in the time that is left
is folly;
better to have done
than to have
thought of doing.
If unasked I know
Many a thing
Asked I don't know
If you ask
How to do
I don't know
If you ask
Me to do
I shall do
Without help
Without guidance
If you ask
Write an exam
I shall fail
Almost in every subject
If you give
A practical problem
I shall solve it
If you ask how to solve
I don't know
If unasked
I know many a thing
Asked I don't know
Compare life
You frustrate
Criticize life
Tolerance you demonstrate
Condemn life
Damage you illustrate
Enjoy life
Living skills you indicate
Your choice.
You choose.
Some you'll win.
Some you'll lose.
But at least you had the guys to choose.

Faced with a path, no end in sight.
Should I take the left or right?

Your choice.
You choose.
Remember, some you'll win.
Some you lose.
Choices are important in life. You have to know that you always have a choice. No matter what. Then own it. Even if you made the wrong choice. Doesn't mean you can never make a right one. Own your choices, use them
I'm often reminiscent of times,
When my grandpa used to
Take me out on his bicycle,
We were just roaming around
His tunes always left me spellbound.
But it was so pure
He was one of those people for whom
Money held no allure
He was a man of passion and music,
He was a poet
But I didn't know it
He gave, not just with his words
But also his soul,
Even when he didn't have much control.
I would always ask him for a candy
I remember once he even gave me a sip of brandy
He never said no to me asking for a toy
He often considered me his blue-eyed boy
He would stop all his work and writing
Just to play with me outside,
Whether clear skies or lightning
Now that he's no more
I miss him and the lessons he tried to instil within me
But more than that
I often miss that genuine connection
With someone who understood so much,
But still cared enough to smile and laugh along
The man with a golden touch
With him, I was happy as the day is long.
The world will be a much better place
If we all could learn to live our life
With his grace.
A simple tribute to one of the greatest humans I've ever known. I'm not such a big fan of writing for someone specific, but he was a special person not just for me but for a lot of people. He always lived life king size before it was cool!
Naveen Malhotra Sep 2020
Everyone per se is a money buyer
Without money no survival
Some buy money
Selling their talent
Some by creative intelligence
Some by manual labour
Some by physical skills
Some by running businesses
Some by running industries
Some by horse trading
Some by cheating
Some by beating
There are myriad ways of buying money
Most efficient being a political leader
Least tiring being a
Beggars don't accept in kind
They need money in hand
After all they need to buy a bottle
They can't ask for it in the open
For buying money
You have to put some effort as a price
Hard work to begging
Everyone per se is a money buyer
It's just a satire!
Amy Perry Jun 2020
What do I have at my disposal?
A knack for always wanting to write
My intuitive messages down.
But it’s got no substance,
It’s got no meat.
I’m all bread and cheese and
Condiment without any meat.
It’s fitting for a vegan, I suppose,
But not for a poet.
The poet has to lead breadcrumbs
For the reader in order to get to the meat
Of the poem, the substance, the protein.
Where is it?
I’m lacking substance where I have all these
Nice little toppings and sauces and vegetables,
I have a dipping sauce for this sandwich,
But no meat!
I have to go to the store,
I have to keep honing my skill.
I have to develop a hunger for meat.
SammyJoe Jun 2020
You love to be sesquipidilian,
As you lay your tiles on to my board,
With your totally sheer sciolism,
Is how all of your big points are scored

Your intricate skills of tmesis,
Laid horizontal and vertically on my squares,
As you use your well thought out accoutrements,
To cover me so I'm no longer bare.

You never confabulate with opponents
Your attention's always fixated on me,
That's why I'm ebullient and awaiting your prestidigitation,
Each and every time you decide to play me.
Sesquipidilian: given to the overuse of long words

Sciolism: pretentious superficiality of knowledge

Tmesis: the separation of the parts of a compound word by the intervention of one or more words; as, in what place soever, for whatsoever place

Accoutrements: Dress, or equipments

Confabulate: To talk familiarly together; to chat; to prattle.

Ebullient: joyously unrestrained

Prestidigitation: sleight of hand, execution of tricks
Humans  engrossed in making missiles,
Signing deals for showing skills
Forgot masks while designing wheels.

And now its real, without ventilators
Reveals all the feel
And Make us repeal,

It isn’t the first time, of ordeal
and yet we don’t appeal
for the freel.
freel=(land of the free )
Donna Mar 2020
I have a challenge
It’s out of my comfort zone
It will just take time
will catch up soon reading your lovely poetry  just at the mo concentrating on my new job lots to learn and to take in ** I thought of this one this morning x
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