"complication" poems
You've brought us closer,
Then made us more distant.
Made us more aware,
Then made us doubtful of ourselves.
Introduce us to more friends,
Then invited more enemies.
Given us more publicity,
Then exploited us.
Save us more time,
Now it's spent to be more busy.
Simplify our tasks just to make life more difficult.
You're an entrapping blessing in disguise.
Made us feel more secure,
Yet gave us more tools to break in.
You've become our new addiction,
Just a second without you,
Got us in technology withdraw.
You're a complication in simplicity.
There's so much to love you but also so much to hate.
Can't live with you or without you...
Jul 17, 2013
Jul 17, 2013 at 8:17 AM UTC
A doctor's sorry for birth complication
A sea of CP cases in physiotherapy centre
Siblings, twins, triplets
All with defects
***
Advice of
***
Therapy,
Botox,
Vision,
Hearing,
Ocupational,
unheard names of unknown place...
!!!
Children I never thought existed
Parents I couldn't believe laughed
Joy in the eyes of kids with severe disability
Waiting for acceptance but yet unknown..
Blanked eyes of a mother
Whose 4 yr old child can die any day
Income reduced expenditure doubled
!!!
***
Yet
***
Optimism,
Joy,
Laughter,
Patience,
Hardwork,
Belief
multiplied many folds...
Coz they are the chosen one
God believed in them
And so God sent to them
The special gifts in
SPECIAL KIDS...
to make them
SPECIAL MOMs...
!!!
Sparkle In Wisdom
Sep 2018
Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 9:48 AM UTC
Ask...and you shall be given answers
seek...and you'll be told where to look
knock...say, hello?...hello? hellooow?
a voice named siri replies:
"is it me you're looking for?"
i think,
the eyes, the mind, even the heart, need
clear, goggle-like glasses, for 20/20 vision,
to grasp, to discern, be forewarned,
not to be overwhelmed by whatever
data unfolds on the screen
they say, there are contrived solutions,
for life's every complication
search engines are accessible to all
just press specific keys, and, Voila!
surf, play...easy games, easy friends
but, can they really answer all questions?
every human question?.........like,
do elephants really cry? how did it occur
that they have excellent memories?
is Timbuktu modernized now?
are there still surviving cannibals?
will the remaining Bee Gees member,
tell us how to mend a broken heart?
do rosicrucians really possess secret wisdom?
what happened to you and me?
how do i save myself from emotional vampires?
how do i cook pad thai?
...and how do i get you out of my mind?
why does the rooster crow after midnight
how does logarithm work with poetry?
do dogs have souls? do they visit their
masters?....i miss my dogs Misty and Tiny,
...and i miss you...what's wrong with me?
God, why do i even bother to ask?
my goggled eyes are blinded by grief
my goggled mind refuses to forget
this goggled life of mine feels empty
and it has nothing to do with technology...
Sally
© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
July 23, 2018
Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 10:50 PM UTC
I used to seek answers,
to unsaid questions,
to incessant ponderings,
of the world in which we live in.
I used to fill the world with my voice,
never stopping,
hesitating,
for my greatest fear
was something far bigger than heights;
it was the silence.
The illusion was unmasked,
and at once,
I understood
why those questions were left
unanswered.
And now,
I find myself basking in the silence,
breathing it in,
trapping the words inside;
leaving them to roam within the confines
of my intricate road map.
The silence assures me,
that underneath the tangle of human complication,
of man-made solidarity,
the world is still a simple
silent
place.
Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 6:27 PM UTC
There are cracks in the mask
because there are cracks in the foundation.
Hazy,
what was it all like before we divvied our nation?
Mother's and children
helpless in separation.
Give me the good news
when all I see is complication.
Who decided what's ours isn't theirs?
Crossing, drowning, they're running out of flares.
May 2, 2021
May 2, 2021 at 8:47 PM UTC
"Daddy look at all the sandcastles"
"Aren't they all so grand?"
"Who could have known a king and his throne,
Could simply be made out of sand"
"Look at the beautiful towers"
"I wonder if a princess lives there"
"I'll bet she is kind, they're so hard to find,
With beautiful long flowing hair"
My daughter loved to go to the beach
She loved the sandcastles the best
But she didn't know her heart was too slow
And soon they would open her chest
It's funny sometimes how time can fly
It only seems like yesterday
There was a major complication with her operation
And my daughter has passed away
I still go to the beach from time to time
To see the sandcastles on display
I still close my eyes and part of me dies
Each time I hear her say
"Daddy look at all the sandcastles"
"Aren't they all so grand?"
"Who could have known a king and his throne,
Could simply be made out of sand"
Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 3:55 PM UTC
You are a complication
a welcomed conundrum
our passion is mutilation
your desire a dungeon
The dilemma of us
a selfish cycle
a vendetta of trust
soft touch feels spiteful
Inevitable tragedy
so deliciously inviting
a seductive catastrophe
are we loving or fighting
my heavy mind
dragged behind me
a devilish heart
out to blind me
Love me problematically
I accept your burden
adore me traumatically
bittersweet like my bourbon
so torture me until I smile
: )
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 11:49 AM UTC
Calf augmentation => silicon implantation
Endoscopy, otoplasty, baby
Mentoplasty, rhinoplasty, scalpel
Juvederm at 4, Starbucks pit-stop right after,
pop some xany's and go
Chemical peel, dermabrasion
Dr. Unknown PhD. meet patient Montag XR3.
Brain stimulation, kneecap replacement
Doc, I'm starting to miss the table, is this a complication I should expect?
Fat grafting, bone grafting, mystic tanning
(what really is natural nowadays?)
Chin reconstruction, laser resurfacing,
(what really is me anyways?)
Consultation with your post-op pain,
It's gonna be "Ouchy" for a month,
but worth it in the end.
Self-esteem scan shows a cancerous tumor and growth
Yuck
And here I thought plastic was
"cancer-free"?
Apr 9, 2012
Apr 9, 2012 at 11:43 PM UTC
When I decided to write my first poem, I thought back to the days,
when we were studying poetry and the teacher would amaze,
she'd make me write down words and things, I'd be chasing praise.
But looking back at my book now, I know what I should do,
and so here follows my glossary of things I'll write for you:
I have - Alliteration, Antagonist, Allegory and Anapest.
Characterisation, Complication, Convention and Connotation.
Elegy, Elision, Epigram and Exposition.
Free verse, Falling action, Falling meter and also Fiction.
Literal language, Imagery, Lyric poem and Irony.
Rising action, Resolution, Rising meter with Recognition.
Acatalectic, Anacreontic, Amphimacer and Amphibrachic.
Cliché, Common Measure, Couplets and Catalectic.
Deconstruction, Dispondee, Dialect Verse with a Dictionary.
Iambic Meter, Incantation, Impromptu with Inspiration.
Laureates and Limericks, Light Verse poems and Linguistics.
Metaphors, Mock-Heroics, Middle English and Movement Poets.
Oh gosh that seems a little worse, than I had it made to be,
I was expecting just to write a poem 'bout my cat and me.
I guess it's harder than it looks so I'll just give up now;
I'll let those big brave poet people, write them all somehow.
Apr 29, 2012
Apr 29, 2012 at 11:55 AM UTC
I never wanted simple, I never quite 'got' it,
Complication was my easy way, As I could hide behind every crack,
With you this was different, There was no hiding,
You pushed all my buttons, I revelead the real me,
Still this is not simple, But easier than the hiding was,
And for this I thank you for saving me.
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 5:08 AM UTC
Taste buds engraved on my tongue
feel emotions of salty, sweet, bitter entities
the heart instilled in my body
taste flavors of aggravation, happiness, and sorrow.
Bittersweet is not just a combination of flavors,
reserved only for taste buds.
It somehow has explored into the world of the soul,
Because emotions are twisted in a circle,
that only a true oxymoron,
like bittersweet can fulfill it's complication.
Bittersweet has diffused into much more
something that can't be described by other emotions,
but rather than a description of situations,
like a good cry or a good pain.
and don't think I'm completely insane,
but for the longest time bittersweet
has been the epitome of what's left of my sanity.
Feb 7, 2012
Feb 7, 2012 at 9:42 PM UTC
Sometimes we fall
We break,
We move on,
Or we stay because we are afraid,
We shatter the only thing we’ve ever known,
And it could be a because of a complication,
unfortunate events,
Or one simple thing.
Something like the truth
Mine was that you’d never love me
We won’t work
It’s not gonna happen
And for so long I struggled to swallow those words
I went back and forth from loving you directly
Then too loving you from a distance
For four years I have loved you
And this is my goodbye
Here it goes :
You once told me the way you get through life is too hold your head down and keep pushing through the problem until eventually you don’t feel anything. But I’m not going to do that. Instead, I’m gonna keep my head up and I’m gonna smile. I’m gonna laugh and I’m going to work through what I’ve had to deal with. Not by ignoring it but by facing it. Through out all this time I’ve been afraid you’d leave and I’d be alone but the truth is you were never really here and what has been my extensive thought of what love is
Has been me alone.
but you
my love,
will always hold a part of my heart. you will always have the part of myself i put into you. the part of myself i first learned to love.
you let go and even though i have taken my time, its time for me to let go too.
no more of your witty jokes or captivating smile
hands finding each other, lips locking together
late night calls
the moments that makes us who we are
ill still listen to that song and try to feel you out there
but believing us leaves me disconsolate
you were never mine too have nor keep
neither was i ever yours.
i used to see you in everything i touched
but i will no longer be looking.
i wish you the best in life and that you are happy
as i should.
the world will keep turning and my life will go on
as it should.
ciao
Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 2:34 PM UTC
Rationalization
Participation
Concentration
Manipulation
Devastation
Frustration
Delegation
Completion
Direction
Addiction
Motovation
Contraction
Perfection
Election
Connection
Commotion
Lotion
Jubilation
Revaluation
Fibulation
Continuation
Population
Sensation
Complication
Allegation
Temptation
************
Proustitution
Execution
Desertion
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 12:40 PM UTC
This weekend, something has awakened inside of me. This weekend I have lost my fear. I have fasted and been patient- I have enjoyed the company of my friends and enhanced in their sadness, their happiness, their contributions to the feeling of “whole”. I have seen human nature and kept to myself. I know that throughout all suffering I always have the peace of myself to return to, the inner quiet that speaks to me at night and envelopes me and tells me it will all be okay. There is beauty in the system, the system that lacks courage and strength, where cowards reside, there is also fault. Excellence and prodigious truth lie within nature, tranquility, the placidity and enjoyment of pedestrian life. Over complication does nothing to enhance life or living, and the creation of problematic situations is meaningless in any circumstance. To live and live in the lives of others is where true value lies, and I am settled, I am content.
Feb 2, 2012
Feb 2, 2012 at 9:57 AM UTC
I drink in the sweet light
Of the honey coloured moon
as it floats high at midnight
hoping it doesn't leave soon
As I stare at the full moon
The world falls away
and I lose my peripheral vision
bathing in the moon's rays
Sliver beams of light
That reflects off the ocean
And seem to be too bright
to be moonshine
I began to see now
understand how
myths and legends
of the moon began
Egyptian, Aztec, Celtic and Greek
Khonsu, Metzli, Elatha and Artemis
And even poor Starveling
with his dog and thorn bush
All trying to capture the raw beauty
that is the moon and it's light
The rarest jewel of them all
Shining bright through out the night
But all attempts of personification
contain to much complication
to represent
to simplicity of the moon
So I'll stop trying to convey
what I can see
because no matter what I say
will not match what floats above the sea
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 7:26 PM UTC
Amaze me
Free me from my own reason
My complication
Mesmerize me
Ban me to your mystical prison
Your temptation
Amaze me
If you think I’m a keeper
Mesmerize me
I’m a high sensation seeker
Amaze me
When waves are too high to ignore
Mesmerize me
When they crash at the shore
Amaze me
Turn my life into a fairy tale
Mesmerize me
With every innocent detail
Amaze me
Through joyful moments that forever stay
Mesmerize me
Through the disabling boredom of everyday
Amaze me
As long as I worship you today
One day, another might block your way
So mesmerize me
To a point you abuse my head
Be the med, and drug me instead
We are poetry and symphony
Creating the ultimate synergy
Take the challenge
Keep the balance
And vacuum tears of joy out of me
Forever amaze me
Until I feel nothing but you
Forever mesmerize me
And I shall mesmerize you too
~Epic Monkey
Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 2:47 AM UTC
One day you meet the people you think you could trust
but everything that was turns to stardust,
everything you loved seems to go so fast,
Girl why didn't you realize they all wear masks,
And your "friends" don't realize how she impacts you.
You don't realize this are fake accusations,
Why the hell do you people give me these complications?
So congratulations!
you made my life a complication!
Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 7:41 PM UTC
Little grains of sand,
Slipped through my fingers;
As I dwell on my dreamland,
I couldn’t help but linger.
What if no evil existed?
What if there was no bond of adoration?
Into this philosophical flow I was drifted.
With no awareness of the duration.
I settled in this realm of imagination.
Where there is no order of creation.
Where I am ignorant of all mortal’s complication.
Out of the blue, I felt a tap on my shoulder,
I turned around;
It was a reminder,
That I am still on this simple,beauteous ground.
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 6:33 PM UTC
indecisive, reckless. i'm losing my mind.
restless: my heart, my body…i can't control.
these thoughts - consuming me, taking me over.
my head is whispering, "breathe darling breathe."
my heart is crying, my heart is dying
my heart is sighing, "let go, let go."
restless: my soul, "baby, let go"
confused, everything misconstrued.
so used, so broken
so much complication
so much self altercation.
indecisive: my heart.
my head is shouting, "LET GO, LET GO!"
my skin is crawling, my skin is begging
my skin is pleading, "don't hurt me no more."
restless, reckless, dazed
lost in an unnatural haze.
my mind is screaming, my heart is weeping
my body is traveling on a path; indecisive.
which way will it go?
away away, as far away as it will stray.
broken and still laughing, a walking contradiction.
restless: my soul…losing control.
Jan 3, 2014
Jan 3, 2014 at 9:33 PM UTC
Fascination
Fixation
Temptation
Anticipation
Sensation
Confirmation
Vibration
Elation
Relation
Acceleration
Exploration
Complication
Aggravation
Suffocation
Altercation
Termination
Devastation
Annihilation
Transformation
Rejuvenation
Reiteration
May 20, 2013
May 20, 2013 at 3:08 AM UTC
Tension clouds suffocate... he who waits...anticapates...complication...Of atmospheric pressure...Pushed down around ones thought...process of elimination...what shall be removed...what release will be choosed...Liquid, soild, gas...condensed behind the mask...Steam, Clouds, Rain...Suffed behind the Pain...Suffocation...breath.after.breath.after.breath.after....Clutter...Breathe, Stop , and Release....The tension Clouds that are around...Hope.Pray.believe. yes it takes all three..to breathe.Deep....Deeper.......Deeper..........Release....
Dec 28, 2011
Dec 28, 2011 at 12:16 PM UTC
I’m a written and published open book,
you just have to read past the first chapter.
You skimmed the pages and took a look
at the last line to see if there was a happily ever after.
But like most things it’s up to interpretation,
left open ended in way for a hopeful sequel,
‘cause like all things true it’s plagued with complication,
but our story has no end and it has no equal.
And you, you were my favourite memoir,
your depth lined the thesis of a never ending essay.
I became inspired so I held an impromptu seminar,
a whole panel to if your picture was sepia or artistically grey.
I memorized every single thing you said,
every cryptic metaphor, every perfect rhyme.
I’ve lost count of how often that I’ve fully read,
and I still don’t understand after all of this time.
You’re a novel and I’m a novelty,
but you need a title; what should it be?
I’ve been writing you so that the whole world can see,
the way you shine bright effortlessly.
You were my own personal thesaurus and dictionary,
providing different words to dress up each thought.
You’re a first and only edition; what a rarity,
laced with metaphors and satire that’s barely caught.
You’re what Shakespeare aspired to always write,
and you accomplished it simply by being born.
I’d translate you to brail so those without sight,
could hear about you and the beauty they now mourn.
You’re a novel and I’m a novelty,
no need to proofread, no cause for editing.
I’ve been writing you so that the whole world can see,
the way you shine bright, always illuminating.
I’m a prologue,
and we’re the conclusion.
My authors note; the words of a demagogue,
but the details still lack any illusion.
You’re a novel and I’m a novelty,
I’ve memorized every word and dissected them cautiously.
I’ve been writing you so the whole world can see,
and once they skim the synopsis; they’ll never stop reading.
Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 8:13 AM UTC
i knew that (you) had changed
and i (accepted) that
people grow, for better or for worse
estranged individuality is truly quite a
beautiful and conceptual concept
for (me,) i have endlessly tried to morph into
someone whom i am not
and cannot be
(the girl who) is touched
but untouchable
and not to lie through my teeth when i say
that i cannot give you what you need
the complication of my entirety
is much too complicated
i do not trust
and
i (loved) every minute of it
but all of that love died when i became much too
exhausted
to be the person that (everyone) wanted me to
be
Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 5:28 PM UTC