"degregation" poems
He was making his way
To the job centre to claim a benefit,
When a garden Rose,
During his perambulation toward
degregation, SMILED!...he felt
A connection...
He dismissed it!
Thinking himself unworthy,
Why?...Well,( the system)FAILING...
Failing as a child
Failing at school
Failing in society
Failing those that rule.
The ROSE ignored the rule...
To the ROSE, it RULED with its flaws and
Perfection!
The Rose knows
More
Than humankind knows!
The
Rose Smiled...
It's the Only way HE
Could interprete it...
It
Was
A
SMILE!
Of the Greatest
Genuinitity!
He Smiled back
And felt SO good!
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 6:43 PM UTC
Encased smoothed wrought to new
Axiomatic taken to within
Effort yearned cognizant
waiting for the monest of solitude
broken away from demure
Found anew expressed outsplendor
Turned to diffident through omnipotence
obsolete in disguise from degregation
Nov 23, 2010
Nov 23, 2010 at 12:24 AM UTC
It's this ism of schism,
And lost in racism with perpetuated choatic cataclysm.
This fixation with complication,
And devotion to destruction.
Lines of grape vine leading to purely deluded wine,
What was devine shine left in oh so decline of our prime.
This determination to provocation,
With invocation to division.
Stuck in the darkness becoming blind,
So **** blind by our hate filthy grime of our sinful crime.
It is our limitation to our self infliction,
For all action comes with reaction.
Time and time again feast dine not knowing our fine line,
To define what is right of mine,
this line this line pathway to beyonder.
To build this rotten fruition,
It is but infliction leading to degregation.
What is this demoralizing scene, hatred, digression of the old days displayed among our mist?
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 9:46 PM UTC