"execrated" poems
There was a flower, blossoming on the shoreline. Beholding the serenity of the seas and criticising the rise and fall of the indomitable tides.
It swayed in the balmy air and loathed the dusty storms.
It adored the sun's radiance and mourned the moon's norms.
It extolled the aesthetics and execrated the wrongs.
It denied the nectar but appreciated the honeycomb.
There was a peyote, living in the dreary sands. Mesmerized by the great dunes, standing like a tomb.
Relishing the scanty rains with much aplomb.
It grows its roots in the search of water, many call it a coxcomb.
Such is the folk, unaware of the real beauty for so long!
- Swasti Jain
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 11:02 AM UTC
The totality of a stare, their for changing life's bitter holds
My theory that we all are seekers is an ex-stressor of unwitting changes
voiceless changing clanging colds
Now a life this life has execrated all of your dreams
You and I cure the ice to satisfy the demons the night but it grows warmer I warn thee
Devious power and burning nights.. who is of the dead?
Devious powers all is quite right.. I am inside your head
Uncalled for searing this justice holy tower you're turret nare an arrow sent
And when the future holds against our bonds untold a world with forms reached out only to allow an ever changing destiny..
Then I shall cry out a theory for them a theory untold
Devious fires powers of the night Don't question the order do as your told
Fleece of the stripeless tiger nears telling all of us of the powers of doom
and your life is speaking slashing shshsh turn to dust soon you'll be through
If again you make this plea don't try to be the same as the one who turned to me
For within you are gone and in your mind we are all keepers but this is not wrong
I am turned putrid and this procures the storm
unworthy yet with this answer land will fall soon and shed this life for demons and right hurt eyes skin lips and all
Devious powers burning in the nights of the undead
You called out the scarring the twist of the unsent
Then I shall cry out a theory for them a theory untold
Devious fires powers of the night Don't question the order do as your told
Played by the fame then went a force of Satans wings ornate of diamonds and led
When the theory of theories is finally told the solving and the puzzle is an ultimate theory untold
Drafting and waning your demeanor a field of wrought with a killing and blight
Into a dark horizon one hand awakens as certainty puts up a fight
Then I shall cry out doubting you'd ever listen to me
Then I'd cry for us as the devout for the theories untold is ever our destiny
Then I shall cry out for a theory for them a theory untold
Devious fires powers of the night Don't question the order do as your told
Jul 14, 2020
Jul 14, 2020 at 12:03 AM UTC
Close these weary of mine,
Play the Bad Boy's Having a Party,
I can indulge in delights so fine
Of Friday in Civics that are sweet.
Oh yeah!
Mrs. Chaney and that radio of hers,
Both tuned to the oldies Hot 105;
Luther starts to plays as it recurs,
And she smiles, she dances, sings live.
Well, all right now!
What joy to witness her really bask
Is such a relief from the workweek;
Her daily struggle execrated at last,
As she swings, dwelling in melody.
Oh yeah!
We would just sit, listen, and learn,
Finish the week test quickly to survey;
Our weekly burdens were burned,
Ash like hers burned away in a way.
Well, all right!
I hed aced her class with all the lesson,
Yet words may never suffice gratitude;
That strong Black woman was a blessing,
First to see my strong sense of negritude.
Oh yeah!
Thank you, Mrs. Chaney
Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 10:56 AM UTC
I'm your X-Man,
Remember me?
You must, right?
I broke up with you,
You richly cursed me,
I met with an accident.
Almost died, but survived,
You came to look after me,
I survived that major one.
I woke up from the coma,
Not so soon as it took me,
But 3 weeks, oh 3 weeks.
I had forgotten the year past,
Most of it did wipe out in me,
All I recalled was your name.
Then I took 3 more months,
To recall what it took me,
To ultimately breakup.
So, I broke up once again,
Again you did curse me,
To eternal loneliness.
And until now, oh until now,
The breakups are done by me,
Whether girlfriends or fiancées.
But I've defeated a challenge,
Triviality you execrated me,
Yes. 'Twas your challenge.
So, you see now, do you?
Yes, you do, you do see me,
Yes, I'm successful again.
And to taste success,
The agony you gave me,
I braved all, all of that pain.
You, you I never cursed,
For you were loved by me,
I'm glad that you are happy.
However successful I may be,
An infinite grief still plagues me,
No real friends except my Father.
I should ignore the pain, you know,
My Father is here now for me,
I hope he is immortal.
I shall adopt a cat in future,
And the cat will love me,
Remove all the grief.
I'll carefully love that cat too,
Just like my Father loves me,
That liaison won't be brief.
Feb 11, 2025
Feb 11, 2025 at 8:57 PM UTC
Now I'm alone,
The game is over,
My time will come,
By lifting this lever.
People execrated me,
They are enraged.
They wanna see me
Headless in this stage,
I saw her in the crowd,
The girl that I have cured,
In depression she cried loud,
I loved her to Heal her wounds,
I show her a smile,
She turn back and leave,
She was with other guy,
My smile gone dry like fallen leaves.
Inquisitor says it's time,
To finish my dreadful dreams.
Yes I'm might be a demon,
But I'm also victim of fraudulent schemes.
that is why I am fraud...
May 15, 2019
May 15, 2019 at 10:16 AM UTC