"inapplicable" poems
Humanity has no support to duty
Both contrary in dealing and punctuality:
Non-the-less deny each claims still their validity
Former needs emotional skip where later regularity!
Humanity is a thing roundly soul concern
Fancies of many idles, despotic and obligated.
Estimate not to beautify active approach return;
Deserve aid remarkable quiet pleasing black arts.
Duty declares the deed must accomplish statutable,
Gratitude, greed and gratification are sub-judice here-of:
A crazy caution compel to foil inapplicable
Yonker's pride, old hand cultivated doctrinal of.
Certain condition humanity plays role of pre-eminence
Duty looks wanting help out of heels,
Depending on probation passion of sincerity convince,
Rejecting deep binder satisfactorily set aside exceeds.
If stands duty and humanity both together,
Glorifies the spirit immortal as His name
And also deal showing clean impersonality further,
None appeal to mercy could not dare blame.
Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 4:14 AM UTC
"you've gotten bigger."
you say to me
as we eat at the same tree
that we have eaten at since grade 7.
"your hair looks horrible"
you say to me
as we get ready to go
to his party.
"your acne is coming back"
you say to me
as we get ready for prom
and our dates.
and one day
i skip lunch
and you ask why
and i shrug.
and one day
i curl my hair for the first time
and you as why
and i shrug.
and one day
i wear lots of make up
and you ask why
and i shrug.
but that night
i slit my wrist
and swallowed pills
instead of dressing up.
why you might ask?
because i'm horrendous
inapplicable
disgusting.
don't you remember
the days you reminded me?
well here you go.
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 9:42 PM UTC
Life is disjointed in space and time
Most virile when most foolish
Wisdom acquired only in hindsight
Inapplicable to ignorance past
And to shape destiny now revealed
And souls kindred but alas in flesh
Separated by distances and ages
And barriers natural and unnatural
Yet Spirit mocks not nor is futility
For surely Life's flaws but apparent
As a shard or fragment betrays a whole
A whisper of what once was, or to be
The anguish of unbeing but a promise
Of wholeness far beyond that glimpsed
But that glimpsed suffices for faith
Or for rebels to strive with hands
For earth and flesh is all there is
And two unfitting fragments joined
Soothes all brokenness' forlornness
And to forget disjointedness' promise
Jun 3, 2025
Jun 3, 2025 at 1:27 AM UTC
It's kind of amazing
The level of changing I see in myself
I've learned so much in so little time that it's a surprise that I'm not out of my mind
I'm a different man than who I used to be
A better man
A stronger man
But one of the more recent revisions to my character is this
I've learned to love loving someone who doesn't know it yet
I've learned to love loving people just because it's the right thing to do
I've learned that love doesn't always have to have a dark side nobody ever told you about
I've learned that love isn't always what it seems it should be
Love is actually imperfect by nature
Because on paper there's always a reason why
But in your mind it's inapplicable to the reasoning's of the heart
For who are you to argue
You see the good in the bad and good in the great and the amazing in the mediocre
For they're what you wish you could be and a thousand times more
For you can't even fathom what would be in store for you both if you pursued this line of thought
And maybe you'll get over this
Maybe you won't
What does it matter where they came from
Or what they've done
They're here now and they're not gonna look back and neither should you
Renew yourself in the image of the person you know you always want to be
Because I believe the very need for being that person means you already are
You just need to step into the shoes
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 2:51 AM UTC
In the defined hours of
Morning or night
I face it rough
All cars in a line
Small and big
All lights up and bright.
Inside one of these settled
Roads too full to even
Offer space to peddlers.
At the time when even
The jungle rule is inapplicable
No wishes of flying
A wonder that consumes such
Time to compose a song
All cars following each other
Forming a train in portions.
Increasing body aches and sleep
Minutes seen in hours
A time later when a massage
Is unavoidable
To clear stress uncalled for
All cars parked
Like its a car party
Something unpaid for
By that time
You wish you could
Withdraw your traffic membership
By unsubscribing
You later reach but wait
For a tomorrow's
Similar function
A daily routine of life
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC