"patronization" poems
I am the product of lost civilization;
hanging in between circles of modernization ;
who tells
Whether its rising or setting of sun or globalization
The era of bindis
Or glamorization
Of going to Pubs
or piligrimization
Of mothers going to kitty parties
and of socialization
Of works of Picasso's
Or hussainization
Of belief of gods
Or Sensationalization
Of act of democracy
Or just rationalization
Of laws of science
Or limitization
Of acts of defiance
Or patronization
Of loss of love
Or dehumanization
Of views of people
Or individualization
Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 1:26 PM UTC
Thank you.
Thank you for leaving me when I needed you most.
Thank you for being disinterested in my scars.
Thank you for dropping me when all I needed was to breathe.
Thank you for letting me drown in her patronization and sitting aside.
Thank you.
Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 7:32 PM UTC
these winds of depth sweep in from gods
restoring a distant comfort
the grey
conniving patronization
attempts at betrayal
so long a reliance
tempted, a lost miracle
jolting fear
to stand beneath the raining sun
fragile emanation
Sep 18, 2012
Sep 18, 2012 at 10:13 AM UTC
i will not be dragged down to size
i will not be blindly patronized
i will, for no reason, compromise
i am myself, in that, there's pride
Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 10:41 AM UTC
Trellis of honeysuckle seeking it's boundary in late Spring , I too , yet unfulfilled , without her guiding hand , winds from the four corners of Earth , patchwork sails that lay abandoned !
Clocks grow loud without sweet laughter , wood floors lead to empty rooms and closets , whispering shells reflect many shadows , infinite , room by room , in desperate soliloquy ..
A dominant look , I recognize these ****** features , committed to my destruction , **** of maritime canon , shell shocked commander , nay ,
the patronization of his embittered crew , a capsized vessel , lost at sea with malfeasants safe ashore ? Blue ocean confluence with fresh water , sand ! Able ****** ! Log her impedance at the hazardous delta !
Five harrowing days , meandering south into harms way . From home port to a turbid , troubled sea !
Bring me the head of Cupid , the ******* child of loneliness !
A sacrifice of all that rumor insurrection , mutiny ! Your names are stricken from the book of life , Heaven shall witness thy ploy , with payment of hellfire and damnation ! Bring me the head of her leader , Hell hath inquired of him this very moment !
Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 3:54 PM UTC