Poetry – A word, a phrase, a poem. The art of Art

Communication.

I was born a scholar.That’s right….before I had a molar.Or even thought it’ll always be about the dollar.It did sound spectacular, although it’s path, granular. Though I prefered the juggling of every formula,Derived in things tabular and applied to things regular,And ofcos because it stood peculiar, making them brains muscular, I realised it all cameContinue reading “Communication.”

Rose

I chose a rose the moment I arose.What a pose from one who came from poresCouldn’t keep a score coz it’s core had no soresSo I kept my cause even though I met a Roze.I chose a rose the moment I arose.@Daabris

In a nutshell.

Balsy that in a nutshell, Imma call this a nut shellAnd that ain’t even the bombshell.Look…….jus’ look!!Being in there is considered “self-destruction,”Yet it doesn’t burst-open the shellRather promotes an enclosed hell.Deep as a well…..with:A mouth that doesn’t tell,A face that just sells,An illusion of all being well.But oh well….So in a nutshell……Are you in aContinue reading “In a nutshell.”

Impartial

Sometimes its being dimensional…., Makes one emotional Don’t get me wrong, it’s sensational But then, how much are you intentional? Is it planned, call it rational? Have you truly touched Him who’s beyond just international? When you craft all those facials And play all cordial, This is what I’d ask as a martial… You sureContinue reading “Impartial”

Overcomers

No doubt you’ll meet a predicamentAt such times, forget the commandment, At such times, forget the commandment, Just lean on it’s amendment Which shines more than a filament, Enthrones you above the firmament, Whose life makes you more than a monument For such is what for us He always meant, Without need of any comment….Continue reading “Overcomers”

Again and again

I have before been at crossroadsThing’s tougher than a toadEven more of sorts a loadOne you’d want not to hoardCause why would you hold,Something to your advantage you can’t fold?I better not leave this untold Even though this piece won’t be soldBeware of the detour ‘re being showed.@Daabris

Ravaged

You’ve never met a monster like thisA beast that ravages ones very aura.Preying on the susceptibility of desirePouncing on the vulnerability of emotionLike a predator it huntsSniffing after any clue of instability Disguising in a manner of disinterestThough veiled, very calculatedAn equation so improbable yet discreteDescribable yet intangibleOut of sight but not reachA morph, aContinue reading “Ravaged”

Thoughts

Of matters feisty, of matters excellence….such you master. Words are pretty much wands and thus your world.A world you came dominate on such a day.

Avoid the crowd, stand out

They used to dream,Top of the creme..(Creme de la creme.)Until they thought of….Letting off some steam.Saying they were a team,Licking some cream,And it seemed like a beamIndeed it was a whim. Now the deem is getting all dim,“It seems” now multiple seams,A sea full of “you see?”Coz the team now just offers teaOf the “wins”Continue reading “Avoid the crowd, stand out”

Identity

Again I stroke my maneNot because I had a stroke buhBecause walking one’s lane Can’t be the ‘walk of shame’Heck, could be the wall of fameProvided they ain’t lame.Yeah, with a maim, what’s main is the painBut consider being constrained behind a paneYet not being a panelist?It’s a bane.So, again I stroke my mane CouldContinue reading “Identity”