Perception is alluding or even amply deceptive,
people may seem very strange and so delusive
in the interaction with sophisticated society:
where the norm is to display intellectuality
in the way they dress, the way they speak;
God help them when personal secrets leak,
will they expose their unflinching character?
I suggest all remain true to their valued ideals,
and despite the possible derision from peers
not brought up with a strict criteria of morals,
it won't make anyone feel less than an individual:
who has made an effort to stand out from all?
Figure out who'll be enraged and criticized!
Consider the fragility of spirit not reassured by self-worth,
but firmly strengthened by strong temptation and want;
the accumulation of riches without the value they impart,
pile up mountains of it only to show their immense wealth!
One of the richest men that ever existed pondered upon this,
hoping that his chosen heirs would be shrewd and not squander it
for some wits, but managed it wisely remembering his many sacrifices:
would they honor it with the certainty, not with the fear it wouldn't last?
10/7/2023
A classical poet, indeed, you are not.
An intellectual poet, spare me the lot!!
Fingers that knew well,humanity’s heart .
Poetry that freed me from, dead stoic art .
Freedom to be, who we are was your song.
“Since feeling is first,”I do hum, all day long!
Intellectualism, bores this poet to tears!
Lying with my love on summer’s grass my heart cheers.
I shall love you, e.e, Cummings, till my final breath.
Your poetry, I will value and love until the day of my death.
You gave me the ultimate freedom to really be me,
I think of you always when writing good poetry.
Your sensuous lines…..“Since feeling is first,”
Allowed me to surpass intellectuality, it’s life that I thirst!”
My love and respect,
Panagiota Romios
My verse is romantic realistic
in it gypsy flutes and mandolins play
an outside air of bohemian intellectuality
my poetry misses life, era of activist
DEVINE PARENTAGE:
Praise be unto JEHOVAH!
The GOD who has no rootage,
And no one knows his lineage.
His holiness is basically not a heritage,
And His divinity spiritually holds a mileage,
Which is affirmed with a homage.
Praise be unto JEHOVAH!
The GOD who is a perpetual Mother...
A good Mother full of honour,
Whose breastmilk carries power,
Nourishing Her offsprings with brainpower.
Her eternal nurturing for them is without a cessation.
Her intellectuality is with perfection.
Her heart beats with compassion,
Forgiving them of their transgressions.
And saving them from destructions.
Praise be unto JEHOVAH!
The GOD who is an everlasting father...
A Father who really loves his children.
His heart is a fine accommodation,
Providing them food and protection.
He advices and motivates them with affection,
Making His fatherhood based on confection,
So that He chooses no to consign.
And in Him do the children confine,
As He makes their life so fine.
Yes,JEHOVAH is a Mother...,
Yes,JEHOVAH is a Father...,
His parenthood overwhelms.
And He rules in all realms,
Because,the universe dwells in his hands.
And with His rulership,no one can withstand.
So,impassioned,my heart instantaneously was captured.
By your dark moonlit, emerald eyes, with one gaze,
I was magically....enraptured!
Later, intoxicated by your hot,burning crimson lips.
Your hands electrified,me when they drew me to
Your oh so tempestuous hips!
I am a poetess, certainly am not drawn to intellectuality.
Love, intimacy and desiring souls only, most surely
Do set my spirit free!
There is no trophy to win,as love’s blessings are the best.
Joy, happiness, love and just being with you was...
My forever, glowing, amethyst remembrance!
5/2/2022
How do we go through life with degrees?
And always, always blame someone for our needs!
Sad, Ivory Tower midgets are we!
Living in outreageous arrogance, but always blaming thee!
Big heads, but no hearts.
Blame, blame, are our poison darts.
Who, we? We are perfect you see?
Ineffective, irresponsible, intellectuality!
What have you done for the earth?
Besides quipping, off the cuff, ineffective mirth?
10-10-2021
Instant cognition
Of the entirety
Defying delineation
By the i-dentity
The seeming paradox
Is imaginary
Bemusing the wily fox
Addicted to imagery
The subtle dimension
Is indivisible
Its rendition
Impossible
Expansion of consciousness
Cognising oneness & unity
Of the That awareness
Is beyond grasp of feeble intellectuality
So awareness just silently observes
Indulgence of he who once knew but forgot
And though it wishes to embrace & serve
For the moment, it cannot
Such is the path of our pathless sojourn
All we need to do is to undo, to erase
Egoic negativity, yet strangely we choose to burn
Man’s self inflicted pain never ceases to amaze
The instruments that are meant to serve
By paying them over attention
Have been pampered more than they deserve
Even in obituaries only they are mentioned!
This mayic illusion
Denying our wellness, completeness
We may instantly end the confusion
By humbly meditating in stillness
To be one with the oneness
As always, with divine assistance
03-November-2020
My Poetry is Me.
My poetry is me.
You won't find me behind forest trees.
Nor in brilliant words in flight.
Nor in words, esoteric
One-liners are not me.
Nor do I flaunt my intellectuality.
Nor feign humble religiosity.
I know no other way to be~
My poetry is simply,me.
July 2, 2020
2pm PST
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From the Heart
Comes all reality, not reasoned, boring intellectuality.
Banal theorems, dusty old rules, none serve life effectively.
We are human beings with hearts that need tending.
Sensitivity to our blossoming souls need human gardening.
Love is the most potent force for us all.
Not meaningless awards and sheepskins decorating our wall!
Less arrogance, less using others to climb to the top.
No harming others or their property, this all, has to immediately stop!
No, "I count so much more than you!"
As you see this has created a hateful,ignorant, destructive zoo.
From the warmth of our heart is where we must indeed live.
No longer seeking to take, but to without reservation,give!
June 27,2020
5pm PST
Poem # 1317
You and those commanding eyes, set me on fire.
No reasoning, no intellectuality, could ever quell
my inferno-like desires.
August 28, 2019
How did it come to pass that
belonging to a religion is now
considered a stupid act?
And when being anti-American,
a sign of superior intellectuality?
When no respect for our laws on
the books are heeded?
When, did it become popular to
kill newborns, supported by
women dressed as female body
parts, marching in the streets?
Worse, to express any and all
Conservative political opinions,
as for this may mean you will be
avoided or physically beaten?
The most insulting of all, to have
mass murders, allowing the killer
to live, we just need his Manifesto
to justify it all?
And howling politicians dancing on
the graves of the dead like wolves!
Just to get into the White House?
Ungodly shameless, is all!
August 4, 2019
4pm PST
I am poetry personified that's me
maybe not a lyrical genius
but someone who is passionate
about words and getting messages across
to inspire and increase the frequencies
of the universal dream, consciously
I have this big idea you see
to spread love, peace and unity
through the use of words, verse and poetry
for this I find really touches me
and resonates and brings to life
a very pure and real spiritual light
and hopefully engages minds
and also open up other peoples eyes
to question everything so as to expose the lies
through the for of poetic art
and though I may not be as litarary
as others that argue contrary
and even with those those whom agree with me
my strength is my passion and love
not necessarily my intellectuality
which in reality, I know,
Does not beat strong inside of me
A potatoe cake bathing with an onion ring is an iconic sealed ring in a genuine abyss of calm. But an abyss is neither an abbot nor an abbess. For pretty tunnels created in a monastery clap link out to wave wreathed gardens bursting with hue and fauna. So a garland weave can be made into the form of a forty thousand foot ibex. And this can be achieved quite quickly. By placing bees in soldier lines. That normally has the desired effect. Oh wow. A little bean with a fruit cup is arriving. Look how sparkly the costume is. Lovely lingering linguistic lounging linking. And a stick smiling from an antique wooden chair in a mountain forest haze. Hahaha raisins racing radishes. Hahah pointed playing field. Xxxxx intellectuality z
Perhaps you don’t know,
About a treatment of insults,
I were insulting over centuries,
I am Dalit that’s why I am writing you.
If you are seeking justice,
Just remind them who are attempting,
Injustice can deliver anyone,
Can you mark a sign of peace?
I am n’t foolish, I am n’t illiterate,
I am wise and I am educated,
That’s why I am seeking cooperation,
To confirm your regard.
I were humiliated over centuries,
That’s why I am raising this voice,
Do you believe injustice?
Let’s go to kill discriminations.
I want to live my life,
That’s why my struggle is hard,
I thought one day will come, when
You shall regard your intellectuality.
If you are seeking your regard,
Just remind them our differences are,
For a better living, to keep us alive,
To justify the values of natural resources.
He is Lord
The owner of natural developments,
A human has his positive belief
God cares for all.
Nobody knows
His colour, caste and race
But a human believes also
Lord has a language
He was born a human.
Why only in a human shape,
Is a human super class in animals?
Only human is responsible for all experiments
His jurisdiction cares for all lives
To provide equal opportunity,
A struggle for justice
For human beings.
God looks after everybody
Who knows?
But a human did it
He cares for all
He dreams to serve for all
By his power, greed or intellectuality
But human never cares for human jurisdiction
And always commit crime
He never thought
Law has its service
Everywhere on a territory
Where he lives.
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