by Aniruddha Pathak |
Categories:
bird, humor, image, mirror, self,
Me a bush stone curlew,
And this is my fond view—
There's none whoso like me
In all space, land and sea,
An if one does exist,
Bird it be, be it beast,
Reflection of mine is,
And oh dear, I love this--
A curlew of rare hue!
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A bush stone curlew, a bird, spent hours staring at its own reflection as shown in a video that became instantly viral. The bird became instant star as well. Now, if this bird had a poetic bent of mind, it might have penned a little ditty like this.
Happenings, humour | 21.03.2017 |
by Whit Deschner |
Categories:
12th grade, abuse, desire, funny love, humor, love, lust,
He was a narcissist
With a touch of an arsonist
And got burnt by his own desire
For he was cremated
By the love he created
Setting his heart on fire
by Byron Kaya |
Categories:
abuse, bullying, philosophy, wisdom,
As the honey bee is drawn to the flower
So too is a Narcissist drawn to an Empath
As the honey bee travels flower to flower
So too does the Narcissist run their list
As the honey bee survives by the flowers
So too does the Narcissist survive by their audience
Narcissists love exploiting others
Empaths naturally heal others
by Barbara Barry-Nishanian |
Categories:
abuse, anger, love hurts, stress,
MALES DON’T HAVE MONOPOLY
Those reading my poems should know,
He too, can be a She.
Not talking about transgender,
narcissist both … can be.
Males don’t have monopoly on,
emotional abuse.
Females seen as cruel as men.
when anger … they let loose
Both hate everything we stand for,
and quick to let us know.
Disrespect what we believe, for
friends and us ... contempt show.
Both appear to be real charmers
through mask won’t let folks see.
When not being observed reveal,
how demeaning … can be.
April 5, 2023
by Chetta Achara |
Categories:
life, lost love, love,
I am always saddened when I hear you have found
someone new because you will make her cry,
then cry again ...again....again....again and again until eventually you walk out, leaving her behind a closed door because you have found someone new who you will also make cry, then cry again...again...again...again and again until eventually you walk, out leaving her behind another one
of your closed doors.
by Lei Strauss |
Categories:
love,
Boom! Alas! Magic!
I’m stunned by your spell.
Your sorcery charms me
It’s so hard to tell.
Roving at streets
searching your presence
Like a pooch sniffing sideways
This thought makes just no sense.
Fascinating yet deceiving,
complimenting a narcissist.
This potion captivates me
Why this madness ever exist?
Sorceress paramour
I am cursed to like you
Drunk with folly
Fated to woo you.
by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
abuse, america, bullying, freedom, political,
He reaps what he sows
He despises everyone equally though
his supporters are fools, his own words
he said I can shoot one
and they will still love me
I am laughing hysterically as its true
His proclivities or resume as follows
Narcissist
Hater
Bully
Thief
Dictator
Anti democracy
Psycho
Abuser of women
Abuser of all
Racist
Convicted felon
Now every nut has a bandage on their ear
blind mice who are proud of being deaf too
Fools drinking the Kool-Aid
He reaps what he sows
1939 all over again
by Suzanne Need |
Categories:
anxiety, boyfriend, break up, bullying, care, depression, relationship,
Like the phoenix from the ashes I rose,that was not the life I had chose,all my weaknesses used against me,I wasn’t the person I just wanted to be..Didn’t like my dress sense,didn’t like my hair,you hurt my feelings,you just didn’t even care!..No “ I love yous” in reply,feeling lonley,just wanting to die..Always fighting,never at peace, the day I left you was a BEAUTIFUL RELEASE…
by Hugo Sarvida Jr. |
Categories:
life, loneliness, love, romance,
This morning of my life happens,
When two people make love in the rain.
I came in this world, so messy
And I live a messy life.
This afternoon of my life happens,
When this one person died
Amidst the heaty sun.
I saw myself in this silvery mirror
Curvy narcissist, and I love myself.
This evening of my life happens
When I don't know myself
That one thing for sure,
Those two people are gone
And I put myself among the rest.
The night ruled over light.
That's the time I know.
I live in darkness.
"Old, please led. New, please follow".
by Bernice Makotanyane |
Categories:
muse,
Was too quick to conclude
When alone was truly how he felt
Was too quick to judge
When he done gave and couldn’t keep
Was just too quick
Too quick to realize he was aching more than he portrayed
Truth is, strong was the option left on his list of do’s
Selfish is far from what he is
Unknown is depth of the cut on his wounds
And how dare I call him a narcissist when life led him to be
How dare I be a saint in an ocean of sins
Life was never kind to him how dare I demand him kindness
Love never loved him so how dare I demand him love
He can’t give what he doesn’t know
That should’ve been my conclusion
by Minney L. |
Categories:
care, cheer up, forgiveness, freedom, smile,
Never stop
Smiling-- even if your world be walls
Put under skin, or from sick glaciers,
Melting. From your smile,
Reaches into the holes, stops the blood from
Bleedimg-- breaking on glassy tears, and upward.
Keep face. Love your smile; there is no expression
In that expression that can't burn the heart out, folding
Like a flush in the sun, sweet. Live your smile: reeling.
by Moses Sichach |
Categories:
angst, betrayal, emotions, introspection, psychological, truth, word play,
I am tired of politics
On the left the ideas are always right
And on the right there is no humanity left
No one ever changes their side for a middleway
I am tired of God
He is all knowing he is life
His plan always ends in death, black swan events
Raging narcissist , good or bad he is praised
I am tired of sex
On one hand it is called musturbation
With a full room its an orgy or indicent exposure
It is sin and glory at the same time
I am tired of love I guess
Last week I was happy and in love
Now I am just angry and hurt
My girlfriend left again Its obvious I know
by Gilles Bergeron |
Categories:
introspection, journey, loss, mirror,
Beware of Time
She won't love what came before
Time loves but Itself
A true Narcissist
She won't turn her head for you
Although outstretched
Her arms won't point out the next bend
Arrow hands never to embrace
Methodically she schemes
In metronomic steps
Only up towards Babel
To reach the Gods who Thunder
To become One Herself
Time won't wait for you
Time cares not for you
To the end of Itself
Time wants to be revered
Don't make time for Time
She won't reminisce
by Hugo Sarvida Jr. |
Categories:
character, faith, life, philosophy,
Be a good person, don't be a fool
Don't be prejudiced to everyone
Dont think all people are good
Be precatious but don't take evil thought
Love yourself but not too narcissist
To be perfect in human eyes there will never be an end
Be a good person to yourself
Don't have to prove anything to anyone
In good or bad grades, that's their business
We live not to impress people but to God only.
by Kari Harbuck |
Categories:
perspective,
Searching for true love
Never to experience
Wrapped up in oneself