Submissions by Joseph-Zenieh
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
THE LONELY FLOWER
THE LONELY FLOWER
Don't ask me why l grow just there;
God has placed me where none would stare.
He makes me grow where no one likes
Among the nettles and the spikes.
I do my best to give the smell
That all would love to receive well.
No one would like even to try;
They just from far wave me good bye.
I thirst and hunger just to give,
But none would stretch hand to receive.
With pride and neglect they reject
What l with blood and tears collect.
Not even bees would like my place
Although all nectar...
Don't ask me why l grow just there;
God has placed me where none would stare.
He makes me grow where no one likes
Among the nettles and the spikes.
I do my best to give the smell
That all would love to receive well.
No one would like even to try;
They just from far wave me good bye.
I thirst and hunger just to give,
But none would stretch hand to receive.
With pride and neglect they reject
What l with blood and tears collect.
Not even bees would like my place
Although all nectar...
#loneliness
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WHICH SHOULD BE FIRST ?
WHICH SHOULD BE FIRST ?
When your house is on blaze of fire,
You can't think of a meal you miss.
First, put out what may you expire;
Then think of what your stomach miss.
I feel surprized at those who think
Of lovely eyes and perfect nose.
You can't do that when on the brink,
And you may fall and your life lose.
What is the meaning of this life
If all will end in that dark grave?
With problems and hard work is rife,
Can the prize be that gloomy cave?
A call l have to those who think
To strain their...
When your house is on blaze of fire,
You can't think of a meal you miss.
First, put out what may you expire;
Then think of what your stomach miss.
I feel surprized at those who think
Of lovely eyes and perfect nose.
You can't do that when on the brink,
And you may fall and your life lose.
What is the meaning of this life
If all will end in that dark grave?
With problems and hard work is rife,
Can the prize be that gloomy cave?
A call l have to those who think
To strain their...
#LifeGoals
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GIVE ME A SIGNAL, LORD.
GIVE ME A SIGNAL, LORD.
No length of time on earth to lose
Without an aim that cools the heart.
Life is too short; use all the clues
To find life gist ere you depart.
Life is a chance to find your peace
When you a mighty goal achieve.
Then fear of time you will erase
As you the pith of life conceive.
Your peace may come from works of art
That leave on earth a glorious fame
Which keeps you glowing as a fact,
And your torch shines as brilliant flame.
The greatest gift is just to know
And get of second...
No length of time on earth to lose
Without an aim that cools the heart.
Life is too short; use all the clues
To find life gist ere you depart.
Life is a chance to find your peace
When you a mighty goal achieve.
Then fear of time you will erase
As you the pith of life conceive.
Your peace may come from works of art
That leave on earth a glorious fame
Which keeps you glowing as a fact,
And your torch shines as brilliant flame.
The greatest gift is just to know
And get of second...
#inspirational
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THAT'S WHAT I SEEK.
THAT'S WHAT I SEEK.
I seek the state of serene world
That gives the calmness which l want.
It is the site of holy mood,
Where l get pure in that clean font.
I shun a word that can cause you
A wound in your most tender soul.
That word on my tears has a due
That makes me cry before you gall.
We're born to live heaven on earth.
If not, it can be scorching hell.
Both earned by acts of love or wrath
That with joy or gloom can us fill.
Nothing but heaven is man's goal
That each discerns in his own way. ...
I seek the state of serene world
That gives the calmness which l want.
It is the site of holy mood,
Where l get pure in that clean font.
I shun a word that can cause you
A wound in your most tender soul.
That word on my tears has a due
That makes me cry before you gall.
We're born to live heaven on earth.
If not, it can be scorching hell.
Both earned by acts of love or wrath
That with joy or gloom can us fill.
Nothing but heaven is man's goal
That each discerns in his own way. ...
#happiness
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CHRIST'S SYMBOL IS THE CROSS.
CHRIST'S SYMBOL IS THE CROSS.
This is the sense that l get from
My life and that of everyone.
Sadness fills Mine and yours can cram,
From the great to the weakest man.
You whipped and hung Me on the cross;
I was none in your haughty eyes.
I pity you as you will pass
Same death ere you get in My skies.
I came from up to show the type
Each one who lives on earth will see.
You laugh and cheer but have no hope
As your end won't be that of glee.
I give a symbol to My creed
That shows My love mixed with...
This is the sense that l get from
My life and that of everyone.
Sadness fills Mine and yours can cram,
From the great to the weakest man.
You whipped and hung Me on the cross;
I was none in your haughty eyes.
I pity you as you will pass
Same death ere you get in My skies.
I came from up to show the type
Each one who lives on earth will see.
You laugh and cheer but have no hope
As your end won't be that of glee.
I give a symbol to My creed
That shows My love mixed with...
#religion
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Part 3_ THEY CLEARED THEIR CONSCIENCE !
Please read parts 1+2 of: THEY CLEARED THEIR CONSCIENCE !
Part 3_ THEY CLEARED THEIR CONSCIENCE !
A friend of mine told her the truth,
And she was too clean to accept.
She threw me out with all my wealth,
And tears all my dreams quickly swept.
The house was locked, the wealth was left,
And we both lived poor and apart.
All my dreams in my heart were kept,
And with sad heart, they would depart.
She left me and sailed on wide sea.
I could find her but had no face.
All my hope got her eyes to see
Ere l dwelt in my...
Part 3_ THEY CLEARED THEIR CONSCIENCE !
A friend of mine told her the truth,
And she was too clean to accept.
She threw me out with all my wealth,
And tears all my dreams quickly swept.
The house was locked, the wealth was left,
And we both lived poor and apart.
All my dreams in my heart were kept,
And with sad heart, they would depart.
She left me and sailed on wide sea.
I could find her but had no face.
All my hope got her eyes to see
Ere l dwelt in my...
#oppression
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Part 2_ THEY CLEARED THEIR CONSCIENCE !
Part 2_ THEY CLEARED THEIR CONSCIENCE !
I had a girl, but did not want
To give her what they'd given me.
I kept her far from all my dirt.
At boarding schools, l set her free.
I missed her much but was afraid
My dirty hands would bring her shame
As shameful acts by touch could spread
And burn her heart with my own flame.
I saw myself through her so pure
And bequeathed her my house and wealth,
Which high class men would soon allure,
And we'd live pure life ere my death.
The sun of joy began to fill
My...
I had a girl, but did not want
To give her what they'd given me.
I kept her far from all my dirt.
At boarding schools, l set her free.
I missed her much but was afraid
My dirty hands would bring her shame
As shameful acts by touch could spread
And burn her heart with my own flame.
I saw myself through her so pure
And bequeathed her my house and wealth,
Which high class men would soon allure,
And we'd live pure life ere my death.
The sun of joy began to fill
My...
#oppression
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1_ THEY CLEARED THEIR CONSCIENCE !
1_ THEY CLEARED THEIR CONSCIENCE !
They were so hard, those years supposed
To be the sweetest in my life,
The early childhood that composed
The period void of care and strife.
I drudged to earn the bread l ate
With no one round to love or teach,
A poor girl that men would await
To find a chance to leap and reach.
All people gathered to destroy
That stupid girl that was too young.
They offered me a little toy,
And l connived what they had wrung.
The toy is still with me till now.
It is...
They were so hard, those years supposed
To be the sweetest in my life,
The early childhood that composed
The period void of care and strife.
I drudged to earn the bread l ate
With no one round to love or teach,
A poor girl that men would await
To find a chance to leap and reach.
All people gathered to destroy
That stupid girl that was too young.
They offered me a little toy,
And l connived what they had wrung.
The toy is still with me till now.
It is...
#oppression
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THE EARS OF WHEAT
THE EARS OF WHEAT
I wonder how man can accept
To write about a trivial thought.
He even calls it a precept
While it is minus than mere naught.
A poet has an aim to give,
A notion that can open eyes,
Not what he only can conceive
A clever thought he does appraise.
Wise men forever think they need
More knowledge as they are too small,
For better learning ask and plead
As learning has no end at all.
The empty wheat ear lifts its head
As it is light and contains none.
The fruitful one's heavy as...
I wonder how man can accept
To write about a trivial thought.
He even calls it a precept
While it is minus than mere naught.
A poet has an aim to give,
A notion that can open eyes,
Not what he only can conceive
A clever thought he does appraise.
Wise men forever think they need
More knowledge as they are too small,
For better learning ask and plead
As learning has no end at all.
The empty wheat ear lifts its head
As it is light and contains none.
The fruitful one's heavy as...
#LifeStruggles
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WHY DON'T WE?
WHY DON'T WE?
Glowing warmth shines in my heart;
God gives me that warmth to live.
It shows me how life is bright
When we live to take and give.
I find lots of things you have.
I see them just in few words
That make tranquil hearts strive
To read more from your soft hands.
Few words from you make me dance;
I have such words that make you
Dance like me and soar with bliss.
How rich is this life we view!
Life is full of love so pure,
Clean and blessed and makes you laugh;
Live that joy that can...
Glowing warmth shines in my heart;
God gives me that warmth to live.
It shows me how life is bright
When we live to take and give.
I find lots of things you have.
I see them just in few words
That make tranquil hearts strive
To read more from your soft hands.
Few words from you make me dance;
I have such words that make you
Dance like me and soar with bliss.
How rich is this life we view!
Life is full of love so pure,
Clean and blessed and makes you laugh;
Live that joy that can...
#love
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THAT'S WHAT YOU DO.
THAT'S WHAT YOU DO.
You are my spring with its soft breeze
That takes me long to stroll and breathe,
And feel that life floats on with ease
While you my fond heart cool and soothe.
You are a field of prime jasmine
Where l so slowly love to walk.
The smell you waft is my heart's kin
Whose fragrance dew my skin will soak.
No one but you can give such love,
Which grants the heart long lease of life.
You're pure and charming like a dove
That no love we give is enough.
All that will happen when we stroll ...
You are my spring with its soft breeze
That takes me long to stroll and breathe,
And feel that life floats on with ease
While you my fond heart cool and soothe.
You are a field of prime jasmine
Where l so slowly love to walk.
The smell you waft is my heart's kin
Whose fragrance dew my skin will soak.
No one but you can give such love,
Which grants the heart long lease of life.
You're pure and charming like a dove
That no love we give is enough.
All that will happen when we stroll ...
#love
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WHAT CAN BE DONE?
WHAT CAN BE DONE?
What can a person do to calm
The fear that can disturb his heart
While age is taking him to harm
And he can see his nearing blight?
He lives some years of careless mind
When life shows him his bottle's full.
He drinks but knows it can still stand
Whatever large gulps he can pull.
Then age appears to stare and wink.
He looks at life with some clear doubt.
He cuts down on what he can drink,
But none will take him from age out.
Old age comes fast like furious steed
To prance just by a...
What can a person do to calm
The fear that can disturb his heart
While age is taking him to harm
And he can see his nearing blight?
He lives some years of careless mind
When life shows him his bottle's full.
He drinks but knows it can still stand
Whatever large gulps he can pull.
Then age appears to stare and wink.
He looks at life with some clear doubt.
He cuts down on what he can drink,
But none will take him from age out.
Old age comes fast like furious steed
To prance just by a...
#anxiety
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Joseph-Zenieh