Quotes about satire, page 11
Zany You Are!
My heart, longs to see you!
To placate thy ire, this, soul injured, yearns.
Being wounded, I recall, your prick and reek.
My heart, longs to see you.
Kicked on my nose, saying fiery, ‘Go away’!
You could have pummeled my ditties flowing slow.
Or, you could let loose your, satire virulent.
Punchy poems are very hard, to glean their themes concealed.
My heart, longs to see you!
Weird you’re good friend, weighing up not easy.
Don’t veer hate on me, which you have on men.
Please, yield no place to, emotions unreined.
A zinger makes you rile and I yelp being frail!
My heart longs to see you!
Note: You can sing in the tune of Tamil film song:
“ Unnai kan theduthe”
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Keep Gambling
Keep gambling
As questions
Instinctive living
Memories go blunt
Dark slums
Keep gambling
Survival game
Gets beyond guts
On the street
Dead mother floating
Religious riot
Keep gambling
A small hope of love
Running hiding
Betrayals of friends
Masters and jealousies
Keep gambling
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poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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My fears...
I am not afraid of dying,
But ' twould be no falsehood to say I am afraid of death;
This is my life, this is the irony, the satire-
I can be nude and plain in the concluding embrace of death,
Yet I cannot don the funeral attire.
I am not afraid of committing sin,
Yet, I am afraid of forgiving those who err (and then admit) -
I condemn hypocrisy and all that lies within,
But yet I fear I am a hypocrite.
I am not afraid of the flags in a funeral procession,
As long as they drag behind a coffin within which it is I who is sheathed;
But if I were the driver of the hearse of another,
The flags would signal the toll of one's victory and the silence of another's defeat.
poem by Samah Khan
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Light Lifts Life's Temporal Mists
LIGHT LIFTS TEMPORAL MISTS
Serenity sanctions situational satire
melody making amends for mocking or melancholy's
defeating didactic distance, dispersal dire.
Latent light lifts life's temporal mists. Temptation's solely
uncomplemented search, soul speech sold short -
self renunciation and spiritual bankruptcy,
pride ride deciding in place of reason caught
in vain idio[t]syncratic explanations compensatory.
Dreams dissipate defensive disillusions dilatory,
self-confidence enhances enchantment, ire's
importance wanes whie faith wraith fades instantly
fuss dust fears fall to doughty desires.
Thoughts? Fear fiction proves when facts are shown
triumphant, time and tide soon overthrown.
30 May 2010
SXX_EJZ
poem by Jonathan Robin
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No I am not without love
I
No I am not without love
Or understating above…?
My monarch's wings have that black stucco-
Edge; like a church glass window.
Orange, warmth; heavily, leaded
But they're coursing with red-blood
Lights filter, within, vaulted:
To frame those darker, vaults pallid.
I'm a thorn of living fire
I mumble with choir inside
Weeping angels guide my satire
Both heart and soul are allied.
Simultaneously two wings beat
Love and compassion complete.
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poem by Mark Heathcote
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Young Reviews
Some young poets may mistake
Reviews as a door for more discussion
A vast arena where one can make
An endless lane for Argumentation.
Reviewing further on a review
The comment box becomes gibe talk
Topic diverted to irrelevant issues
Until its there that Gossip walks
Perhaps a line has to be drawn
Where Poetry as art should have a place
Center the review on what it spawns
The impact, the theme, what the poems says
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This poem was written as a satire for young poets
who have mistaken the comment box as a place for pointless
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poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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A hold not firm
We are here
to lead you any where
from nothingness to something
if you wish for anything
It has to be honest and sincere
it has to uttered with care
it is no use to simply watch or stare
you need to prove very fare
It is in build desire
to seek good partner and admire
this is not goods on hire
it can prove good satire
We all may pass same stage
but still prove right and manage
it is delicate phase and age
the wild animal is trying to come out of cage
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Long Song of Celebration (pt.IV)
wisdom like an hour glass that drops a granule at a time
Love it! So many thoughts inspired in so little time
art promoting the unity between spirit and science.,
Hilarious satire shines truth, experience always trumps dogma
lyrical flow Tragic rise and fall of man,
blind to the beauty that surrounds him,
Powerful indictments provide a voice for the
sufferers of such heinous victimization,
nostalgia can be a powerful narcotic but nothing beats
the high of being here and now,
the immediate moment, life's true temple.
Reverence for all life! - In today's world of separation and polarization,
the common heart, the threads of love uniting all the religions of the world
the immensities of human depth,
has tasted life in all its varied flavors,
chills capture the intimate tranquility of the night
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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The Absent Element
covers of earth
consumed by dirt
consumed by greed
right since birth
thoughtless whispers
unknown smiles
this body shivers
as I walk these miles
covers of space
overshadowed by faith
constricting inside
this prolonged wait
demented schemes
a preoccupied mind
conspiring themes
a satire rewind
covers of air
ceaselessly dark everywhere
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poem by Xor 999
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Back From A Two-years' Sentence
Back from a two-years' sentence!
And though it had been ten,
You think, I were scarred no deeper
In the eyes of my fellow-men.
'My fellow-men--?' Sounds like a satire,
You think-- and I so allow,
Here in my home since childhood,
Yet more than a stranger now!
Pardon--! Not wholly a stranger--,
For I have a wife and child:
That woman has wept for two long years,
And yet last night she smiled--!
Smiled, as I leapt from the platform
Of the midnight train, and then--
All that I knew was that smile of hers,
And our babe in my arms again!
Back from a two-years' sentence--
But I've thought the whole thing through--,
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poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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