Balance Poems
Reason Is Not Enough
by Richard Randolph
What people call reason
is usually nothing more than a weapon
they wield to justify their prejudices.
I have seen otherwise kind people
cut a friend to ribbons with cold logic
and then smile at the carnage,
forgetting that pride is one of the
seven deadly sins.
But meaningful thought requires much more:
......
Ying Yang
by Gus Krueger
Swimming in cold rivers with friends
Taking hot showers to feel better
Exhausted staying up late with the people close to me
Uneasy about new experiences ahead of me
Balance.
I’m cold when alone
I’m hot with a fever
I’m exhausted washing down adderall with nyquil
I’m uneasy about the unknown balance of feeling alone
Flow
by Mohammed Irshad Shamsi
To go with the flow, is what you wish.
You're as good as a dead fish.
Swishing and sloshing you'll soon vanish.
Oh! Boy you ain't one who churn and learn.
You've got it all figured, your believes are Stern.
Unturn, stubborn.
A boulder that stand strong.
Just as lifeless. But you stand among
those who first soften and then fade in Oblivion.
......
Beloved
by Ismail Abi
Here but not here
Far yet so near
Beloved my Beloved
Sing with me O Beloved
In the children playing in the rain
In the man worried in the train
In the baby coming out of the womb
In the elderly going into that tomb
In the couple sharing a kiss so sweet
......
Ying Yang
by Gus Krueger
Swimming in cold rivers with friends
Taking hot showers to feel better
Exhausted staying up late with the people close to me
Uneasy about new experiences ahead of me
Balance.
I’m cold when alone
I’m hot with a fever
I’m exhausted washing down adderall with nyquil
I’m uneasy about the unknown balance of feeling alone
Reason Is Not Enough
by Richard Randolph
What people call reason
is usually nothing more than a weapon
they wield to justify their prejudices.
I have seen otherwise kind people
cut a friend to ribbons with cold logic
and then smile at the carnage,
forgetting that pride is one of the
seven deadly sins.
But meaningful thought requires much more:
......
Beloved
by Ismail Abi
Here but not here
Far yet so near
Beloved my Beloved
Sing with me O Beloved
In the children playing in the rain
In the man worried in the train
In the baby coming out of the womb
In the elderly going into that tomb
In the couple sharing a kiss so sweet
......
Flow
by Mohammed Irshad Shamsi
To go with the flow, is what you wish.
You're as good as a dead fish.
Swishing and sloshing you'll soon vanish.
Oh! Boy you ain't one who churn and learn.
You've got it all figured, your believes are Stern.
Unturn, stubborn.
A boulder that stand strong.
Just as lifeless. But you stand among
those who first soften and then fade in Oblivion.
......
