CUT THE CRAP !

Sheryffat

Cut the crap! Stop being a deceiver

Such an act is gained from deluder 

You may seem to be a great achiever

Just note that it'd never last forever

 

Knowledge is light, a path to new heights. When teachers lead, take heed and write! 

While seeking knowledge, your mind waver like a flying kite

Kick against indiscipline for you to be bright 

Cut the crap from laziness, it's never too late to achieve new things of height 

 

Do not harm your soul with solitude

The Giver of life needs your gratitude

Why poisoning your heart and ruin your hood?

Cut the crap! Life is a treasure if your vision is good

 

Why dress at all if nudity is your goal?

You're multi-dressed but none is seen as whole

Modesty curbs insanity; in it your beauty shows 

Cut the crap from shit ! Dress with integrity and you'll be treated as a precious soul. 

 

 

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  • Tony36

    Awesome write

    • Sheryffat

      Thanks you, I appreciate your comment!

      • Tony36

        You're welcome

      • Doggerel Dave

        Seems to be several themes in your poem. And I’m of course unsure of the context of all of them. However, to your last, in your last stanza: I quite like modest dress – makes a relief from distracting semi nudity. So long as I can see your face…….

        • Sheryffat

          Thanks for bringing this up and I'm glad you like the last stanza of my 'Cut the Crap' which focuses on 'modesty'.
          As you know what poetry enhances, some of the themes of my poems may appear to be connotative in nature.
          Here, the first stanza talks about the repercussions of deceit, forgery, etc. The second stanza centres on the significance of seeking knowledge; while the third stanza persuades its audience to have faith over fear as well as cultivating gratitude. The last stanza encourages decent dressing.
          Thanks.



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