Jealousy
Barroom Hero
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Intellectual Inferiority
What lesson comes from the ease in surpassing
The inferior player in a match of wit?
An insulting confrontation bitterly amassing
Within an enraged heart: acidic pit.
Built up the walls of pride were
To the skilled player of the game.
A crushing defeat would soon incur
“A pathetic loser,” his title of fame.
Vengeance is considered but only a recourse
As his inner organ sorely boils.
If and should become just one source
Of misunderstanding, the mind’s eye coils.
Truthful bricks rain down with precision
Upon the vain presumptions of a loser.
Lucid but unattainable is the witty decision
Exhibited by a victorious amuser.
Wrote this while considering my place among the college bound. Never liked all the competing that students must do in order to prove that they are worth a college education...
What lesson comes from the ease in surpassing
The inferior player in a match of wit?
An insulting confrontation bitterly amassing
Within an enraged heart: acidic pit.
Built up the walls of pride were
To the skilled player of the game.
A crushing defeat would soon incur
“A pathetic loser,” his title of fame.
Vengeance is considered but only a recourse
As his inner organ sorely boils.
If and should become just one source
Of misunderstanding, the mind’s eye coils.
Truthful bricks rain down with precision
Upon the vain presumptions of a loser.
Lucid but unattainable is the witty decision
Exhibited by a victorious amuser.
Wrote this while considering my place among the college bound. Never liked all the competing that students must do in order to prove that they are worth a college education...
Liberal Douchebags that Blame Bush for Everything are Useless Pieces of Trash. I Shit on You.
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stands the one contemplation of the battle, witch for some,
is seen as conquest
yet...
go ahead man
keep as cool as you can
face piles of trials
with smiles..
does rile them to believe
that you perceive the web they weave..
and
keep on thinking free..
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strive for the best .. get it!!
with apologies to justin hayward
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
Itself with endless existence?
The thought coming from a single mind
Is my perpetual encumbrance.
and I'll fight in my own way....
my delight was my childhood....
during which I accosted many
and they knew my heart from teh common
penny.....
battles are my future......
teh baby is my husband
and I am having husbandry-love
right now....
holy cow
I think I may be right....
so drop your arms don't fight.....
I'm genevievre.....madelin.....all those
who kill you in your sweet repose......
give up......I feel the sword now ready.......
I will kill you when you are most heady......
I fell like God's gift.....
the gifts He's given me can't be counted......
you'll each die as I'm mounted......
I'm poison with a smile
beguiling biblical and prophetic.....
mate, you're all pathetic
and yeah, human competition for anything but survival is pretty well farcical to me.
and no argument obviously won from the start will ever give satisfaction, it is as if your opponent leaned upon his sword to give you your victory.
it's all so small.
so there. LOL.
and nice thread you have here master hero.
this is an amazing piece, but the last two lines elude me... who's the winner? the loser? i don't get it
nobody won, but the intellectual doesn't know that. for he can be as hollow as dead wood and termite territory.
watch the mood. LOL... all conversations can be minimized to retail sales...
retail sales indeed... where's the love, seta?
it burns it burns it burns it burns
all this stupid fucking rat-hole wit match
makes me sick
even when I "win"
which is as often as I choose not to play the game
Satre, indeed... fuckers.
I liked it. Your writing is good and punchy.
For me, the loser is the one whose hopes were dashed when the winner so easily trounced him. He thought he was the best, but soon found out otherwise. The worst part is not that he lost, but that he can comprehend the great skill of the winner and will never attain that level of skill.
zee human experience, no?
The arrogance of it. Walk away.
I am perfect proof of the need to walk away, regardless of skill or otherwise... I am too easily baited into an argument, and I've never liked that about myself.
The winner should take zero pride in besting someone lesser. It is their weakness that they decided to jump on the issue in the first place knowing that they would win. An obvious need to suddenly verify ego.
The loser, however brave in their folly, is actually the winner, in my humble opinion, because they learned something, gained something. The winner gained little but lost time and a temporary sense of damn-I'm-good.
I believe that the so-called winner here, doesn't deserve to be called one at all.