I fall asleep with thoughts of you in mind, And think the same, the moment I awake, Each day turns out like past made to rewind, And every night, the same wish would I make; I pray respite from such times flowing by, Lest all Eternity gets spent this way, If Fate it be, some
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A family gathering; a party so bright. Revelers dancing on into the night. A family, as one, filled with joyful mirth. Role models, all; the salt of the earth. The raucous revelers are lost in the haze, Failing to see his cold vacant gaze. Music and laughter; they don’t see their guest. His face gives
A little flicker on the edge A darting dog’s last day A dagger from a dancing eye A thought of buried clay Love that’s unseen may be unfelt, and may as well be blind as he who loves, as he who’s loved Although it fills, it hides. It’s always been, within, without it nourishes the
My love did write me notes of loneliness, Her tears smudging the margins of the page, But left an ending of such sweet caress, As though bowing, to curtsy on a stage; If it is true that life is but a show, We must have acted scenes for quite a while, And countless times, for
Celestially blessed heavenly anointed. With paths defined singularly pointed. Bliss known a virtue for which most pine. Sharing and caring are similarly divine. A few stick through a lot along get lost. For all choices errant, dearer proves cost. Do not lose dignity acumen and thought. Not worth the misery and anguish brought Parting proves
Although just one snake is well known in that so-called paradise, actually there were tons of them. When we ran away, I was never so happy. My feet no longer touching swarms of mushy poison. Fruit smelled to high heaven in Eden but berries tasted yum yum good as we filled our faces hurrying happily
Life happens. Traipsing on, a path to eternity… The paths unknown, the sands not seen Yet the hearts, tuned to the thought, Love is our lives, lives are for love. The music settles, on our souls.. Gripped in the depths, forever known. The chorals, and swings of the cosmos, Tuned fatuous, for our sublime regards..
Stone pelted blood and gore My innocent eyes now all sore Grief stricken my hands all tied My nimble limbs wounded one side I look around to see pain and fear Who knows what brought me here I try and rise only to fall No one’s there to hear my call I look up and
Regardless of contentions being branded reprobate Carried on just believing a share of my dished fate Others with own schema never once looked behind Kept waiting in expectancy but bliss was hard to find Harsh while in beginning then slowly got immune With solitude as company and demons my commune No rue though is nurtured
I wept at your funeral, saddest to the core of my heart… At home I found your diary…remnants of your soul; You died so young! With so much to do, The world needed you, so did I, Why did you leave us and chose to die? Why didn’t you give one last try? All he
In the morning I miss my childhood In the mid day, the lunch We had together, In the evening the harmonious Sound of the musical tunes Of your talk, At night The short slumbers We had together, but now I flicker with a flame at the tip In plunging my self Into the oil of
The days are cold Feelings are stoned The angers have rained The apologies have drained Tears are stuck in a clot Emotions have fought Mind tells me to fight But heart tells me to hide The wound is light But the pain is heavy The muscles are strong but the heart seems to be wrong
As much try shaking off odd feeling can’t avoid On face seems normalcy deep within I’m paranoid All evident brave fronts and donned blasé guise Reflect chinks in armor of societal compromise Frayed old compulsions often daunt and afflict Daubed in hues darker sane rationality restrict Old emotional stockpile intrinsically stays stuck Robs active dynamism
A visit to the zoo I wanted to become a deer Four legs A flowery short tail Tremulous look Earth’s colour A doe walked nearby She wanted me to scratch The corner of her eyes With the end of the Branch in my horn
Looking down, I can see only one thing… Darkness as far as it goes, not even a blink, Life’s an eternal abyss, I learnt today; Winners see the light, quitters kicked away… Myself was a winner (or so I thought), but fate decided, To take a sudden turn, now there’s nothing left of me; So