Actor Poems

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Action, Actor, Agent

Action, Actor, Agent short poem

To act ceaselessly ordained, By reactions inevitably chained, Karmic Wheel relentlessly turns, Fruits it haplessly churns, To rebirth, in new cycle to return. One his Truth who Knows, Neither as actor nor action, Neti, neti as the Sages said, Mere

The Actor And The Savages

The Actor And The Savages prose poem

I saw the scene full of flowers and I saw the Actor choking, drowned in petals, leaves, which entered his mouth, nostrils, ears, covering him until nothing was left of him. Poor Actor. What a death! Smothered by the flowers

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Freddy The Flea

Freddy The Flea long poem

Freddy the flea moved in here with me, and his family were queued up behind. I said ‘it’s a cheek’, but he looked pretty bleak, so I said c’mon in’ ‘cos I’m kind. In they all trotted, and now they

Windows

Windows prose poem

(1) Tents are crowded by windows, but missing walls and a jasmine flower. (2) A window is a border between consciousness and sub-consciousness, between Ego and its annihilation. (3) A home without a window is a blind man with no

Modern Man

Modern Man long poem

He’s a very famous actor who married an ordinary woman and while he spends his days honing his body for the kind of violent pornography they pay him to discharge, learning to compress his abdomen to crush walnuts spit out

Sally’s Ghost

Sally’s Ghost long poem

Well SALLY’S corpse is in the graveyard But her ghost clings to me like an old wet Blanket…maybe it’s because I treated her Like dirt when she was alive and shot her When I caught her cheating on me then

The Strange Bedfellows

The Strange Bedfellows long poem

I mused at the turn of event at the scene The landscape is replicate with the shapes and color not in harmony with what nature would have loved to create given his craftsmanship This was a human configuration to give

Man Of Action

Man Of Action long poem

Everything was easy and the good guy was me Chasing bad guys through the cobbled streets of Galilee The wine was sweet joy, the mad loving intense Lead bullets were flying, lives lost makes no sense I’m a man of

Master Designer

Master Designer prose poem

An accountant, businessman, psychologist, or teacher? Great challenging and responsible endeavors, but for who? What was God thinking when he made you? A doctor, lawyer, Janitor, engineer, or carpenter? All good and noble professions, but for who? What was God

Syria: On “The Road To Damascus”

Syria: On The Road To Damascus elegy

My heart bleeds, just as my tear-soaked eyes, and anguish-filled-mouth keep asking: why Syria – the Levant – the rising land Why Damascus – the City of Jasmine of shrubs and vines, now turn to vineyard of locoweed and poison

Star Struck

Star Struck short poem

I, thirst for nudging the butter lamp to peep inside the dark of a Shiva crater of human suffering, between your pain and my blood there was ancient history, where will you go now, no light has touched you so

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Hibernating Heart

Hibernating Heart short poem

The heart hibernates In that pain Freezing the emotions Going numb timeless The warm waves Those touch and go Melting it a little One at a time Then a qualm lingers After the frozen heart And the melting emotions Drop

Where Are You Now

Where Are You Now prose poem

Another year has come and gone are Are you still singing that same old song. Stumbling through life wondering why, maybe it’s time to stop living a lie. Crying, life is unfair it will never Change, try letting Lord Jesus

Adrift

Adrift short poem

I stare into the night, the darkness and my thoughts become dark then I knelt down to ask for forgiveness. I stare into the water and my eyes become watery as I see the water flowing on forever miles and

Life Is Good

Life Is Good short poem

Life is good Sure there where bad times But still my soul shines And maybe some were cruel But I always remained loyal Even sometimes some fooled me Yet every time I broke free There were even times I gave

Walking On The Road Ahead

Walking On The Road Ahead prose poem

They call it On to the quest of mysterious life; I have unlocked many treasures. Each one has its own story, Each one has its own say. Some gave me pleasures immense; Others chased the journey of woods intense. They

Ancestors

Ancestors long poem

Darkness of endless night breaks my bones Carrying rocky hills upon heart Beneath the civilised surface I hear repeated queer moan Let me go there I can no longer wait O my wild ancestors I hear your soul stirring I

The Banana Budget

The Banana Budget short poem

Duis went outside and changed. And then. Who can still sit funny. However, he wishes to the hotel, the laugh of the gate of life, words of condolence, novels. I do not have football. There is no rent-a-car like a

The Greatest Show On Earth

The Greatest Show On Earth prose poem

Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Greatest Show on Earth We’ve got Daredevils, acrobats and clowns dishing out the mirth” Somewhere speakers crackle to life and a record plays “Ra da da da da da da da da da” The

People or Teeth

People or Teeth short poem

The day I lost my very first tooth, I was half way through grade four, I’d run my tongue along the gap, Where my tooth had been before. I remember I went home crying, And showed it to my mum,

Sisters Are Love

Sisters Are Love long poem

Knock out their hearts,feel the water falls Let’s dare play with the juicy blood balls Scattering of priceless charm in the beats Shattering of heart walls and glassy sheets Sisters are the LOVE For in no comparison with poetry of

Transition

Transition short poem

I was strolling along one sunny morn, Didn’t quite realise when she left me; I kept walking on, Not knowing she wasn’t following me. In this world she would be but a misfit, For she possessed the caprice of innocence;

Not Accepting Defeat In 2017

Not Accepting Defeat In 2017 short poem

Mr.I is gone and the city of Detroit is in a hurt But baseball fans will just rub their hands in the dirt The Detroit Tigers of 17’ are on the prowl It’s gonna be an exciting spring when they

Our Friend Bobo

Our Friend Bobo prose poem

More than fifty years ago, there was a drowning in my little home town. Back then, we chopped cotton by the day, and picked cotton by the pound. There was no sliding boards or public play grounds. There was no

She

She long poem

She Keeps a Love to Nurture her Immature And a Vigor to Sacrifice the Fruits of Nature Her Dreams are Curtained Behind the Window Panes And Chained into Darkness with Teary Stains Her Audacity of Giving Birth to our Family

Wandering Thoughts Of A Poet

Wandering Thoughts Of A Poet short poem

Always you are mine like a hallowed shrine love season is so fine as you are my sunshine My longing is to fly with you very high in the steamy blue sky what an astounding try Your eyes are blue

The Confused Conflict

The Confused Conflict short poem

Dare you bid a farewell , To night and forest , In your day’s work , And your night’s rest . A she a she a she , A he a he a he , Dream in the day of

No More Carnage -manchester Bomb Blast

No More Carnage  manchester Bomb Blast short poem

An attack with hatred and ferocity killed many people, how disdainful blind eyes with no sign of fraternity killed outright teenagers, how painful Parents who lost their children shed tears of blood in mournful an act against the faith of

A Scrapbook Of Memories

A Scrapbook Of Memories short poem

A storm cracks it’s thunder at me I look out to the faded death of night I’ve made myself a scrapbook of memories First is the woman, in dim gravure She throws her clothes at strangers Her life is loneliness,

The Denying Enthusiast

The Denying Enthusiast short poem

For years I have been plagued with insecurity Only to have believed to find myself And with a gust of inspiration I took a chance to share happiness But like a winter’s harvest There was nothing left to salvage at

My Hope

My  Hope short poem

My hope is a bird with bright-colored wings My hope has the prettiest song a singer sings My hope it is always there to comfort me In my heart I know it always will be Sometimes my hope is to

Never Mind

Never Mind short poem

Never mind He’s a cool cat, as a matter of fact And there ain’t no doubting how you feel about that. Whilst I am just a pig wallowing in the mud And I will never be good enough. She is

The Enlightenment

The Enlightenment short poem

I thought I would cry but I didn’t At you in a daze I stare bidding the last farewell Day and night remains the pains of vanished love Isn’t it an enlightenment, through which I know myself so well I

Phantoms

Phantoms short poem

Little child in me remembers the phantom, Muscular and masked, Penetrating eyes, Outwitting the enemies in a flash, Reading with bated breath; Here I am glued to the screen, Phantoms running and scaling heights, Crawling with creepers around, With little

The Lost Planet – Pluto

The Lost Planet   Pluto short poem

After the silence of the pith-black night, I found that last drop of my eyes painted on my uniform, may be it’s time to bid adieu, may be it’s time to say.. In the chaos of multiple serendipities in your

Women’s Day

Womens Day short poem

Life starts through her A blessing she confer A pain hard to infer With a sweet ending to refer She stands strong When things go wrong With a smile and a song Filled with hope and faith along She’s is

A Different Wind

A Different Wind short poem

I went there again the place that I never left where my intrinsic self was born with distinct air I move . Pensive thoughts are bygones replaced by crystal pondering apathy for circumstance went missing a contorted and merry soul

Fulfil The ‘dreams’

Fulfil The dreams short poem

Fulfil your dreams rapidly, they may die. No one knows about tomorrow, You may not survive. Fulfil your dreams rapidly, Because when it’s gone You will not have anything, that you can bestow. Fulfil your dreams rapidly, they may get

When Will You Say…

When Will You Say... short poem

Standing by my window, I subconsciously watch the sky, for hours. Thinking about you, I fantasize more and more, with no cowers. I recollect, almost all the talks shared, till now. Your smiling face, your sweet voice always in my

Birthday

Birthday short poem

The decline of the Seventh of May My world was forever changed Oh I will always remember that day The world revolved slowly on an axis until you came Now father time will not delay despite my pleas Please remain,

King Cole

King Cole short poem

Through out time he dreamed of becoming a king Who would have all of the finer Things in this realm as he progressed And developed he would Finally close his palm to Realize his dreams And visions had finally evolved