Agitation Poems

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New Pandora Box!

New Pandora Box! long poem

Today’s pandora box is possessed, spirits within are legion, living bogeys are numerous, ever so often drunk, every day pandora hypnotizes followers, 24/7 pandora mesmerizes- adherents- making billions addicted to vacuum tube. Ancient gods- mild or ferocious- pandora has rebranded,

Poems containing references to : Agitation

Bleeding Day

Bleeding Day short poem

Bilobed ginkgo resolves the conflict of soul and body on the right side of truth, laid out on a table visited by desolation; here comes the crash of bodies. You stand up against the end of beginning to lock eyes

Metamorphosis

Metamorphosis long poem

It’s a fluttering dove, No…mayhap a trembling rabbit, Why does it sound so loud? The shaking, the trembling Now the throbbing, the thudding In my ears, a stampede, The gasp that awakens, confirming It’s the beat of my heart, Out

Peace

Peace short poem

Peace-inner condition of mind- a quiet flowing river of invisible waves, sea wave of righteousness, money can’t buy. Peace-tranquility upon soul- calmness upon mind and body; those-you love-their home you make a resting place, your haters-upon them are disquiet and

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Snow Daze

Snow Daze prose poem

A chill rose the morning as the sun danced away While snow chose her fall, — beneath invading gray Frozen for my darling, — a fallen flake she lay Never to drift another, from the heavens in that way Talking

Inner Strength

Inner Strength short poem

Her face was a canvas for his fists. Her mind, a sponge to absorb his taunts. Her heart, a dart board to field his barbs. But her face was aglow with a radiance Secure in the fact that she had

Flying Beard

Flying Beard short poem

like ether, permeating all space mesmerizing, he walked away, head of his enemy in his hand, like a trophy? frighteningly orangish a decapitated body shudders. The holy war demands its price of a joke. The face of red and blue.

David Bowie

David Bowie prose poem

The clown is in the rocket ship and he’s crying just for you He’s been smoking something strange now he’s going up to the moon It’s alright because he’ll be back for you…………… real soon I might have; could have;

Lady In White

Lady In White ode

Black from face, A living grace, Behold her!!! She is the ‘Lady In White’. Flying High, Her consort’s cape, Died in War, She is the ‘Lady In White’. Tears escaping, Exuding her eyes, Rolling through her cheeks, She is the

Above And Beyond

Above And Beyond short poem

Above us, lightning was dazzling, blinking, and picturesque. Blackened sky, moonless and star free; a massive light show! Like a human anatomy of nerves, spread in every direction; I wonder the bounty of harnessing such explosive power. A storm is

Betrayal

Betrayal short poem

Your Betrayal need not leave a trail, It hurts to the point of sadness tears shed in the dark for you eyes shall not witness my tears your every bone shall feel my wrath like a thief in the night

The Being Called God

The Being Called God long poem

Who is this being called God? That many lives are continually lost in his name Wars, riots, quarrels, discriminations all for his sake Is that what he created man for? Of course not I believe. Not to hate, fight and

Words Of Hatred

Words Of Hatred short poem

Crush the piece of paper That is scribbled with words Of hatred in all the world! And write a letter To the author of our story Asking forgiveness for our ignorance In the matters of his judgment. Ask him, if

Tears Behind The Mask

Tears Behind The Mask short poem

My shadow couldn’t find the mirror In the meadow of terror and horror Unseen deeds won’t see any of my face Not for sigh, stare, and amaze in balance Covered lips keep a thousand smiles Through the undone life and

Gods And Demons

Gods And Demons short poem

Dawn left bare bones Gave her his cruel temper, he, whom no one had ever loved Virgin’s blood shed not for pleasure but for body senses lust Flare of fire, modern world burnt Fugitives from Orion hide on Milky Way

Book Of Love

Book Of Love long poem

Well and here I go again opening up our book of love to when I was yours and you were mine and I still shed a tear reliving all those sweet summer nights knowing they’ll never come again…how did our

Have You Ever Travelled By Train?

Have You Ever Travelled By Train? short poem

Your name is marked in its ledger. It will find you, catch you flatfooted. Trap you. Have you. Keep you hostage and not ask for ransom. This is snake charming – rattlesnake charms the man, lulls and rocks and poisons.

Freedom

Freedom short poem

Freedom means little till it is gone, Be it to live or the right to be born, Freedom determined by a series of letters, More than the absence of shackles and fetters, Freedom is blinded by those who receive, Who

Infinity

Infinity short poem

Always dreamt, dreams to dream Lived to live the dreamt dreams Ran and chased the future Ifs of past filled the present Dreamt new, never content Died with more dreams to fill Realized the truth of present Past is history,

Beautiful Mist

Beautiful Mist short poem

Surrounded with the Beautiful Mist, My heart knows, this is life – a gist. No matter how foggy it seems, My soul desires to take the Leap. Faith and Liberation prevails, Only the charismatic peace it exhales. In front of

Rice Cereals

Rice Cereals short poem

There is magic in rice cereals. They dance as baby- fish in boiling pan, and soon become snowy cool Delphinium. Boiled grains easily vanish in the mouth, a mug-full keeps you cool in summer. Roasted rice is fluffy and light,

Man Of Millennium

Man Of Millennium short poem

Non-violence, he didn’t discover Rather, he only got it recover He practiced what he preached He preached what he practiced He experimented himself, to awake He learnt from his own mistake His autobiography was an experiment with truth That remains

Naked Doll

Naked Doll short poem

The child was trembling inside you: eliminated, revived, walking past an explosion on the extra edge. The dash was stabbing. And without hands trying to open the crypt of forefathers. Things were not happning as you dreamed of tomorrow. The

Night Long Commutes

Night Long Commutes short poem

Her last cigarette clouded the window Of the only fluorescent-lit room In the dusty motel Off exit 168. Yes sir, no sir As she climbed into bed Putting out her cigarette On four-use one-wash sheets. He clung to her Until

Fifth Grade Sailors

Fifth Grade Sailors short poem

The river only ran in the rain but being in Seattle that was often this was back before being wet was a hardship, there being no style we had old coats and arthritic umbrellas not even boots just wet feet,

Blue Blood Moutain

Blue Blood Moutain prose poem

The warning had been written centuries before Hearts had not listened nor the story fully heeded. since members of my family decided from one generation to the next passed this vision. Yellow streams of blood red lighting flew down like

The Exam

The Exam short poem

The voices, unheard The image, unseen. The crevasse that separates The analysis from my mind. It can’t reach me, as I cannot reach it myself. But still I am told to reach For the goal that I cannot see. Before,

Encircled Gloom

Encircled Gloom short poem

Was it a spiritual failure of a man to become an animal effortlessly? and how difficult it was to change the street’s crowd? In the human drama no dialogue ends. It begins again and the hero replays the tragedy. The

Who I Am

Who I Am prose poem

Why won’t anyone listen to what I say, one ear out the other or completely pushed away? My voice is soft yes but I still have a voice, just like others’ decision to listen is their very own choice. I

Rooftop Rambler

Rooftop Rambler short poem

I sit at my rear window looking over the rooftop of the opposite building There’s a woman who frequents there she’s tall and lean with ebony hair I smile to myself as I wait she has mesmerized me, as of

The Bullfighter

The Bullfighter short poem

A red rag and a toreador came sweeping on the stage. Many people came to see the sword hit a deadly blow to the bull that was bred to live in rage. It was the old story of the animal

Prelude To A Divorce

Prelude To A Divorce short poem

why walk when you can ride, she said the bus on fire the upper deck peeled back and dragging the asphalt laughing with the driver, trying to steal his hat then searching in her seal-skin purse for half a roll

Lists

Lists short poem

Lists of listlessness Lay piled Along with linen Waiting to be washed, dried and ironed. And I just did. Found my list clean And crisp without creases Just plain white paper For my scribbled squiggly dreams painted in varied hues.

My Love

My Love short poem

You blessed my solitude, Like a heavenly melody. With the warmth of your embrace, You showed me eternity. My memories are made sweeter, With your presence. My life is now divine, Since you are so pure. You, my greatest truth,

Yogi

Yogi short poem

I seek the knowledge of nature, With all its bounty and glory Of the twinkling stars, of the burning lava, Of the flying birds, of the crawling insects, Of the animal hunger, of human minds. I seek knowledge of the

Leap Of Faith

Leap Of Faith long poem

Face plant off the third floor The blood splatter paints a pretty picture of why he didn’t matter And who’s sadder the committer or his encouragers Such a shame he had no one around to feel his hurt They all

That Day And This Day

That Day And This Day short poem

Then young & handsome Now old & ugly Then very active and efficient Now passive & inefficient Wise & sharp then Foolish & stupid now Attractive romantic hero then Scary & hated villain now Teeth were a shining diamond then

Nightfall

Nightfall short poem

Nightfall over the temple grounds A full moon expressionless without a sound Grudgingly grants its pale luminance Obviously tired of its nightly performance A starry canopy of quietness and tranquility Punctuated by harmonious chanting of such gentility Silhouettes of monks

Chained

Chained short poem

I am trapped in my own little space I am looking for a door to freedom Trapped in the darkness of the past Waiting for someone to unchain me Here in the darkness There’s a thought of what could be

The Anatomy Of Broken

The Anatomy Of Broken short poem

The old familiar sting, O blues hits in moments spent beneath the willow tree torn out faces, worn out places these memories’ll burn till I’m ashes Now more than ever, O shooting star I wish to come home where kisses