Alllivesmatter Poems

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Cold Lost World

Cold Lost World long poem

I hope it will all change eventually Or Maybe it’s just me Maybe I see things differently Or maybe it’s the truth you’re scared to see We are living in a world so cold and lost You must freeze your

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Fading Away

Fading Away short poem

Mourn me when I am gone; Remember me as someone who lived his life the only way he knew how. Think of me when you sing a song; Remember me when I am gone with the clouds. The sun is

Mother’s Life Journey

Mothers Life Journey short poem

She is a bundle of joy delivering her child She breathes every moment to keep her child alive She forgoes food to drive away child’s hunger She skips her sleep to make the child sleep She cries when the child

Rich And Colorful

Rich And Colorful short poem

The canvas in front of me is painted shimmering green and bright orange It looks kinda joyful very different from the usual black and grey Maybe life has more colors than the greys in my brain Or maybe what is

A Crass Doll

A Crass Doll short poem

Full of ooh! Full of pain. There’s much from life, we can gain. But pouring water to the drought There’s everyone, even a team gets out, Falling short of the crease to breathe into the jive-life-breeze. There’s weak, there’s sick,

New Apartheid

New Apartheid short poem

A skylight begins the apartheid in ironed out differences. At the shores skulls have reappeared. Blue flames were eating away the green carbon of the dying giants. Fake photosynthesis was canning the skimmed breeze in books and encapsulated euthanasia was

Love Sonnet 109

Love Sonnet 109 sonnet poems

As fiery shooting stars blaze in the sky, Many must have gambled wishes right then, And if by chance, my love, too, watches by, Could she have wished to be with me again? As no limit curtails what heart oft

Humans

Humans short poem

‘Human’ is a typical creature , But yes , it’s a wonderful creation . Some act like fools while some like wise , Some are cruel while some are nice . Some will understand you , But some will hurt

Within

Within short poem

Pain, hurt, despair, What tragic words so rare, It hits my heart from deep within, Suffering, turmoil I have ever been. It’s hard to feel the pain so real, Hoping this will end for me to heal, But around me

Greying Streets

Greying Streets short poem

Greying streets whisper cold dust, a different time Their utterance echoes,carves on my glass mind. They hush a hymn so soft, it dangles like innocence, from an old child. I, an antique vase made to their design. Greying streets whisper,

Mother Of Mothers Mends

Mother Of Mothers Mends short poem

Swamy consented to give interview to an Australian team of six men None of them expected such a stunning miracle that awaited, then Swamy outlined at the outset oscillating health of the mother of one of them Who too nodded

Streets

Streets short poem

Homeless vets fill our streets dealing with addictions they cannot beat Stand on street corners begging for food Often standing with broken down shoes It makes me sad to see what happened to them Returned home to anger and hate

New Kings

New Kings short poem

And there was history to map the terror. A neoplasm was arising suddenly in the aching skull. Chorus of wailing: the burning will not go. Clouds of dense smoke were mindless. All the centuries were smouldering in the hearts of

Love’s Demise

Loves Demise long poem

I woke up, got hit by a rock No wait, feels more like a truck It doesn’t matter I’m broken and my heart is scattered Listen closely friend; LOVE does not matter Those empty promises, shallow vows The memories, the

Love Has Magic

Love Has Magic short poem

Love what a magical word.. When comes in mind it changes everyone’s world. Sometimes i wonder why we say it magical May be its the power which make it mystical Its the supremacy that make anyone perceive That he can

Mrityorma`amritam gamaya

Mrityorma`amritam gamaya short poem

Unable to reach out with arms wide spread words escaping mouth uttered for the benefit of ears his own ears no one can listen no one can see no one is around it is cold and desolate not a blade

Drops Of Life

Drops Of Life short poem

Sitting besides the window , I watched the gloomy cumulus clouds Above the rolling hills. Suddenly, a gush of wind entered Through the open widow. The sun which tried to make its appearance Through the dark and thick clouds, Hid

Journey

Journey short poem

The whim the fancy of the life you lead, you know how granted you haven taken this to be! when love comes in the way of most, why not take it along your roads. we wait and wait for the

A Female’s Agony

A Females Agony short poem

When she entered the temple of a man, She was seduced by his dark heart.. Well, only thing she could do is stand, And see her feelings fall apart. She is the pride of our homes, But her femininity was

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

Darkness, Rain And Farmers

Darkness, Rain And Farmers ode

Two stars partially shrouded with clouds, Standing in the terrace to behold the glimmering horizon, That was Sikkim. Days after the torrential rain, And death People’s bodies were beneath the debris, And trees Be it heat or frigid, poorer dies.

The Knife Set/sets

The Knife Set/sets long poem

I’ve ruined the knife set apparently, there were five and now there are four. ‘It’s not my knife set to diminish’, no ones mentioned the stain on the floor! Perhaps because I used bin bags, made an effort for which

Feelings

Feelings prose poem

Our central nervous system together with all its neuron cells make up our brains and spinal cords And with it all our emotions and feelings which signal when there is something wrong with us That is how a mother can

Mother

Mother prose poem

Cold, hatred, full of sin All the evil in the world within Turning all dreams into nightmares Throwing put downs everywhere To your worst enemy she will chain you Expecting you to one day be like her too She is

What A Dish Is A Man!

What A Dish Is A Man! short poem

Take fifty quarts of water (no mention of beer), three pounds of calcium (well that’s what I hear). Four ounces of sugar – that’s sweet enough 24 pounds of carbon – an estimate, rough. Season with salt: two ounces will

So Many Things I Wanna Say

So Many Things I Wanna Say long poem

Crying my sorrows away in that dark lane where my memories bleed till this day, So many dreams I had, but these sleepless nights are crushing me everyday, All the time I think, would you remember me if I am

Chains Of Slavery

Chains Of Slavery short poem

You hold me with your chains , Your chains are heavy they lock my brain , You and your invisible chains , But I alone determine my destiny , My destiny belongs to me , So don’t try to hold

Recluse

Recluse short poem

In my pursuit of glory, success, fame and bliss, I saw the path ahead torn apart in the darkest of lies, demons, deception and despair… I realized my old self crumbling; leaving a shrewder me: a fascist by choice… Yet

Cobain Rises

Cobain Rises long poem

A poet of the troubled soul A life on who the devil took his toll A happy bouncing bundle of joy Who turned into an angry stepson boy Dear Boddah, will you be my friend? And always will until the

How Many More Days?

How Many More Days? short poem

HOW MANY MORE DAYS Will the rain come? HOW MANY MORE DAYS Will the clouds hide the sun? HOW MANY MORE DAYS Will I have to spend feeling Blue, missing you… HOW MANY MORE DAYS Well I just gotta know

She Has Arisen Like A Full Moon

She Has Arisen Like A Full Moon short poem

She has arisen like a full moon In his heaven, That puts him in ecstasy Approved by the blinking stars strewn in array. His heaven comforts her with enough place and pride, Full of azure deep and spacious heart-line in

Rondeau After A Play

Rondeau After A Play short poem

“Life before me? The play was that banal. And Aryan, poor boy, he was so dull.” Of course, that upset her, she’s smitten; I’ll show you the bad poetry she’s written. You want to help? Rhyme her something nice with

Its Time For A Bruu

Its Time For A Bruu short poem

A shrub has matured, acidic earth at the base. Evergreen growing with sun on its face. A journey so long, plucked with craft. With finger and thumb, then lovingly packed. Chosen with vision, experience of structure. The leaf so revered,

Show that you Care

Show that you Care short poem

Stay true to you Stay away from the other you Don’t lie and you wont ever cry Don’t do the things you shouldn’t do And don’t feel troubled about the things you did or want to do Stay strong, don’t

Armistice

Armistice short poem

unrearthing the fallen saint you wash your feet and enter the temple of forgotten god: cult of escapc from tangled half- truths with dramatic entry of hysterics you fail to accept yourself, the grieving death – mask transcends a fresco

A Better Person

A Better Person short poem

You are doing all you can, And I’m so proud of you. You have changed so much, You have become something new. A much better person, Than you were before. For you have fought the battles, And have finally won

Silver saucer shaped Spaceship dreams

Silver saucer shaped Spaceship dreams short poem

Magnificent silver space suit please; as I journey to a cosmic galaxy full of extraordinary things, Floating endlessly in a kaleidoscopic machine; the void of space is insignificant when light beams, A field of planets to watch as the spaceship

I Talk To Myself

I Talk To Myself short poem

When i get lost in the gyre of thoughts virulent will, helps me survive “I talk to myself ” The Art is my own. Often i skew towards ‘the abominable’ loath it without a halt and i become a fiend

A Tapestry Of Collages

A Tapestry Of Collages short poem

Life is a beautiful collage, Of intricately interwoven, Threads of memories- A significance of Life! It furls and unfolds, As time ticks by, Patterns of astonishing beauty- With memories of Life. A mulled collage of different hues, Enticed to flutter

Stay Focused

Stay Focused short poem

When you feel so strong and others think you can do no wrong When others say that your roots are deep, and the harvest is ready for you to reap When both the mighty winds blow and the pouring rains