Baggage Poems

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Unaccompanied Baggage

Unaccompanied Baggage short poem

Within Six months Of their wedding, Their marriage Was on the rocks! They wanted To go their ways But, The society would not Let them be. So, They are staying Under the same roof- Living Separate lives. Like The two

Baggage

Baggage short poem

Bag number 1 wasn’t mine to choose, It’s a gift I was given at birth, To win I was going to have to lose, I didn’t know what this life would unearth. Bag number 2 was another gift, Kindness it

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Brief Case

Brief Case ode

Cleaned once again, my small, ash-color, brief case, That I used to take with me, on all my voyages. Ash, I liked not, but happened to be the one, I had, As none else, so small and compact, for my

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Myriad Moods Of A Walk in the Spring…

Myriad Moods Of A Walk in the Spring... short poem

I stare at the bride demure and dainty in her virginal veil. Lift my eyes a little to see her shed her modesty. Lusciously coquettish , an exotic eroticism as she sways to the rhythm of a wild vernal beat.

I Know I Know

I Know I Know long poem

After dinner protocol you kiss me on the cheek Wrap your arms around me to remind me that you’re free The taste of mint is in your kiss but your sweetness is in doubt All those broken promises are draining

The Higgledy-piggledy Nun

The Higgledy piggledy Nun short poem

From the higgledy-piggledy house Came Sister Andre the nun, Who dreamed of having a spouse So she could have more fun. She told her secrets to a field mouse That she also wanted a son, So she packed her blackest

Let Silence Of Words, Be The Modes Of Talk

Let Silence Of Words, Be The Modes Of Talk short poem

Let silence of words, be the modes of talk. Let peace avenge, the soars of tough walks. Let justifications and clarifications be at bay. Just let understanding of love blossom your way. Let mind be clear of clutters and baggage

I Am A Traveller, A Wanderer As A Soul

I Am A Traveller, A Wanderer As A Soul short poem

I am a Traveler, a Wanderer as a Soul “Life” – a great journey I am gonna discover and explore. Routes are dicey, paths are hardly smooth and are always wild, Every corner of the road holds a New unexpected

Republic Of The Broken Home

Republic Of The Broken Home long poem

In the republic of the broken home, Its the children, who hold fort alone, For those who sit upon the throne, Are away fighting battles of their own. Every morning they arrive at the front lines, Wearing uniforms and memorizing

The Night Train

The Night Train short poem

It is 11.30 at night- A night train is appearing into our sight- Porters are walking up and down the station, They are keeping watch on train’s arrival with great caution- They are frantic to the passengers- who will get

Unburdening

Unburdening short poem

The baggage that each of us carry around We keep quiet making no sound With laden eyes and tethered souls Who likes a blanket full of holes What’s there to prove to this world anyway Just enjoy it all till

The Girl Next Door

The Girl Next Door short poem

I gaze through my door expecting her arrival; Wish she sees me for I am not her rival!!! I stare her window, pretending to be innocent; But her dad stares at me, through the balcony vent!! Developing my fullest courage

A Telltale Tale

A Telltale Tale short poem

Today’s tale is a telltale tale- More than wingless fairy tale! But any man of Intel men will surely fail And must they fail to be in fright I am to tell: A thief to theft, in a home, he’s

Finally We Can See

Finally We Can See short poem

I accept my flaws, I forgive myself, I forgive my imperfections, both real and perceived. I gaze at me with love. I learn to appreciate my goodness. So what if it is fragmented. I embrace myself and I say,” I

Season Of Departures

Season Of Departures short poem

The sun seemed to lose its warmth and The Clouds grey and white, were busy Occupying places all over, adjusting Themselves like a piece on a puzzle board. A season, I tell you, it was a season of departures. A

The Waiting

The Waiting short poem

The railway track was alone today, No whistling train, no passenger on their way, I sat there watching for long, no baggage, no gong, The light post flickered more than every day, I held his post card from the distant

Parental Advisory Needed

Parental Advisory Needed long poem

Life with my father has Never been magical If anything it has always Been tyrannical I go home Anger welcomes me I meet the instigator The abuser You, my father You cheated me out of a Parental relationship Which caused

My Heart Skips A Beat

My Heart Skips A Beat prose poem

Heart breaks.. A topic that rules the world of fiction. The cinema loves it, the writers give it so much of stardom and center stage. Be it the classics or the contemporary, tragedies out stand the happy endings. It’s also

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The Two Flowers’ Tale

The Two Flowers Tale ballad

A flower up there on the leafy tree Mocks a flower in the mud As she used to be Saying ‘I always have sunlight While your face is always in my shade Exposed to the blight While by the finest

To My Husband With Love

To My Husband With Love short poem

You filled my heart with memories The old memories are as sweet as honey I wish to transform myself to a butterfly. My wings should be lovely It should be pretty with shining colors To me, you are precious. I

Art Of Love

Art Of Love prose poem

This time you would receive the two things from others. Violence or grace. Jealousy to your success, And grace to your failure. So, you should not be sad. Survival is meaningless without grace. Believe me, You are the king or

Midnight In The Rose Garden

Midnight In The Rose Garden short poem

Midnight in the Rose Garden, in the shadow of the moon’s Shadow well, I retrace the paths we used to walk back to That moon-flower covered two storey gazebo…I climb the Stairs again to the top that overlooks the deep

Idolatory

Idolatory short poem

I say to myself, why did not you learn the ways of life? The chariot blew up in your face. Blueberry, blueberry – they bloom in dark. How difficult it was to stay normal human being and speak your lines

Sunset

Sunset short poem

Majestic is the setting Sun, Lighting the entire horizon, Crimson rays so cosily warm, Dazzling with a strange charm. Its flames are leaping high, Engulfing earth and the sky, All ablaze with red fire, Like a bedecked pyre. The dying

Saying Grace

Saying Grace short poem

The old man sits at his table with bowed head and folded hands. Before him is his evening meal for which he is about to say grace. He closes his eyes and the words flow from his lips. With sweet

Euphoria

Euphoria short poem

An ordinary lass, Rolled on the grass! Suddenly she glanced, Upon the blue vast! She wished hard, To gauge it in a yard! But oh! her wishful thought, Brought her what she never ought! Luck besieged her, Life to her

From Dark To Light

From Dark To Light long poem

Part 1 I’m blind There is a darkness It resides deep in my mind Pitch black A million screams Stolen breath Peace I cannot find Puppet strings A piece of me for everyone Lifeless toy For the taking No repercussions

Color

Color long poem

The blue sky and azure ocean, Dawn changing the aura of morning sky, Incandescent yellow rays of sunlight, Magnificent clouds billowing, mesmerizing charisma of rainbow, Sunrise and Sunset a magnificent golden orange hue, Brightly colored birds, Peacock’s display of iridescent

Moon

Moon short poem

Gleaming and shining with a mesmerizing light; peeping through my window at night, Oh playful, delightful and lucid moon, I cannot play with you, hide away soon! Disappear amidst the clouds carefree moon; Put off your glaring shine now soon,

Paybacks Are Hell

Paybacks Are Hell short poem

Well and Paybacks are hell aren’t they But you can’t say you didn’t have it Coming… Respect me and I’ll respect you Disrespect me and I’ll disrespect you It works both ways… Don’t make it harder on yourself now Than

God – Part 1

God – Part 1 short poem

The one who is associated directly Is Him, who leaves us sad barely. He who keeps us healthy and beefy Smart and needy, fat and bony. Go, bow, pray, and implore She – Goddess Padmavati, in an alley. He knows

A Defeated Man

A Defeated Man short poem

The man that created me is old and defeated His paralyzed and tired body fights not to get discouraged Yet, with his inability to do any activity constantly is reminded That life is not so kind when you are disabled

A Child

A Child prose poem

They like to pose , just as the pretty rose, they like to fly like birds so high in the sky, they act naughty like a little monkey, they like to be clicked every time, they like to interact as

Walking Wilderness

Walking Wilderness short poem

It crashed like a chandelier my dream. Becoming wet, into unhealing existence. I was expecting a landfall by burst of flames. Grieving for a lost generation, a meaningless exit from the stage of bites and suffering. Can you reverse this

The Cage

The Cage short poem

I wondered, What does freedom mean to me? Perhaps, it could be liberty From the internal struggle, That I undergo everyday… In the distance, Through my window, I saw a little bird in a cage, And I wondered, What would

The Flower

The Flower short poem

The beautiful flower moved from the creepers of mundane. It rose above the twigs of life made its way into the wind Over the green valleys of grass… I could only run till the cliff And see it going away

A Roaring Winter Morning

A Roaring Winter Morning short poem

Like a jumbo jet bearing down with a terrible personal gravity an intention to harm as in one of those unreasonable nightmares that treats you like a relative visiting as it wills tree tops thrash spotlight painting the blacktop lurching

Broken Apart

Broken Apart short poem

All my love and efforts baby, went away in vain How harshly you did it, left me here in pain People here say I am acting crazy And I feel, I’m going insane They haunt me, those cursed dreams With

End Of A Year

End Of A Year prose poem

Smudged on the horizon, Beneath the uncaring gray clouds, Farewell of the year Fireworks set out, And the ink drips down to nothingness. Life goes on. But pain has the gift of rekindling, And heart is it’s faithful torchbearer –

Library Lovers

Library Lovers short poem

I saw him behind the stack of books Skinny build and ordinary looks Thick black frame around sleepy eyes Expression clammy and mighty wise She barged in and stood with a stare Scared me a moment, unaware A long blue

Vanish

Vanish short poem

Desperation again, delusion revisited unreal reality, imagined homeland mythical fables, illusionary expectations we live in make believe world not a single shred of truth around each one of us running towards a distant horizon no sign of arriving, no sign