Beatrice Cenci Poems

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Sancta Sedes ~ Sestina

Sancta Sedes ~ Sestina long poem

Her severed head she carries, from the Sant’ Angelo Bridge, surrounded features bring her near, so small in comparison, drawn to the Tempietto, she’s associated with this reminder overheard, from my conversation with Paul from the ceiling, conveyance from scripture,

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A Poem, Dedicated To Saoirse Ronan

A Poem, Dedicated To Saoirse Ronan long poem

Since I have seen you, I have been infected With tormented love to you, and I have been Tortured by mysterious executioner. He is invisible, only felt. At every evening, Before sleep, he whips a dagger into my heart, And

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Alas My Red Roses

Alas My Red Roses short poem

I live in the cabin up in the woods Where the river winds its way through the oaks Wild squirrels racing on the rosewoods My hound sits by receiving backstrokes I love lilies but more of red roses Stuck in

The Face

The Face short poem

A quick glance upon the face A rush to judgment Frown lines, a curled lip A hard look reflecting the unfriendly A hard look reflecting the unkind A hard look reflecting the unhappy Look again, upon the mirror this time

Age Of The Straw

Age Of The Straw short poem

Silently you went to disappear in blue – alone or unalone – I was watching a moth on the burning lamp in night way scrawled flat as death’s signature on the heap of broken wings, between space and time an

The Confront; I Believe

The Confront; I Believe short poem

Not Too Verbose, Like Other Goose, Bla, Bla, Bla, Yeh…. Not a Communal Preferer, Like Other Piles Of Manure, Brag, Brag, Brag, Ney…. Like a Lactose Heart; Glorious, So Pious, Meant For Reverence; Reliable. Too Practical, So Mercurious, Far Concise,

My All Time “favorite”

My All Time favorite short poem

So many tethering smiles around, They are none compared to what I once found; Your love to me was like a Gatorade, As I considered you as my all time favorite. It was a magic that I experienced once, As

Flowers

Flowers prose poem

(1) A flower is a colorful scrabbling over a garden’s cheeks and a flying kiss into air. (2) A flower is a state of confusion, whenever a stigma erects up into a silky bed. (3) A flower is martyrdom on

I Love Her

I Love Her sonnet poems

I love her. I love hearing her voice,  seeing her smile, staring into her eyes, and loving her. I love her. If I could I’d do every thing with her; sleep, eat, walk, play, live. I only want to be

I want to know

I want to know short poem

I want to know why, I want to know how how I feel like this and why it came now I always thought I would never lose my rhyme but without you I know that there is no time no

Vide Et Credere

Vide Et Credere short poem

It is not about how much you losing when fallen down it is about how much strength you have to pull self up and start things over again, this is what defines you that whom you are, when you are

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

Sweet-talking Sister Downtown

Sweet talking Sister Downtown short poem

I got a sweet-talking sister downtown, She knows how to swing. She plays guitar and a bit of jazz and blues, And if she met you, She’d just be lookin’ for a fling. I got a sweet-talking sister downtown, She

Seeing Stars

Seeing Stars long poem

Thought I’d call you for a chat mum ‘Cos it was your birthday today Knew you’d been at it ‘cos… ‘Cos you weren’t sounding glum In fact you talked for an age Rambling on nonsensically And no, we weren’t on

Criminality

Criminality short poem

Code of the veil was darkening. You were searching for an unwritten message in bandanna. Rot was setting in flesh. Sludge was becoming a stone for an unmoving stream. The talks had failed. Hand-grenades will explode in shouts later on,

The Faith Poem

The Faith Poem short poem

If you’ve ever been broken hearted, so lost and alone, just run to the one who poured out his love. If you’ve ever been persecuted, and you feel like giving up, Open your eyes and lift your hands up. ‘Cause

Spare Me The Stress Mother!

Spare Me The Stress Mother! long poem

It’s in the morning; your words tear my heart into pieces, What breakfast is this? No sugar simply tasteless, Son, what kind of woman you married? Cant dress well, can’t cook well, is simply disorganized, Even can’t wear shoes, she

What Is Yet To Come?

What Is Yet To Come? ode

What is yet to come ? I only think about what is yet to come Yes I’ve created a platform but will I reach my aim I shall strive until I know that within me lives a dignified form I

Streetlights

Streetlights short poem

Stands a tall lamppost on the corner of my street A friend to lean upon as I skip the odd heartbeat Its streetlight flickers above me during the night Sending me a coded message for me to sight It lights

The Slaves

The Slaves long poem

We have to keep all these bodies, And save them from scavengers; They have been roaming around. But the war scares them greatly. So, they prefer the tired nights. However, I saw last day that A dog ran away with

In Clouds

In Clouds short poem

You walk on burning embers like a black stone to meet the end before beginning on empty landscape. What was the need to cross a saviour? Death had the wedding anniversary in a garden – full of blessings for the

Dream Evil

Dream Evil long poem

alone in my bed I lay still not able to pray I close my eyes to a world unknown cobwebs etched in the very fabric of my existence alone helpless with demonic bites viscous fangs with long stemmed dripping blood

Naked Thoughts

Naked Thoughts long poem

As your Super Hero Mum I can be moulded just like gum. You are my children My three in a zillion. Born of the flesh of me I’ll do what ever it takes to protect all three. I’ll walk through

Into Your Kingdom Of Love

Into Your Kingdom Of Love ode

Which time is better? Which season is better? Which companion is better? Which age is better? Were some of my thoughts as…… I carried my drowsy cherub on my shoulders cautiously walking in my garden so that innocence is not

Kiddo In The Well

Kiddo In The Well short poem

She’s just a child, Lost in her own world. A dream not hers by right, The world full of laughter and joy ; Enlightenment he did give. Yet she lives in two worlds; One, carefree and so much of love

Brightest Star I See Tonight

Brightest Star I See Tonight long poem

Arcturus touches me pinpricks of a blood orange juice I walk naked in the night serenaded by frogs daring bats to tear mosquitos from my hair warmth of August stars ripple with atmosphere all those photons painting me the perverts

Shattered Love

Shattered Love short poem

We must be falling apart as we argue fuss and fight all day long. When I’m feeling depressed and blue , sure would be nice again just to hold you. The pain is real, the heartache I can’t stand anymore

Times Are Changing

Times Are Changing long poem

Happy women’s day! Are the women really happy? What is happiness anyway? This is the story of a nice girl. She is a good student, Docile daughter, Protected by male members Of her concerned family Chaperoned everywhere she goes Is

Separation from you

Separation from you short poem

With my solitude, glancing the dark skies, I’ll find no one worthy who can hear my cries … So many bright faces I’ll see, still there will be gloom, With the thought of not seeing your face, my days won’t

Years From Now….

Years From Now.... short poem

When I first saw you, He nudged me and gave me a sign. I thought it was just over thinking of a melancholy heart. Time passed by, we passed by each other, Another bell rang; another gust of wind blew

Again Come With Rain!

Again Come With Rain! short poem

Rain brings life and enthusiasm Raises people’s joy and grace, Makes the beloved to think And feel her lover’s presence. Rain drops sprinkles the earth Touches the heart of her, Makes the beloved to see And touch the face of

When the Times are Tough

When the Times are Tough short poem

When the times are tough And the road is rough And you can’t believe in yourself When the blames are more And the praise is less And you are perplexed and unsure When your confidence starts drowning in the sea

Happiness Happens

Happiness Happens short poem

t Happiness descends on me Seeing floating clouds in the sky Flying birds fascinate me Seems with them as if I fly. Flapping wings of butterfly Are soporifically gratifying Seems with them As if I am merrily gliding. Bubble-bees humming

Love

Love ballad

Love. Many of us have asked many times what is love. Love is a woman and a man with an outstretched hand. Love is giving at all cost. Love is never worrying about loss. Love can be a game. Love

Windows Painted Closed

Windows Painted Closed short poem

Her words spit out as I feign interest with a nod. Then silence, A forceful pause, Her stern gaze pries. Though I’ve learned to hate her way, My words come out wrong. “I will not go!” “I will not be

Leave him be

Leave him be short poem

Bleak is the light that shone once on horizon it is dusk again before it could be dawn he took the flight thinking love would heal flew too close to sun had not read the fable of Icarus perhaps now

Absence Of Certainty

Absence Of Certainty prose poem

Messengers of God came To reform men All toiled hard to spread goodness and upbraid vices Generally they suffered and were agonized Noble minds believed and weak minds not So happened with the wit of every learned or enlightened person

Eternal

Eternal short poem

When the Day appeared to set out far away When the night in the attire of Bride sets in secretly May She lit the light in the world I am set to go When I breath last Then wish I

Resurrection

Resurrection prose poem

From Time’s first stirring of momentary dread Hope is crushed by tyranny where what might be lies broken Under a brightly garnered garland a siren of sweet promises. As if the stains of blood and tears were sweet red wine

I Will Be Back !!

I Will Be Back !! short poem

I’ll be back on one foggy evening With a mask on my face. I don’t want you to welcome me, Keep your windows closed, and your heart sealed. I’ll not knock on your door; Not even call you by name.