Biases Poems

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Freedom To Be….

Freedom To Be.... short poem

Freedom to be Loving and kind. Compassionate and empathise. To be strong yet gentle. To listen and understand To be fair and stand. Freedom from biases Age old medieval and rotten prejudices. Freedom to be different to be alive and

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Memories

Memories short poem

Sitting by reminiscing how was once in past Cheery since lost epochs deemed forever to last Life was full of promises future not cared about None any compulsions not be done without Endearments unfaltering of birds, bees and rest Each

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Hello Pumpkin

Hello Pumpkin ballad

Hello Pumpkin. My sweetest devoted country bumpkin. You don’t half bring the sunshine when I feel like sleeping in a fridge. Hello dearest Pumpkin in time you play the pleasant hoots from a pleasant piped piper making rats do comedy

De…

De... short poem

When hope returns, will you be in alternative mind? Like a praying mantis brooding for a prey in a bowl of momentum while I have a sense of alienation collecting a cloud of Memories ripping open the gates of tears

Lear Again…

Lear Again... short poem

It was not worth it. Building of castles on the dirty roads. Offering spiritual coalition of unscented certainties. Admission of reversing the course of river does not exonerate. Mind polluted, face dripping with fantasies clairvoyance, but confirming nothing. Quasi-tales mingling

King Damastocles

King Damastocles sonnet poems

My afflicting Evil precedes our God himself; at dawn was born in turbulent oceans, sunken ravines that few had trod, ripe with fruits of ever-present torment. People rejoiced at my each rising word, trees uproot with the gesture of my

Sleep

Sleep short poem

Sleep is an everlasting wealth that never enchants a highway man who seldom fails to snatch anyone’s heavenly sound sleep. Sleep is a miracle that soothes the one who is deprived of worry the one whose life style is systematic

Truthful Allowance

Truthful Allowance short poem

Allow his thoughts to enter your mind, Allow his feelings to merge with yours; Allow his emotions to mingle with yours; Allow his soul to be one with you. So what he is much much younger to you, So what

Price Of Love

Price Of Love short poem

Wet with sweat, sweet and cool Innocent lass on way to school Making every one a fool Like a flower gem and jewel. When I saw I failed to see What price of a glance could be Completely lost in

The Chestnut Tree

The Chestnut Tree ballad

“Under the spreading chestnut tree, I sold you and you sold me” – George Orwell There was a time when we were young, A time when we were young and free, When the sunshine and the gleaming dawn Brought us dreams

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

God’s Love

Gods Love short poem

I wonder, I wonder, why starts twinkle at you, why sun sets in the evening, why night’s all dark in blue. I wonder, I wonder, in night, Why you see the moon, water pours down when its raining, or how

A Day

A Day short poem

When the dawn-bringer brings the dawn And golden cascades hang forlorn A milky light translucent finds A fractured chink in sleep-soaked minds And heralds morning bright with prospects Its full potential no-one suspects Detours and dreams as yet concealed That

Coupling

Coupling short poem

In the tiny truths behind the hidden words and blood streaked cheeks, you drink ozone in deep layers. I will count all my sins and light the candles in a row. On the pillow of moon, night slept in half-slumber.

Pardon

Pardon short poem

Most difficult thing in the world is to Pardon Most easy thing in the world is also to pardon Difficulty stems from the thought that the one you have trusted has deceived you Trust in him originated to the fact

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

The Digital Divide

The Digital Divide short poem

Gone are the days when faces were buried into books We are now phasing out the books for FaceBook Those were times when kids jumped, played hide-n-seek and bruised knees Now it’s all about swiping, wiping and fidgeting with keys…

To Me You Belong

To Me You Belong short poem

My love you can wear me like your dress I want to be in your arms whole night to sleep This is how we can express our real success This one leap will take us deep just to reap Our

Wish And Greed

Wish And Greed prose poem

Wish I would talk less and work more I would rather hurt myself than hurting him I could feel elated at his success rather than mine I would have spared a meal or two to him rather than wasting mine

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

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

The prayer of a leader

The prayer of a leader long poem

The power that is with me Is not of my decision And the fame given me Is not of my choice Man have done wrong Betrayed and denied with purpose Killed and have killed more Murdered souls out of greed

Snowy Day

Snowy Day short poem

Knee deep in snow I walk. Listening to the wind in the trees, flying snow everywhere. Silent the sound. Just the rustling of tree limbs flying snow. I walk through the forest cleansing my my mind. Squirrels in the trees

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

Pixie’s Villanelle

Pixies Villanelle long poem

Murky was my soul, she came in like a sunshine, We walked on a clone aisle, our lives were divergent, ‘tween my acumen and wisdom, she was the skyline. Lost in her thoughts, omnipresent was her sight, Falling in love

On Reader’s Digest – 4

On Reader’s Digest – 4 short poem

Dear readers, Reader’s Digests denote That readers read and clearly emote Their feelings out and try to devote Their money and time for this rowboat. The mind that reads it will surely vote Their success that is sure to roam

Come Wither Away With Me

Come Wither Away With Me short poem

Come with me,let’s wither away to eternity Across the shore …to the moon, Surpass the darkest night , till heat of noon , fly over the meadows , from horizon to the dawn , let’s complete the circle of life

I’m Too High

Im Too High short poem

Totally lost in you…am I too high? I have to hold myself back, sigh! I wish I could crash in to you and die I don’t miss you, yes it’s a lie! The bling in your eyes make me smile,

Parapluie

Parapluie short poem

Her favorite French word despite She hated the devices themselves Gutless spiders, she’d say, all legs Appetites for unwary heads, lop them off. As a compromise she didn’t own any hats Just a few holdover rain bonnets A pair of

The Presence Prayer

The Presence Prayer long poem

Heavenly Father, I focus my thoughts on You. In the palm of Your hand, how can I lose? Your grace is sufficient for every need. All things are possible if I will only believe. Divine power through me is flowing.

Journey Of Life

Journey Of Life short poem

Not everyone gets it the very first time . . After all success is a long and difficult climb. . But God wants to tell you not to lose hope . . Because soon to help you he will send

Just A Myth Until She Became Reality

Just A Myth Until She Became Reality prose poem

She’s loved by many but walks alone. It’s not because she has no one to comfort her, or that she isolates herself from those surrounding her, but it’s because she’s all the strength and comfort she needs. While others find

Golden Retreat

Golden Retreat short poem

Golden beams of sunlight streaming through a bank of thunder clouds. Reflected prisms of sunlight enhancing the cloud bank in various shades of pink, blended handsomely with vibrant hues of orange and yellow. A pack of timber wolves have made

The Warrior

The Warrior prose poem

I am a warrior, fighting the battles of life’s challenges, tripping over the cracks on the sidewalks, drinking cold coffee, listening to sad songs, working on taxes, calling in borderline sick, and driving the combative zone of rush-hour traffic, what

Overcoming Alexithymia

Overcoming Alexithymia short poem

Many deaths I’ve to live In love, the twister That lifts me also splits me And slithers the creature Resident of my damned heart She’s expecting The galloping white horse I put on my lamp, hissing Against the mocking sun

Kingdom Of Peita

Kingdom Of Peita long poem

From morn to night, there I go To stand and watch few people; Who comes and go like a dream, In the little town where I dwell. Beside the fire that burns merrily I study the silent little waterfalls, As

Imagine!

Imagine! short poem

Many of us are laid to rest Before we learn the true intentions of our life Before we lose our innocence and search for it all over again If there’s a way to find the answers to our existence To

The Whimsical Female Egg!

The Whimsical Female Egg! short poem

A world where I can take birth And I will not be killed in the womb Or dumped into a dumpster Or just thrown like that on the pile of waste on the road Where my limbs will be pulled

Paths

Paths prose poem

Look in the mirror. What do you see? Depends on the choices you’ve made. Depends on your programming. Depends on where you were born. Depends on what you were born. Look in the mirror. What part will you play? A

Cold Stars Reflected In The Water

Cold Stars Reflected In The Water short poem

Cold stars reflected in the water Abyss beckons us his dark distance. Our world, only one of hundreds, In which we can not see the sun. In this world, I am uneasy, I want to touch other planets. Because there