Clairvoyance Poems

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Through Binocular Eyes

Through Binocular Eyes short poem

How tall and stout were those who wore big armors? I wondered at a museum of heroic ancestors. In self hypnotism I look through future. find machines are giants, people- pygmies, products outnumber their creators, most inhabitants follow train of

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Thoughts Have Wings

Thoughts Have Wings long poem

Sitting here tonight thinking about you the phone rings and it’s you on the other end you say I was just thinking about you how have you been? I say well I’m fine but it’s kinda ironic I was just

Going Nowhere

Going Nowhere short poem

On the blue icicles you were colliding with orbiting electrons naked legs on the rocking chair were expecting the visual words to spook for clairvoyance with the sun decline beyond borders my eyes are damp, I know the bottom was

Symphony Of A Thousand Worlds

Symphony Of A Thousand Worlds long poem

A sleight of the hand, a melodramatic move; Fate plays its final hand, A royal flush established, a victorious counter-move. Or was it simply you, in tandem with candor? Your misdemeanor forgotten, Simply an existential demeanor? How do you plead,

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Phantoms

Phantoms short poem

Little child in me remembers the phantom, Muscular and masked, Penetrating eyes, Outwitting the enemies in a flash, Reading with bated breath; Here I am glued to the screen, Phantoms running and scaling heights, Crawling with creepers around, With little

Dad

Dad short poem

I have a hero I call him dad, Who makes me smile whenever I am sad. Dad, You are my first love For me, you are all above. With a morning hug, U wake me up, Then you run errands,

Murder

Murder short poem

You told me lot of stories….. on the field, in the moonlit night. stars above and the moon alone listened to your words, far away, someone is singing a song, song of desire and despair song of departure……. a story

Nan

Nan short poem

your nan, your grama your whatever you called ‘er a soft place to fall if mom & dad hollered chores for a quarter, sleep-overs for fun love aplenty, wisdom a ton strong cementing, dependable fixture penchant for silliness stirred into

Ecstasy

Ecstasy short poem

I close my eyes in your presence And unleash my mind in your essence. The ecstasy that I seek in your scent, Leaves my heart meek and my will bent. I lose myself and utter in a blissful voice, “Devour

The Fool

The Fool short poem

Curtain call yet once again. Time to track the boards. Greasepaint hides the shameful faces. Lime-lit shadow-play, Pantomime dames, Evil stepmothers, Monsters behind The innocent eyes That focus on the fool. So I enter the game; It’s the only one

Deep Love In Silence

Deep Love In Silence long poem

Those days, not gone, still within me, Full of love, my mad love-scenes, With fantasies, and fallacies of colorful days, We paved through narrow, secluded streets, Shady meadows, gardens, water-falls, Pubs and coffee-club cabins, you and me, In deep love;

Be Still

Be Still short poem

I want to see the deepest traits in your stare Place your book down Silence the music Bury insistent work Subdue arts colors Rest God’s words Close the family album Blow out all star lights Wash perfume’s illusion Move not

Liberating Love

Liberating Love short poem

To the light you are not awake And to the night you do not belong Come Oh’ my Love, let’s walk in twilight, And find a place that hides our heart, Away from the rumble of the world And chaos

Songs Of Life

Songs Of Life prose poem

Deep within the life of these brittle bones of man, a song stays hidden, so slow yet so powerful; it plucks the strings of our veins reminding us that the shallow roads are meant to be left astray. The words

Synecdoche

Synecdoche short poem

On a glowing morning day, By a meadowy, misty bay. Walked to the sea shore, Stumbling along those on my way. There roamed many incognito, Yet bearing a semblance familiar. A déjà –vu of coming across, A pair of knowing

Insight Revealed

Insight Revealed long poem

A trigger found so I will write.. So much to say and the canvas is white. Days are passing like a fast forwarded song.. But this moment right now, it seems to be long. So many plans to prove the

My Heart Sighs

My Heart Sighs short poem

I still remember the day, when you had left me alone, without bidding me goodbye, without telling the annoyance. I remember you every moment, miss you with my weeping heart, feel as if my heart stopped working, my eyes have

My Love is Like the Ocean

My Love is Like the Ocean long poem

Tumbling over One after another The waves crash left and right Crossing each other Coming together, cancelling out Rippling white ridges of white violent foam And yet This is not where the real power lies The outward grey-green breakers fall

A Break and me…

A Break and me... short poem

A dream and me gazing at will merrily A hammock and me, lying and reading leisurely A Holsunlit day and me, basking in its glory A riverside and me fishing secrets deeply A sand dune and me reflecting shadows quietly

November 22, 1963

November 22, 1963 short poem

My mother had just put me down for a nap And was folding clean diapers on her lap When Cronkite broke in on her show And announced for everyone to know That JFK had been shot in Dallas He didn’t

Soul

Soul short poem

Just before the darkest hour I saw a dawn breaking there was this angel standing she looked withered and tired. her wings ruffled and torn I got up to help but she yelled stop don’t hurt me anymore I can’t

Anatomical Pieces

Anatomical Pieces prose poem

Sweltering insurgencies of electric power chords Tribal reverberations of skin-stretched drum boards Rolling and filling, syncopating the noise of the tinkle toys the gutless boys enraptured in the music the anthem Of invidious phantoms. My eyes hurt inside and I

Mystery Of Life

Mystery Of Life short poem

One’s Life is a book with its pages bound in random Contents of it is like a potboil thriller packed with tears and fears, agony and ,Ecstasy disappointments and exuberance losing and winning hating and liking Life is a beauty

You are wind

You are wind short poem

I believed you were a tree, the way your hair flowed in some evenings. I believed you were a bird, the way your eyelids fluttered, when you looked at the sky. but now, I know better. you are no tree

He is flowering

He is flowering short poem

His sadness is flowering into something so beautiful, Those who utter its name will burst into an ecstasy of butterflies, His emptiness is ripening into a fruit that is so full, Those who touch it will arrive beyond the gate

Painting By My Words

Painting By My Words short poem

I have a few words to soothe you, I have them ONLY for YOU, Presenting them to you, To flatter you, to make you feel blessed! I have a few words, to curl on your face, I have them ONLY

‘Quarter Past’ To ‘Quarter To’

Quarter Past To Quarter To long poem

I went for dinner; she came on a date… Waited for her until a quarter past eight… She walked in, looking like a million dollar, Anyone else would’ve known, but I’m no scholar… She ordered for some strawberry and wine,

An Ode to My Mother

An Ode to My Mother short poem

As I sit across and gaze into those beautiful eyes, Its all so pure, no pretense without any guise. A faithful alliance I see, A dedication that never deserted me. An individual who loved without reasons, A person who did

Fireflies

Fireflies short poem

A pagan will search for antiparticles after a collective wrong: some tantric will throw up the smoke rings before the paean starts. Come, stand beside me, sadness is going to find me again on the oak tree. A hairy spirit

Drug Of Life

Drug Of Life short poem

Love, what a beautiful addiction. Drug, with no prescription. Throughout life it is used, limits easily abused. Aroma, oh so sweet. Looks, sometimes a cheat. Yet, we take what we can get. Our greatest asset. With drugs come side effects:

Epiphany

Epiphany short poem

why do we “fall in love” ? why can’t we land in love ? maybe because falling in love means you’ve stepped into a gaping abyss , and no matter how much you try to stop the the fall ,

Down

Down long poem

Twilight town A black gown Gray eyes with a blue sky but a slight frown Brown hair. Greasy as if colored by a crayon The crown fell down. It can’t be found. A loss of hope A tree with a

Panacea

Panacea long poem

To render oil from a snake you first must find a snake buying one from a store is no good to have one place in your hands is no good these frauds illegitimize the oil it can be tasted and

Never Let Your Rainbows Fade Away

Never Let Your Rainbows Fade Away short poem

As the raindrops fall gently from the sky A Rainbow appears up on high Capture this moment as hard as I try Take in every color as they pass by Believing for a minute That you know where the other

A Convict

A Convict prose poem

I met a convict in a cell so dark ,memories of freedom afresh I told him what it means to be free, stories of vast fields and sunlight , traveling and reaching , dwellings and lanes, roadside shows and a

Sarcastic

Sarcastic short poem

Rose appears rosy when accepted by a Beauty Rose becomes thorny when rejected by beauty Mind is in upbeat when one gives respect Mind is disturbed when got snubbed ones mind when pure makes other feel secure One whose nature

Mine Liberal Hierarchical Goodbye Construct

Mine Liberal Hierarchical Goodbye Construct elegy

Absent deliberate intervention vis a vis suicide, supposed “natural” longevity of generic human primate ride ding bareback across avast broke back mountain minus pride defies accurate prediction, though hypothetical projections can override unknown factors, whereby excluding misfortune nationwide (and/or globally

Once Upon A Starry Night

Once Upon A Starry Night short poem

Those eyes Like light in the dark nights As brown as the wet land, Spreaded far and wide In the moon lit night, I saw them shinning so bright I wanted to ask, to whom they belong But in my

Simply Alone Me

Simply Alone Me short poem

Get out of my life, and never come again… For if it wasnt you, I wouldn’t be having all this pain…. You lost me for good, ‘cos that’s what you longed for… I know you didn’t deserve me, but still

Pompeii

Pompeii short poem

Amid ashes pumice lay Life in cinders Pompeii in disarray Vesuvius plumed angry swell Archeologists unearth deathly knell Volcanic vomit ample spume from sunlight golden to darkened gloom Roman bathing in waters pure Nimbus of fires blazing coiffure In 79