Confined Poems

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My Confined Mind

My Confined Mind long poem

Untamed self control my own worst enemy I can be I can not be the poison and the remedy The voices I hear are not in my head I hear the words as if they’ve been said. Horrific thoughts I

My Confined Mind

My Confined Mind long poem

Untamed self control my own worst enemy I can be I can not be the poison and the remedy The voices I hear are not in my head I hear the words as if they’ve been said. Horrific thoughts I

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Last Wish Of The Prey

Last Wish Of The Prey prose poem

How exciting you are! Like a bundle of light that has just discovered a keyhole Keep sneaking… Coating your words with delight Thrusting them into my waiting ears You see, It is quite dark in here, In this ancient head

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Which Way Did Liberty Go?

Which Way Did Liberty Go? prose poem

The flag unfurled, and from within, fresh rose petals Jauntily floated down like gently melting snow flakes. Soon, even the smell of freedom dissipated, losing its Way into the winding lanes and by lanes of our lives. Tell me, which

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

Stone

Stone sonnet poems

(Tribute to the Banished Silver Surfer – he is herald again) Please tell Galactus, I can’t do his will And shine like sap that drips from putrid pine, Stare into space from some ingested pill Or from a dose of

Doctor Of Philosophy

Doctor Of Philosophy short poem

I He caged a raven thereby saddening a sufi gentleman ,who thought none of the fraternity of man incompetent to do something so absurd . Actually ,when consulting the mirror of his mind and the one in his bedroom, he

Alone

Alone short poem

Sometimes when I’m sitting I just want to sit in the silence And absorb the tranquility. I want to close my eyes And be condensed in the attention. To be nowhere yet somewhere. I want to live in the absent

Wo(men Insecurity)

Wo(men Insecurity) short poem

When I walk out in broad daylight, I am immediately handed with “Stand up and fight” brochures, persuaded to download the Vithyou app, begged to join self defense classes to combat the raging thirst, of uninhibited audacious beasts. I am

To Women

To Women short poem

Women are not inferior or superior to men, They are only different from them. They speak out and put up a fight, For what they know to be just and right. Women can cook, clean, earn and invent, Run a

I Plead, I Just Want To Feel Alive.

I Plead, I Just Want To Feel Alive. long poem

Sometimes, I just want to fly away and sit by a coast dotted with tiny creeks and gaze at the pebbles sleeping peacefully at the bottom of the stream while drenching my feet in water as pure as an infant.

A Glimpse Of Infinity

A Glimpse Of Infinity prose poem

My life was a bit of a calamity, I was on a loosing spree, nothing I could foresee, thinking, is this it for me? Then flash a glimpse of Infinity. Still, I wad walking a tightrope, head hanging down, I

Out

Out short poem

Do something different Camp out The regular routine Throw it out Evil and bad intentions you can Do without The weak and the helpless are Crying out While the good and the merciful are Dying out Beggars with empty hands

Trembles He

Trembles He short poem

Complexion and hair he possesses are bright We can compare him to a film black and white Nay, he has no cooling equipment at home Although cushion and mattress made of foam He is a writer and became my friend

Hating To Do

Hating To Do short poem

To get my dues I come to your door talking to myself Today I will present you my theme song in a live shooting belt. A confined thought had the influence fading away It was a stark, frightful journey to

In Transit

In Transit short poem

Grand Rapids smell of burnt toast Moves like a pastel mall-walker defying Predawn blankness, sub-zero cold. The other stunned migrants sit folded In practice for the confined transit to come: Uncommunicative, unsmiling, unsure. Because small disasters are bound to occur:

Mary King’s Close

Mary King’s Close short poem

Underground spillover of sickness and the stench of death… men, women and children confined and condemned, condemned to suffer even after the hour glass has ran out of time, there is an un-natural coldness down the long and winding dark

Perplexed Sagacity

Perplexed Sagacity short poem

Perplexed sagacity asked The desirous heads Why foreheads seek to bow before what and created places to do so concept tired to form any image As it cannot Boundless can never be confined to boundaries Limited resources of mind are

The Loving Cobra

The Loving Cobra ode

The love scene of a cobra, I saw, It kisses all over the body of its Love-hit snake -girl, very carefully, Keeps close its mouth, not to Wound her, keeping its teeth in, Shut closed its venomous flows. The word

Fabled Mother

Fabled Mother short poem

her innocence tumbled out behind her crumbs on the forest floor the spent her twenties sharpening the eyeliner pencil of her soul scent of sandalwood shade of kohl the thighs of her jeans were torn out by effort, not fashion

What Choice Do We Have

What Choice Do We Have prose poem

Some say when we are born we are like fresh lumps of clay.  There is some structure but rough in design.  Plump with potential so many ways to go.  Much of what we are already mix in the stew.  Hair

Whether Any Storm

Whether Any Storm short poem

Decorative floral arrangements along the sinking coasts Separative morales deranges my song and inkling notes Charrington’s coral courageous and strong linking two boats His passion lays in the rubble of ruin, up in smoke She’ll cash in roaring winds and

This Is Me

This Is Me short poem

Her wings were tidy, a little flutter now and then, She was always so close, to finally grasp her dream, So, when that day had finally come, that woman’s wings were clipped, She needed to let go, therefore, she flew

Milestone

Milestone long poem

Quixotic life brings wonderful thinking In such wee hour of foggy winter night Sitting on the spacious balcony with rural setting Feeling the favour of native care. With drowsy eyes. It is not uncommon in recent Thou has started to

Adrian The Great, Canto 1

Adrian The Great, Canto 1 long poem

The Argument The first canto proposes the entire subject matter through the first few lines, where is stated the tragic plight of those English people that went against Hades, the then wicked monarch of England, who, for the proclamation of

Me

Me prose poem

Me, a singularity, vast, color fast, has a very good forecast and will flabbergast. Me, resilient at times brilliant and on the same token often broken. Me can be unforgiving, dangerously living but on the flip side, dignified, able to

Untitled

Untitled short poem

My aura shining around me enlightened by what’s inside me A diamond who needed polished got it, my eyes unblinded Thoughts and acts realignment dark nights I was found in Cages I was confined in but wisdom help me survive

See No Good

See No Good short poem

You live in a world where evil prevails. you’re trying to find a way out eventually, your body becomes frail peace becomes a doubt Life isn’t what it used to be only confined to toys now its as deep as

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The Redundant

The Redundant short poem

In a temple without god, They performed a cryptcastration on a colossus, targeting a total annihilation, and liquidation of a beautiful saga. And then, layer by layer unspeakable pain was released. Nobody looked at my red eyes. Half dead, half

Rivive Thee

Rivive Thee sonnet poems

Revive thee the sun of home, REVIVE THEE the son of Tome.. where casteth thee thy piping rays where goest thee thy solid shadows mama’s only son and pride of Tom” that one strong , once bold ,young man adored

There is an angel….

There is an angel.... short poem

There were tears when you came, There were tears when you left, When you were born they gave you a name. That after you went, but few would recollect. They pulled you down like a tower, They hunted you out

We are but two moons

We are but two moons short poem

At the shore of the world we meet, every day, as if by accident, as if we are characters in a play written by someone else. At the edge of the world we meet, every night, as the sea and

Overcrowding

Overcrowding prose poem

Just now we’ve concluded the conquest of Constantinople. It took us fifty three seconds, the time between two cigarettes and two hallucinations. Then, we came back. The city inflates at night; Noisy lamps, stained by excrement of last summer’s beetles,

Greed

Greed prose poem

GREED – The two sides Oh you, the persona called GREED we have seen & dreaded one side of you but we are unaware of your other side which is supposed to be sober and graceful you make the mother

By The Time I Find My Words

By The Time I Find My Words short poem

By the time I find my words It is time for you to say good night, It is time for you to put the children to sleep, It is time for you to switch off the kitchen lights. By the

Thy Eternal Grace

Thy Eternal Grace prose poem

Petals are unfolding Soft crisp leaves are emerging Wonder is their lustrous green aura Milder is the mellow wind’s persona The wind is whispering love longs Into the ears of the emerging beauty The earth is holding on her roots

Cyberspaced Truths

Cyberspaced Truths short poem

I am not here to trade anymore the cosmic runes and liquid dreams, as Universe stumbles into its own photons… I am here to renounce my own spectrum with all its refracted words, rhythms and sensationalized perfect imperfections… Yes!… I

A Fallen Leaf And A String Quartet

A Fallen Leaf And A String Quartet prose poem

I find something beautifully heartbreaking about the sound of a string quartet playing in a minor key. As the first bow glides across the strings my heart moves in ways unknown to me. I close my eyes and imagine I

Jottings

Jottings short poem

there was a tree rose piercing me and killing me, I thought it was cheating on me after the sunset when moon was walking alone you know what is love we think different things at the same time but we

Magic Pots

Magic Pots short poem

You can tell a poet by the way she hands out pens to fill up forms where they ask you if you own any guns And the way she sits on the park bench letting the rough concrete feel her

My Contingency Measure In Case Of…armageddon

My Contingency Measure In Case Of…armageddon ode

My Contingency Measure in case of…Armageddon Aisle putt ta ma head but tween these skinny legs and kiss thine braying ass good-bye asper ma person, thine gluteus maximus a boot the size of a hand held palm pilot cell phone,

Disbelievingly

Disbelievingly short poem

Fraternising the needles on abbreviated lips. Handful of sand hauling uphill. Code of particles feels the entire lie. You wear mauve when I cry. Like diatoms in eyes. Erase the sun from my hairs. I am turning black. The brine