Criminals Poems

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Guests

Guests short poem

There it was, A beautiful villa, Complete with lots of guards, From inside a cry would be heard, And the moaning of a person in agony, The mission would be in progress The new slaughter house, Trained untamed boys into

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My Daughter Brought Happiness

My Daughter Brought Happiness long poem

The vagaries of life had shattered me down, Made me a coercive slave, submitting to dealers’ erotic frown, But I felt those moments with an absconding pain, As you came to, my life of lame. Your night of birth was

Our Fate In Our Hands

Our Fate In Our Hands short poem

Born in the filth and dirt, mocked and jeered everywhere, shouted and screamed at always, with the vision of people coming home with bloody hands and a gun in pocket, ever said to be born with a fate like that,

Fragrance

Fragrance short poem

Thou, fragrance, you are the only one, in this universe, Liked and welcomed by all, with no hesitation, nor dislikes, Agreeing with everyone’s tastes and joining hand in hand, With anyone, rich or poor, regardless of their virtues and vices.

Nasty World

Nasty World ballad

The innocent and lovely creatures are crying, crying bitterly every moment, For their beauty is their curse; One can not listen to the cry, As it is disgracefully buried by the devils in the inaccessible depth of the secret world,

Ever Since I Was Woken Up By Weapons

Ever Since I Was Woken Up By Weapons long poem

Ever since I was woken up by weapons Ideological balloons are shooting at me. Scared by an advertisement dream I am hiding in reality Which is beating me with a bloody rod! To shoot or not to shoot – to

Terminal Liver Cancer

Terminal Liver Cancer elegy

It is not on you, dear poet, but on your Nation, and its rulers, spread all over Their body, mind and soul; irreparable, Their cancerous thoughts and deeds; ‘The red salute’, they offer to all, a mean, Cheap and cruel

Holy Ghost

Holy Ghost long poem

The kitchen staff left a slice of cake out. all the while, stacking chairs on tables, scraping the grill, through the ravenous inhale of the vacuum cleaner, it sits like an unscaled peak framed in the lights of the pass-through.

The Plain Truth

The Plain Truth long poem

Justice has been slain in the market place Corruption the order of the day How can I be happy? Who is gonna save us Many for the few Few for the many Justice for the rich Injustice for the poor

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Equality

Equality short poem

We are all equal. Placed here for one purpose. Created by one almighty. No one is superior from their neighbor. All equal but very unique at the same time. Together we are one great nation. We are all equal. May

You All Are So Stubborn

You All Are So Stubborn short poem

Haven’t I told you my eyes, To refrain yourself from searching for her everyday? You captured every laugh and every smiles with each blink, Still strive to have a glimpse! Haven’t you heard me my ears, When I told you

Both Of Us

Both Of Us short poem

Another beautiful aeroplane Passing though a stormy rain How I’m jealous of the love of the sun to the moon, And how I miss your gentle voice’s tune. This it’s totally going wrong But I’ll try my best to stay

Longing

Longing short poem

I may not break the cords of your indifference I may not touch the reaches of your heart I may not function fully in the way you’d like Nor play your dreamed of perfect partner part When I reach out

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

I Stand Here Alone

I Stand Here Alone long poem

I stand here alone. Afraid. Why did you ever lie to me? Dragging me further and further down with this temporary love, You had me paralysed, mesmerised with your very essence. Why couldn’t I break free..? Weak, so weak I

Mortal Damages

Mortal Damages short poem

The man he stands in burning ashes, A volcano flows into the sea it masses. The world will drown tsunami trashes, A black day dawns, for 20’000 years it passes. No life on earth except cockroaches, A symbol foretold by

Out of my layer

Out of my layer short poem

The feelings of despair Around our air, everywhere. Calling out for help, Comes a time for rain… The silver lining shines, And things begin to rhyme! Those clouds of despair, That worry in the air, Those greys in the hair.

Winter Trees

Winter Trees long poem

I love to see the winter trees Their twisted boughs and bony knees Contorted knuckles, warted bark The lichens staining limbs so stark If they could speak, a tale they’d tell Of suffering through winter’s hell I love the springtime’s

Facing The Truth

Facing The Truth short poem

*Deep Dark Crimson B.L.O.O.D Flows rapidly from your{razor cuts} Your H;E;A;R;T has |B|R|O|K|E|N | Ripped by a d-d-deadly fairy A.Soul.Lost.In.The.Murky.Abyss. H.A.U.N.T.E.D by your departed (love) So *Insecure*from all the DEcaDEnt [deception] A-Mind-So-Confused-Full-Of-Agitation You feel so even though you know your

Self Reflection

Self Reflection short poem

O light, where liveth thee? O light, darkness kills me. O light, will you ever come? O light, you only seek some. O light, why does dark haunt me in your presence? O light, go away, you have no essence.

Back To The Start

Back To The Start short poem

Sometimes we’re Adam and Eve again Sharing guileless our delight Sometimes our hearts collide unchecked Drinking in each other’s sight Sometimes the Earth feels very old And we in it deserve our place Sometimes our mingled breaths unite To form

How Do I?

How Do I? ode

I see you dressed in green So vibrant and so lovely Fresh as an unfolding spring How do I touch your heart? I see you dressed in turquoise Strutting like a peacock So stately and proud How do I break

The Honeymoon

The Honeymoon ballad

Against the wind A raging sea Crashes splashes Wild and free The blazing sun Rays beat down Casting glares Absent of sound A wooden board Barely afloat Teeter totters Upon the waters A plunging sky Our alibi My fair weather

In Love…

In Love... short poem

Familiar looks, manners in sync, A slight acquaintance, a familiar hello, A warm smile and the mischievous wink, In you I see my good old fellow. Late nites and Long chats, Discussing life as it passed through, Somewhere amid those

The Stripper

The Stripper short poem

She showed up in a faded dress of beige Quite decent, till the time when she sat down And then again when she has crossed her legs This time though, there’s no charge for what she’d shown ‘The clothing shortage

Pain And Tears

Pain And Tears prose poem

Work on me,walk with me and find things I lost long ago Always in my heart,for you I will rinse my tears Toil on you,stand with you and find things you lost long ago Forever in your heart,for me you

Behind A Door

Behind A Door prose poem

The circus of life runs behind a door. We sway in trapeze, fall on a safety net, balance the cycle of events and drive a car in closed globe. In real world the show always runs in a tent, cash

The Game Of Love

The Game Of Love short poem

The game of love Some play with other hearts Yet they end up alone without excuses And when they realize they lost their whole lives Time cannot go back and fix the mess And so they go looking for another

Twinkle In A Wrinkle

Twinkle In A Wrinkle short poem

As age catches on, Wrinkles appear, Beauty fades, But eyes still twinkle. Soul lights up, The most crinkled one, With an intense eye, Deeper than most. A chain of memories, Of all seasons, Brighten up the days, In the sunset

A Not So Distant Dirge

A Not So Distant Dirge elegy

The heart rending wail from the floor below Found its way into the corridors of my mind, Echoing in my brain long after it subsided. It was Munna’s mom, who died that morning, As drastically as Jigjri’s son lost his

Surviving Attention

Surviving Attention short poem

She’ll only dance as long as you don’t watch her a heavenly symmetry in the distance between elbows, knees. Gravity is only a suggestion while she progresses through nameless steps, her unplucked body stepping across thresholds billions of sisters have

Real Life

Real Life short poem

Run, run and run, Life is a long run: Neither you and nor me Can win it and be free. Except the ultimatum, That’s Death!—–which is sure to come. No winner and no runnersup, Neither silver nor golden cup. Newly

Loom Of Dreams

Loom Of Dreams short poem

It was a dream delicately woven Fine threads of silk intricately spun, Embroidered with hope that made it brighten Vibrant hues all blending into one. Under loving care the cherished dream did thrive. Soon it was time for it to

Free Style Freedom Of Expression

Free Style Freedom Of Expression long poem

take it to the beat watch us meet to greet fooling in the street tripping on the beach smoking fat leaves doing what you please as busy as a bee making sweet history there’s a battle for your mind I’m

Flames

Flames short poem

Her heart was on fire And he was the one who lit it up Then he left it to burn And went away with no return He gave up on her Not even with one concern He was all she

Love-a Thing To Keep With You

Love a Thing To Keep With You short poem

“I Love You ” this was what she said to him The riverside, green grass cover and moonlight dim Waiting for “Yes” there she was bending down on her knees It took her guts to ask, after all those friend’s

Mother

Mother prose poem

Cold, hatred, full of sin All the evil in the world within Turning all dreams into nightmares Throwing put downs everywhere To your worst enemy she will chain you Expecting you to one day be like her too She is

What Comparison?

What Comparison? short poem

The displaced years cling to your body like an extended death. I wanted to see what could not be seen by clutching. the lifeless doubts. Emotions play: potentials are threatened. Remaining alert becomes a punishment. I grieve for the dementia,

Dust Grafted

Dust Grafted short poem

Fractious smokescreen between celestial reflection and contempt floats on a shaken rug. You cannot stand still incognito. The indictment stinks for the impoverished vicitims who make history through to the bones. Grappling after theft, interstitial existence falls like glass pieces

Of Secrets

Of Secrets short poem

Let’s make a pact today. When you walk along my side again Don’t ask me about what’s stowed away. Dismiss all doubts about what you see no more, And when I stumble upon what you’ve been covering up all along,