Crossbars Poems

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Crossbars

Crossbars short poem

The depression, human brand was trapped. They were talking about the nukes. To annihilate the earth. It was elemental, I said. An ardent fan of moon. A lark asks who will survive? ————————————— The depression, human brand was trapped. They

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As I Walked Down…

As I Walked Down... long poem

Do you know…I am already dressed in my shimmery trail of flow, I am already adorned with the gold and shine, tip to toe. My mother just put the red glittery shine vale on my head, Shyly I stole my

Until Next Time

Until Next Time short poem

Life Full of pain and strife How cruel, to snatch away all the good things I had Until I was left with only the bad Why did you have to leave so soon? I miss the times when we used

Mosquitoes

Mosquitoes short poem

Oh, mosquitoes, children of lust, you hover all over the world, to suck blood for own cause and multiply. Helpless society and frustrated victims are your brooding ground. You’ve outnumbered leeches and vampires only through a strategy of invading indoors.

Jungle In The Gym

Jungle In The Gym long poem

I am Timothy, Timmy, Tim. My dad is James, Jimmy, Jim. My mom is Kimberly, Kimmy, Kim. I walk, walk, walk With my teacher And my class. It’s time for recess So we’re going to the gym. This is my

Dear Santa…

Dear Santa... short poem

Hello Santa, do you remember me, I wrote you a letter last year, I’ve been the good girl I promised I’d be, Even though it may not always appear. I tried so hard never to cry, When I didn’t get

Brouhaha

Brouhaha short poem

Running to and fro, Going somewhere, going nowhere. Fighting for survival, fighting for revival, Some call it revolution I call it confusion. Hunger in the land, Trouble in our towns, Politicians say they have the solution, But their parties have

Brooding End

Brooding End short poem

For the bird, I knocked the cage to set it free. My tryst, with a nightmare begins. It was me, dismembered in sour death where sorrow meets the sorrow. Now rising, now falling, the delicate frame on unseen wings beneath

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

The Artist

The Artist long poem

breathless light of illumination with blank canvas he begins to create a myraids of fixed visions angelic fervor of exploration a brush stroke with colors red, yellow & green at the top of the canvas a yellow stream vast radiant

Remember When He Was I

Remember When He Was I short poem

When he was I, And I was he. We laid crying in the desert sands. Holding hands. Our friends burning nearby. The cities burning in the sky. Laughing, he squeezed my hand. Crying, he squeezed the trigger. Oh, how we

White As Snow

White As Snow short poem

Today, if you will hear My voice, and harden not your heart, Then of Me, And My Kingdom, You shall have a part. Behold, I stand at your door and knock, whomsoever lets me in, I shall Heal them, and

The Solitary Moon

The Solitary Moon long poem

Away up in sky Shining so high She sat all alone On her royal throne Among the stars Like lighted cigars In uncanny solitude Mocking an attitude Glowing down on earth With a smile a gallon worth Guiding those who

Unwanted

Unwanted long poem

She came into this world with a healthy loud cry. She was so very excited but, things looked awry. There were no happy smiles to greet her arrival., She had no clue, she had caused such upheaval. She was not

Politician Buses

Politician Buses short poem

They can’t resist the Calligraphy, Like the Disney movies, all eyes & ears glued there, Yeah, they fathom the science behind it, But No! Listen to the hits they make, like boom! Can’t help but break dance, The comfort my!

A Walk In The Park

A Walk In The Park short poem

Round the corner, there is a park I started walking through, which is scary and dark. I paced up when I heard the dogs bark. I was so scared as I started to embark. There’s no light except for the

I Am Not

I Am Not short poem

Time capsule in gangrene foot. It was madness of the legs. There were no sins in the ghetto. Only illicit distillation and girls changing the beds. It stinks when he says he was god. What was the ism of the

Soul’s Anguish

Souls Anguish long poem

A labyrinth of red washed walls, my heart’s anguish to soar above the clouds. As I trace my scars I think of rose petals. Is my body still asking for restitution? Have I not yet paid the price? My pain

Apple Picking

Apple Picking short poem

Immenseness of the contrast – from blue eyes to red apples, (we must stop apple picking!) from smashed leg to a stone wall – squanders the soft toys of time. A peach colored queen lies in state from centuries to

On freedom

On freedom short poem

I spent a lifetime Trying to be different How can I complain then, That I don’t fit in? Who is this? Why has he trapped me? Illuminated confines of ability. Decorative boundaries of relation. Soft prison cells, comfortably. If it

Weightened Steps

Weightened Steps short poem

Between rainy days Brought by the northern wind And days trembling Under the caress of the southern, I go for a walk with my silence. I was weaning to speak- The words have lost their meaning Since there is no

I refuse

I refuse short poem

I refuse to follow you. I refuse to borrow your words, your ideas, your beliefs. Limiting preachings of fragmented minds. I refuse to follow you. I refuse to adopt your meanings,  interpretations, definitions. Confining parameters, conditioning. I refuse to follow

Hot pink lipstick euphorbia

Hot pink lipstick euphorbia prose poem

There goes a blazing trail of lightning across the deep indigo, starless, Australian night sky. I am momentarily startled by the dissonance of the rumbling thunder, playing drums in my ears. Driving past the long, steep road lined with bottlebrush

Would You Love Me…

Would You Love Me... long poem

Would you love me if I were tall? Would you love me if I were short? Would you love me if I were to fall, Would you love me anymore? Would you love me if I were happy? Would you

It Kinda Sucks That You’re Not Single

It Kinda Sucks That Youre Not Single short poem

You’re making eyes,while I make up my mind. Thinking of ways how I’d make you mine, You play that little game where you keep me guessing, You leave me wanting more so you’l keep on teasing, All i need is

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:

Old Men

Old Men short poem

I saw the soldiers Marching off to war. Lean, strong and hard Like young lions. I went to a mirror and there I saw a grey haired, fat old man. How did this come to be, What happen I ask

Beauty In Decay

Beauty In Decay long poem

Light a sharpie so bright shines on beauty seen through decay. Both beauty and decay form a duality of darkness and luminosity. Beauty is a love that can provide for its reality against dismay. Just as tradition is a security

Life Way

Life Way ode

Feeling the warmness of love, Tight and meaningful like a sweet coo from a dove. Family genres bring us to have a life to live, Daily going by, letting it pass like a giant dive. It doesn’t hurt to learn

Meeting God In The Mind As My Spacetime Equal

Meeting God In The Mind As My Spacetime Equal short poem

Infrangible God! And frangible I! O, would we are not Bound as one mindedly eyed Spacetime knot! Parallel minds cross voids as pens That cut as swords! In our déjà vu head portends Spacetime discords; Plural mind! I tire of

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

Lost In The Ocean

Lost In The Ocean long poem

Sometimes happy sometimes sad and sometimes just lost in the middle wondering about what life has its plans if I can understand even a little But no matter how hard I try life seem to always out-fly Every attempt I

Dad Loves Me

Dad Loves Me short poem

Dad loves me Because He made me Dad makes me trust him Because he made my team Dad makes me strong Because he made me not want Dad makes me smile Because he took care of my file Dad makes

Reigning

Reigning short poem

God’s hazel gaze scans a barren land empty stomachs and hungry stands a fertile field an enduring belief precious and exalted and dwelling bequeath breathe in, breathe out live, laugh, love the plea of the needy comes from above swift

Introspection

Introspection short poem

When we are Hungry our stomach cries for food and we grab the food to eat while When Beggar is hungry He begs for food but we snub him out to satisfy our hungry stomach When our stomach is full

Addition – Life Through Others

Addition   Life Through Others short poem

Addiction to harmless Is accepted Addiction to harmful Is not advisable Addiction is submission Which involves Imaginations Addition is Pollution Which involves Revolution Addition is attraction Which involves Affection Addition is a fiction Which involves Correction Addition is a caution

Today I Saw A Baby In A Mall

Today I Saw A Baby In A Mall short poem

Today I saw a baby in a mall Sitting on the trolley comfortably looking with wide opened bewildered eyes at everything around her everything for her so huge so tall she a tiny figure in the big mall Perhaps the

Life’s Happening Now

Lifes Happening Now short poem

People here and people there, Are living their lives full of fear. “Past was bad. Future will be worse.” That’s what I hear people saying. Thinking about their past, I see them sobbing. But my people, life’s happening now! Enjoy

I Want To Belong

I Want To Belong prose poem

I may not know much, but I do know that many times you think that you are doing something right, it sometimes throws you for a loop. If you close your eyes and search deep in your heart what do

What New Realms Await?

What New Realms Await? prose poem

We live in a universe of subatomic particles, the building blocks of everything else. All we can see and touch is made up of the stuff. Even in the seemingly empty void of space science tells us virtual particles pop