Deviance Poems

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The Stranger

The Stranger prose poem

There we met, at street seventy seventh; my friend who’d bowed down with altering features, and me with my clothes getting narrower. We could not find, in this chilly present, a tale to help us recline on the pavement’s stone.

Poems containing references to : Deviance

Akhal Teke Autumn

Akhal Teke Autumn short poem

She canters freedom like wind Gallops wilderness like fire And into metallic dreams She blazes banter with reverence- Only to chute through life’s greenbrier- letting seasons mark her deviance! As she gaits, bittersweet love is dinned with a shako of

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Wish In The Blood

Wish In The Blood short poem

For the precious ones pride in the head flesh in a skull wish in the blood a curly swag a diamond scud a cunning smile I wish and will to compromise my recon time plan perceptional introversy mental controversy united

Unknown Friends

Unknown Friends short poem

Never we had a chance To see face to face Never we had a chance To sit and talk side by side We live under the same moon We share the same sunshine Still we are from different places. Though

Believe the night’s exquisite silk

Believe the nights exquisite silk short poem

Dream the dreams that once had tip-toed softly through your sleep Dream of the immeasurable, so silent and so deep, Believe in the impossible, yet be prepared to doubt Your whispers are just dreams of night that haven’t learned to

Waiting Forever

Waiting Forever short poem

Waiting for you, all alone in the dark, Under the moonlight, with flowers in my hand, wearing a white gown… A soft wind blowing… Trees rustling… Stars twinkling… Hoping that you will return to me someday… Till then I will

Worries

Worries sonnet poems

When i have fears of tomorrow When i am clothed of tears and sorrow And see the void of this forever toil And strengths and time and seeds in the soil This one soil that swallows our loves This one

Timeshaker

Timeshaker short poem

Those ruins of tomorrow Could they make me hollow? On the wings of hope this day, Swinging from the blue skies… the flight of despair stuck in the cries. Teased by the winds, Pushed by the blinds, Waking up to

Holding You In Mind

Holding You In Mind short poem

You’ve crossed my mind many nights. Sometimes I just lay there, holding you tight in mind. Wandering your body with my hands. Filling my fingers with the skin I’ve dreamt so much about. The things you keep hidden. unraveled in

His first hero, her first love

His first hero, her first love short poem

He didn’t let you shed tears a sentinel who masked all your fears, donned assorted roles for fun at times a horse other times a son, made you stand on his toes he was the ring encircling you close, the

In The Pale Moonlight

In The Pale Moonlight short poem

My heart beats, thirsting for your love; A sweet song of joy echoed from above To fill my soft-corner with pure delight; Listening to your love verse in the night We walk together in the candlelight; Let me embrace you

Hobo In Alley (wistful Memory)

Hobo In Alley (wistful Memory) short poem

It’s a beautiful town. a hobo in dirty gown He smiled at me he lives near alley he kinda smelly he looked so holy it’s shivering cold snow and rain never heard him complain he played violin gave him watermelon

The Season I Want To Live In

The Season I Want To Live In short poem

Whereby: The scent of your breath love dances like a butterfly. Drenched in your raining desire lush spring awaits. Yearnings whispered vigorously. The sun kissed golden season’s ancient story filled with certainty and uncertainty. Every word I utter reflects you.

Desperado

Desperado short poem

They slaughtered the icon in captivity as an act of mercy. To know the secret of madness why people were falling on knees? Outside a small narrative will give creased excuses. The spilled blood always instigates to drink from the

An Angel

An Angel ode

Fine is the wine drops from your lips; To dance and to sing, I hold your hips; Sugary bread we eat is from your oven, An angel appeared now she is from heaven. Knowing nothing new on loving trends, Forget

Set Your Heart On Go!

Set Your Heart On Go! long poem

SET YOUR HEART ON GO and put your dreams in motion You’ve got the power don’t you know if you got the notion Believe in yourself and just let your passion flow like a river From out of the deepest

Green to Amber then Red

Green to Amber then Red short poem

The green butterflies sometimes look light blue in the sun The lemon and lime leaves touch the sky and reflections come The brown tree trunks stand so very tall with branches that winds make hum The moss is like velvet

Clarity

Clarity ode

Through the veil of mist and uncertainty your smile split the haze, and between its part I saw a truth that shook the chains of my creation to a crumble. What was my reality became the unwanted memory of a

Washed-out

Washed out short poem

Slashing the surged monarchy of celibates stoking the fire of wounds, the turret locks on to a target taking off the gloves. The mountain was rising. A sheet of the floating ice disturbs the ecology of heart. I place my

Dead Grey Wolf Skins (v2)

Dead Grey Wolf Skins (v2) prose poem

Introduction: Aldo Leopold (January 11, 1887 -April 21, 1948) was an American author, scientist, ecologist, forester, environmentalist, and conservationist. In the 1920-1930 eras, he moved to the Baraboo, Wisconsin area. The grey wolf was viewed as a predator, to be

Vestal Love

Vestal Love sonnet poems

That one day you and me walking together accompanying Empty wet road, tree canopy Raining flowers, kissing wind Humming souls of vestal love reveals up, Fell in love with your magical talks and top notch character Even sun seems stygian

Withered Leaves

Withered Leaves short poem

Feeling buried like it’s over Amidst suffering and total anger Igniting hell to burn my heart inside Leaving scars unable to hide Under this skin there came a blast Reaching head, clashing toes with brunt Emptied glass once full with

Emotional Vampire

Emotional Vampire short poem

Through the veil of love and care Innocence was taken to task Pleas fell on deaf ears Vampire thrived on tears An intentional infliction of pain Tears began pouring like rain With slander, abuses and rage The naive was kept

Last Of The Sunlight

Last Of The Sunlight short poem

Last of the sunlight filtered in In through the window Lying lazy on my couch I saw Particles Particles dancing in the rays In the rays of the fading light Suspended thus Hanging thus What might they be thinking? Prancing,bobbing

South On I-75 With Our Daughter & Snoopy In Back

South On I 75 With Our Daughter & Snoopy In Back prose poem

Whenever you’d ask me how much farther I’d always tell you we’re closer Than the last time you asked And this seemed to satisfy you You’d say, “ We’re closer?” “That’s right,” I’d say “Then how much longer?” you’d want

The Sound Of Muzak

The Sound Of Muzak short poem

No matter the ups and downs, Or the criss-crossing silver lines With the shadows- The clash of words and images And the confusions that reign; All drown when the notes play. Fade away when the chords resonate- With lyrics so

Prison

Prison short poem

Hidden within my locked mind Are words that fight all the time Each one a story to tell All about my prison cell I wish that sometimes They could say Happy times Will come my way But instead the words

A Passionate Gardener To His Love

A Passionate Gardener To His Love short poem

Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the gardens trod, We’ll stroll along the springs and brook, On to some hidden cozy nook; Red roses by your neck I’ll hang, We’ll walk on grass that’s

Rising Wishes

Rising Wishes short poem

I saw a hope, hope rising up in the air or was it a wish wish following someone’s prayer? I traced it to the point point till it disappeared pondered there for a while then another one appeared. I also

Taste Like Apricot

Taste Like Apricot short poem

My sweetheart you look like an apple I feel your flavor and taste like apricot In grace and style you are like an angel Love and your beauty are in love knot Your red juicy cheeks have salty taste Your

The Tear Of Things

The Tear Of Things short poem

The panther goes for the neck only. A body trembles on the stairs. Scarred bones are strewn around in the broad day light. I sometimes hear a wailing sound. Here lies the scarf, the coat, the shoes. A nation is

Can A Hurt Soul Fall In Love?

Can A Hurt Soul Fall In Love? short poem

I am yearning to keep you so close Destiny and Fate pull you far away I look at you from afar My soul forgets every pain This is so mystical I never thought it would ever happen My soul was

Soul Chutney

Soul Chutney short poem

Drown I want to in the sweet buzz you create, tunes of wilderness, in my ear, in my mind. Your hue I want to engulf myself, dance in bare nakedness, leave all shame behind, self behind. One whiff of you

Invisible

Invisible prose poem

Can you see me? As I lie vulnerable on the rigid floor with you? Can you feel the fear that radiates from my trembling body? The piercing cries echoing in my mind are deafening, but my voice has lost it’s

Heads And Hearts

Heads And Hearts ballad

Come with me and let’s play a game- flip a coin heads or hearts in an affair! Can it be that you simply don’t care- about a fool who’s taken your dare? Surely my smile wasn’t hard to conceal- if

windows Of Innocence

windows Of Innocence short poem

“Innocence looks through a window of crystal clear glass, there is no reflection, just perfect vision of clarity….. For it is through the eyes of a child that truth is captured, no shadows of grey…just pure simplicity. A child’s soul

Musing

Musing short poem

I drift by through life letting not its stones hurt me I indulge myself in daydreams by wrapping myself in a cloud of soft memories. I take a book, a mug of coffee Sit in the rain listening to melodies

Love

Love prose poem

Leela was what she said, she said with those eyes I heard nothing she said with those eyes I swear I lost my name with those eyes I knew my world would change with those eyes My thoughts were confused

Who Is Right?

Who Is Right? prose poem

What do you believe? Why do you believe it? How did you learn it? Who taught you? What where their motives. Ideas not men rule the world. Some believe in religion, some do not. Some believe in life after death,