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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You Said…

You Said... short poem

You said “You’re an inspiration” I look at you confused, For the words “She’s a drama queen” are all they ever used. You said “You have such focus” I wonder what you see, For they said I lack direction, don’t

A Reincarnation

A Reincarnation short poem

Some restless forests on both sides of the river, the bell of rutting stag echoed down the stream, I dove into naked water forcing and eddying down the hills, my tongue in a foreplay– I touched the delicate breast of

Eternity

Eternity short poem

By the mirror side she sat, On a small caned chair, Looking at the tall figure, Combing her long dark hair, Frown on the little face, To resolve her loneliness, A baffled look stared at her, A playmate she wanted

Little People

Little People prose poem

The pettiness of people is pervasive. Those who feel better when others fail. Feeling contempt and envy when others succeed. Reflecting ugliness behind their backs. Makes them feel better , superior somehow. People sniping at those after leaving the room.

Away From The Heart

Away From The Heart ballad

With him being away from my eye- I spend hours thinking what to say! But he’s contented with watching me; guarding me -like a child at play! He let me play with fire all the way; until I burnt my

My Soulmate Across The Stars

My Soulmate Across The Stars short poem

There once was a time when I wished on a falling star It seemed not to long after you came into my life From that time on you started giving me reasons to believe Now because of you i believe

A Walk Along The Tides

A Walk Along The Tides long poem

I walked beside her on the breezy beach, the waves came in a perfect rythm and steadily subsided below our feet. Her black curls fluttered in the serene winds, probing her to tuck them behind her modest ears. She held

The Home Coming

The Home Coming short poem

The unbearable Sad and painful Trembling heart Brimming despair Wistful moments Brought us closer To the dreaded Inevitable point Of steeled separation Reluctantly To pay our debts We had to part Ever since then The wait Oh love And joy

That Is How I’ll Remember You

That Is How Ill Remember You prose poem

That is how I’ll remember you… With the dimpled cheeks and the cheeky grin. Forever nudging the awkwardness away from introverts like me. Laughing, cracking jokes and discussing the likelihood of Trump becoming the next American President, all in one

Saturday Night At The Movies

Saturday Night At The Movies short poem

for John McBride Neill There was the Savoy and Lyceum, the Majestic and Colosseum, the Regal and the Roxy, the Tonic and the Troxy, the Princess and the Pallidrome, the Alhambra and Hippodrome. Great picture palaces, art deco and glass,

But A Love Now Long Gone

But A Love Now Long Gone elegy

One summer’s eve in Spain, I fled through an open window, Butterflies aflight In the very pit of me, And I tramped the streets, My heart abrim With such a love, But a love now long gone. With my final

A Little Hope

A Little Hope short poem

Colossal memories engulf me, I plunge down deep, Precious bring back my smile, Others do bring back grief. The quantum I did endure, My trampled heart would always pry. Sure nothing stays eternally, No fact hidden in cry! I leap

He Dwells In Her Prison

He Dwells In Her Prison short poem

With a sense of certainty, He looked around, To No one but to himself, as she waited for his response, he said, “Your mind is a prison.” For him, it was the best. It was much better than roaming around

This Day

This Day long poem

I thank you Lord for this day and for this day Lord I pray. I pray for the church, may it stand tall and strong, for your church is much needed for a world that’s gone terribly Wrong. I pray

Satanic Verses

Satanic Verses short poem

Caught in devil’s vice I ask you for deliverance the one who is evil one whose vileness knows no bounds the one that is the king of beasts I give thee my soul and ask for eternal bliss cause I

Never Forgotton

Never Forgotton short poem

I love you from afar. I love you so much I let you go. I wanted you to have the life I could not give you. I could not hug or tuck you in at night, kiss away the tears,

Compliment

Compliment short poem

They talked regularly on the phone, They just can’t stay at their home They decided to take a step forward, And finally, they met afterward, When their eyes finally met, The time around them slept, When he spoke his first

Pale Liberty

Pale Liberty short poem

Pale liberty, never thou art within people’s reach, Born and brought up in palaces old Under careful cradles of rulers bold Whom we often called bald despots. Thy brazen presence in statues gold Where static freedom hides in feared cold,

The Lustrous Liquid

The Lustrous Liquid prose poem

The partly clouded sky above your head, The partly wet grass under your naked feet, Those few droplets of rain, the hidden sun, Aren’t these enough to breathe in the sorrow and misery? Let them lose themselves in your lungs

For Jean, Patron of the Arts, My Rokeby Venus

For Jean, Patron of the Arts, My Rokeby Venus sonnet poems

I’ll try my hand at writing while I smoke, You never know ‘til you experiment; In honeyed indolence my time I’ve spent, I’ve made no money and I’m sadly broke. The sands of time are flowing as I toke, I

Just As Long ‘We Are’..!

Just As Long We Are..! short poem

Just as long ‘We are’, together Let us tickle, Let the mind run utterly fickle. Let’s run into the sheer wild, And not let anything be absolute mild. Let’s indulge onto the fantasy spree, And let our almanac be far

Son, Will You Hold My Hand Tenderly

Son, Will You Hold My Hand Tenderly prose poem

Dear sweet baby how old you become no matter I’ll always be holding your hand very tenderly as I held it on the auspicious day that you were born you are incredible gift that god has gifted to your Dad

A Poet At Heart

A Poet At Heart long poem

They say poetry doesn’t pay , A hobby for slacker’s bay , Frost projected it as condition , Far from being called ‘ real profession’ . Advised to bring out the writer , Write pages, words , Ensure some monetary

A Simple Old Man With Righteousness Rife

A Simple Old Man With Righteousness Rife sonnet poems

The simple old man cherished self-determination, For he knew how harsh past subjugation had been; He spent his last days ameliorating his city from within, Restoring harmony by easing friction led to his elation; Hark! The baleful bell of belligerence

A Toast To Nations

A Toast To Nations short poem

Nations and nationalities, you are not chocolate, you are the sweetest Jam cooked from bitter labour! You are the original egg, the supreme cause of war and peace! You are the homeland of the rising sun and moon. You are

People

People short poem

You meet many people not all of them stay, Some forever, others a day, God will send them for as long as you need, To help you bloom by planting a seed. Each person brings with it a lesson to

Love anecdote

Love anecdote short poem

Wisest of the wise always quote Poison for the poison is anecdote Hatred and contempt is to float From one boat to another boat At times a mote takes us- remote This is how humans promote Vices on the chest

For The Moment

For The Moment prose poem

Tenuous and stretched are our links Precious, yet an incomplete jigsaw Making it arduous to reach a Safe heaven of human interface. It can whither like the autumn leaves Wearily sinking like the sun at dusk, As if there wouldn’t

Magical Dreams

Magical Dreams ballad

I slumber into a Magical Dreams A castle appears from five magical beans A kingdom up in the air I mount a flying horse That takes me their Giants are counting golden eggs Rocking themselves in musical chairs I own

Cheers For The Rain

Cheers For The Rain short poem

Hooray! Cheers for the falling rain Lifting a veil of haze, even the sight of a distant train A parade of colorful umbrellas bobbing, like music in refrain Their owners gingerly navigating the puddles of rain A cooling mist on

Hypocrisy

Hypocrisy short poem

She’s dressed in black with white high heels, A mini dress her leg reveals, She fakes some tears with mini skills, She hides her face and what she feels. She wants to say: ‘I am a saint, I can’t bear

The Judge Of The Universe

The Judge Of The Universe short poem

God is the cardinal creator He is the generous giver He can raise a dead to life, being the grantor He can create a thing that existed never He gave what you have He knows whatever you know Your deeds

Kindled Night

Kindled Night short poem

Put off the lantern. I am waiting for the moon’s primal face. The lesser flamingoes were going to shed the pink color. Nude as a python, the kiss of pomegranates, kills by asphyxiation. I suffer in the hands of protests.

Knock

Knock short poem

Like a long forgotten melody wrapped in the mist of time bringing back all the memories good and bad alike you knocked at my door again and sent me reeling into the past long forgotten long lost, long left why

Who Am I?

Who Am I? short poem

Out of the odd don’t know why, A voice within me asked, “Who am I?” Answered each question with ease till date But today within me is an endless debate. Am I the good girl all see? Or that crazy

The Many Muse

The Many Muse short poem

Her body is the ever-punctured typewriter Pricked by the fingertips of lovers and liars alike, Since brick has been put upon brick to build – She has been made into verse. She is laced in souvenirs, splinters of a dismantled

Longing Hearts

Longing Hearts short poem

Faint is my expression, out of breath, chastised and drowned in whirl pools of confusion. Neither here nor am I there, in the clouds or the bottom of the ocean, whirl pools of confusion. A year be a day, an

An Aire ‘ Bout Central Air

An Aire  Bout Central Air ode

Far moost o’ me three score minus one year tethered upon terra firmae where planet Earth doth veer (spins upon the global axis (tilted 23.5 degrees from the plane of its orbit around the sun), terrestrial genesis (perhaps accompanied for