Dichotomy Poems

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Story Of A Poem

Story Of A Poem short poem

Old man loved poems was no secret, that he used to tell everyone in pomp; was what I didn’t know. He was all rhyme and rhythm, a whisper now and a bellow’s hiss, all in one and all too soon.

Poems containing references to : Dichotomy

First Words

First Words short poem

Tie the knot with my mortgaged life – I have started the self-descent. Don’t leave me alone – I have to unload some debts. It was very disturbing. I have again forgotten my alphabet and become illiterate. Your consent is

My Little One

My Little One short poem

From my late night reads , To our play .. You were there , Little devil … With that gleam in your eyes And sound of your whistle . My closest buddy in animals disguise, I talked , you listened

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A Life Of Chance

A Life Of Chance short poem

Watching as half my existence has passed And all that is left are memories, that on my brain have been cast The rest of my age will find strength in autumn and winter remembrance As I wander through the freshness

Fate

Fate short poem

Born as female child much against their wish makes the parents reconcile to their fate Me lagging behind in studies in spite of my best efforts make parents feel like salt added to their wound and they start cursing their

Mary

Mary short poem

“Mary, are you blind? Mary, are you dying? Mary, are you kind? Mary, I am happy for you. Mary, Mary, Mary; the blind lady from the darkness. You come slowly from the ground, as your eyes are stitched tight. Mary,

Life

Life long poem

I watch the world go by, From my position at its periphery, I ask each day, For a sign, a message, Something to turn the senseless into the meaningful. My thoughts turn inward, My being aches with the pain of

Just Another Day

Just Another Day ballad

Bloodshot eyes in heads so wise, they queued outside the door The men whose work began right there, at Tommy’s on the moor. Hands thrust deep in pockets to betray the shaking bones Of weather-beaten fingers whence they laboured sand

Why

Why short poem

Why did the spider eat the fly? Why did the fly have to die? I tried so hard not to cry. As I wiped a tear from my eye. Why did the frog eat the spider. Why did the spider

Ode To A Tree

Ode To A Tree ode

O tree, beautiful tree in the garden! Teach me the art of living! You have mastered so well ~ Feet planted strongly in the earth Branches raising arms to the sky Giving shade to the weary traveller Welcome shelter to

Praise, Forever Praise

Praise, Forever Praise long poem

Every day, for every day when you start your day Look towards Jesus and give Him praise, endless praise Praise to Jesus for His love freely, perfectly given Praise to His glory, His power and mercy Praise to one day

Bird Song

Bird Song ode

I disappeared into the looking a birdsong I had stepped off the brick path and was kneeling in the dirt circumscribed in time and space kindness burning indifferent to my bliss the night full of clouds in the morning the

The Quiet Guitarist

The Quiet Guitarist short poem

She rocks the stage with elan Speaking not much with her clan Music her soul her heart Hands always moving like a work of art Strumming with fourths eighths and sixteenths Counting 1234 in patterns of beats Never a count

The Forbidden Hill

The Forbidden Hill short poem

Don’t go to the forbidden hill! Once five men went to see. But three were killed by the fire From those flying chariots. And two were killed by them With fire-spitting weapons, To teach others a lesson. You know, the

Friendship

Friendship short poem

The crowing cocks, herald the dawn, The surging sun, signals the morn, The homing birds mark the dusk, A change in every phase, so brisk. Spring sets the country in bloom’ Summer swallows dispel the gloom, Autumn leaves the trees

Slay Queens

Slay Queens short poem

Big bust & even big bottom, Mass of horsehair on head, Brazilian weaves precisely, Fake eyelashes, long & thick, Fresh lipstick, inviting lips, Less clothing, leaving little imagination room, Their pack intact, Passport, thick thighs, I phone & strong liver…

Have you seen a dream crumble?

Have you seen a dream crumble? short poem

Have you seen a dream crumble, I just did Not one sound it made, nor a mercy bid Silently and softly it shed its tears Finally unbounded from all its fears Some piercing pain I felt Something perishing and foul

Illusion

Illusion short poem

A night very deep, Everyone asleep. An adventurous night, The moon grew wide. The trees were green, Seemed quite like a dream. Held her breath, She walked a little ahead. Heard a roar, A little she broke. Shined his eyes

Endless Story Of A Shadow Fleeing

Endless Story Of A Shadow Fleeing short poem

The street lamp validated it. I’m single, sui generis, without partner, lost entirely in self. East, up the street, no shadow cast. Turning this way and that a black specter, once sewn to my heel, deserted me. Under the lamp,

Failure

Failure short poem

As twilight calls curtain to end the day, I feel so small, I tower among ants, As I reckon the faults from where I lay, For nightly rest, even as regret rants; The bells at dusk, now toll for glory

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

Forgotten

Forgotten short poem

How deep is the hole I fell into That light does not shine upon my naked soul Am I to live all eternity bound in this grave Once I heard your voice sing but only silence Greets my ears now

Dual Personality

Dual Personality long poem

Oh Man ! you exhibit your lone face outwardly but cleverly hide two more inwardly Outwardly you are seen to the naked Eye but your inward face often spins like two faces of the same coin without clarity You may

My Car My Bucolic

My Car My Bucolic long poem

The speed of my automobile exclusively Depends on the wheelman which earth born Crave where the passengers await it destination, Seeing an endless road ahead. Every four years is its renewal with the Hope of getting to the promise terra-firma

Despondent

Despondent short poem

Have you ever felt lost lost beyond hope beyond comprehension beyond care when you don’t want to be found when hope becomes blasphemy and something tells you “this is how it will be, always” Have you ever been in company

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body

Manifestations Of The Soulless Body ode

I apologize the Sun did not rise my side of the Earth. Else I would have invited you into my house And we would have drunk white wine with ice by the fire place. Know you not the absence of

Living On The Other Side Of The World

Living On The Other Side Of The World short poem

Have you met that little girl? That little girl who lives on the dark side of the world. That little girl who has not eaten for days. That little girl who doesn’t a have place to call home. I am

Take My Breath Away

Take My Breath Away prose poem

Every moment that I spent with you How much was delightful How exciting and delectable it was But it is the reflection of the past now I passed every moment with you until tomorrow Now are the remnants of memories

Interface with Bliss

Interface with Bliss short poem

Serenity all but manifest in boundless sort of freeze Swinging of feral boughs with gusts of wild breeze Leaves chafing indolently imbuing calming kind feel Upsurge of distant clouds permeating a wet appeal Moment as if standing still with sublimity

An angel whispers

An angel whispers short poem

An angel whispers to you while you sleep; they say you’re ready to see God and he wants to see you. An angel whispers to you while you sleep; they say the moon is a daysleeper as in night it

We All Are On Our Own

We All Are On Our Own short poem

It was a dark evening, the sun already gone, clouds were turning black, only few houses’ lights were on, Rain had started, sky was ready for a thunderstorm. I saw in the street, a girl waking alone, she was slow,

Meme

Meme prose poem

Ideas not people rule the world, competing for supremacy, domination. Conflicting, waring to gain the upper hand, control. Virus like as it spreads through the population Infecting all that come in contact. Ideas are insidious things, once infected nearly impossible

The Siege

The Siege short poem

Dual fall of the brass. From the bine, from the bliss of flower strength. An apparition of infiniteness of agony. Becoming one with failures. It tends to stay and enters the forbidden city of endless gods.Me beseeching, imploring to remain

Passers-by

Passers by short poem

They are passing me by in the sky smiling silently as I sit near the sill and squint. Free, they follow the breeze while I try to tackle these tiresome lines. do they know I watch them gather and grow

Face your real face

Face your real face short poem

I’m a temporary guest, I will one day fall and distinguish, But you don’t deserve this title, because you are going to be here, you have the power, to turn evil into goodness, your destiny is different from mine, I

Melancholic Evenings

Melancholic Evenings short poem

The melancholic evening Knocks at the dusk And my heart skips a beat Prepares for the gloom This transiting hour Holds the key to The gloom of the past Rubbing off the future The key clicks in the lock The

Two Trees In A Forest

Two Trees In A Forest prose poem

Hi John and Mary, A few months ago, I heard that you were contemplating leaving. And the move was not across town nor another region of the state. But it was way across country, and at least a thousand miles

Stevie B

Stevie B long poem

Although those many years have passed Having every bit of reason to grasp The true message in his songs Seen him twice in Hartford, Ct That brother made a dent in my true memory as a young G Spring love

Delicious Treat

Delicious Treat short poem

Mommy Mommy, can you bake a cake today ? I’ll be quiet , I’ll stay in my room and play. Mommy Mommy, I can hardly wait To taste a yummy slice upon my plate. Mommy Mommy, is it done yet?

Despondence

Despondence long poem

Often I stand, apart from you, yet a part of you, Running rings around the parts of you that are askew, from me, Making no moves, to harbour through, the pain of pining after you, Breathing heavy at the thought