Disappearance Poems

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A Poem Of Disappeared

A Poem Of Disappeared prose poem

At the time you came into me I have had nothing A pen A paper A space You came and gave me a light To go through it The capacity of the memory was weak To be derived It was

Poems containing references to : Disappearance

When Moon Will Be The Moon

When Moon Will Be The Moon short poem

Mid May Moon, rise not now With such dim face in burnt haven. Troubling summer with fiery fumes Has filed the sky sphere to utter haziness Making your turf more tired and clay Sucking all azures from Venus scoop. The

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I Am Anne

I Am Anne short poem

Someday while sitting at my table, I’d love to meet Anne of Green Gables, Then My Eight Cousins she would meet, They’re lots of fun and kind and sweet. But I have cousins by the dozens, Their chatter sounds like

Individually

Individually short poem

That roasting night when honeyed moon hung high weaving a humming sound I spoke to clouds. It happens every night, when smoke rises to discover the pain of a falling star. I start making a god from earth and water.

Safe Haven

Safe Haven short poem

To my cocoon I wish to return To the safety of my nest. To the womb that nurtured me Where I had long been in blissful unawareness With eyes shut tight Fists clenched too Yet to feel , see and

Words Of Life

Words Of Life short poem

These powerful words from heaven above sounding so strong and so bold These eternal words from God almighty, hidden so deep within my soul These living words of God that prophets long ago recorded on a scroll These words shall

Middle Class Blues

Middle Class Blues short poem

Waking to dark An eel slithering Stand at bed’s end Quiet as a mote Not even a ripple In someone’s dream Washing, sleep dripping Pooling at the ankles Cold towel and foggy Mirror the radiator Reveille not yet begun Dressing

Darkest Hour

Darkest Hour short poem

I sit in the dark and wait for the day. The darkest hour of my life, I do not know when it will pass away. A fear lurking inside, my faith seems to have lost its way. I peep back

Along The Unhallowed Way

Along The Unhallowed Way short poem

The man pushes the other man in a wheelchair Down a dreary Salford road, avoiding kerbs, talking Always talking, talking of nothing, talking of everything, What it takes and never gives back. The load. With wheels of fire and halos

Am I Free To Speak?

Am I Free To Speak? short poem

Am i free to speak?i am asking you, am i free to speak? you won’t judge me at all ,can you grantee? if i speak about gandhi,you won’t call me bapu, ,if i speak about hitler you won’t call me

Life as we know it or do we?

Life as we know it or do we? short poem

Have you ever experienced the sweetness of nothing and exhaustion of everything? Have you laughed so much that your urge to cry grew stronger? Have you dealt with sleepless nights bothered by nothing in particular and everything in general and

Trees

Trees sonnet poems

Trees give so much yet receive so little Our attitude towards them is brittle Have we considered what we do to trees? Or not, I should think, we do as we please Compared to us, they have given us lots

Angel’s Lullaby

Angels Lullaby short poem

Little one, resting cozily in my care, Sleep and dream. Little one, nestled in my arms, Forget about the struggles of today. You are in my safekeeping; Nothing will ever harm you. You have been placed in my guidance, And

Judgement

Judgement short poem

Let Judgement be on you! When did you take up God’s role? Did it ever occur to you that your opinions are of your own insecurities? Did anyone inform you that not every one will follow the norm? I look

A Bright Start With A Dark End

A Bright Start With A Dark End long poem

When life begins all anew When all battles seem new A new life has taken birth A new journey on the same old earth. Then crawling and creeping all around Making a fuss with all that is found The little

Kites

Kites short poem

Too many colors in me and I was meant to fly But I got stuck to the wall Too many colors in me and I was meant to fly random colors like random thoughts Too many colors in me and

Love

Love short poem

Love glitters on the grassy cliffs- Slowly…….Slowly….. It enters in to the hearts. Life starts to glide – On the little wings of its carrier. It blooms like a beautiful flower. The fragrance spreads all over. Slowly…….slowly… It enters to

Millennium Celebrating

Millennium Celebrating short poem

I was ready to board the ship laden with terror on mortal waves. The patriarch was dying inside the sleeve of hidden rocks. Hope and death, death and hope flicker in dark. What if the blasts start again in the

Nailed To The Cross

Nailed To The Cross short poem

There are no crows by that side of the road just dust and debris from the long-fallow field and that legless marionette hanging from a frame it never seems to age, its expression unchanging a glint of oversized eyes, vicious

I Used To Be Alive

I Used To Be Alive long poem

There was a time When i used to be alive That was before the night I decided to drink and drive I still remember it like it was yesterday When for the first time i decided to not do what

Home Bound

Home Bound sonnet poems

Unimpressed by your lack of ambition I want to control, dictate your small mind Exploited, but fine with your position While our heads are foreign, our hearts combined Your mother, your dad grew up in this town Your father served

Perception

Perception short poem

Lips of clay tend to bleed my kisses. And the distant moon treads softly on the spent passion. A private crimson blunts the whiteness of moon. The birds- step out from the fog. Last moments – of the bell to

Demur Of A Mother

Demur Of A Mother short poem

An unknown awaits to come out from her dark closet slowly leaven to ensure the pain to be undefined something anxious is always on her mind resting to fulfill her choice. It’s not a follow up path for her it’s

Love: A game?

Love: A game? short poem

Caged in the cobwebs of the past Surrounded by the tall stalagmites of blames Lying uneasy on betrayals amassed Is A vulnerable soul for whom love was no game. Splinters of Lies that hurt and bled Trust shattered, Malice brought

Have A Good Day

Have A Good Day short poem

First thing in the morning give thanks for seeing another Glorious day, then smile and be on your way. Ask for guidance if your skies are gray, then be a blessing for someone that’s in dismay. Now bad is sad,

Sleepless Night

Sleepless Night long poem

With the brightness of Sun shading away Today is slipping away into yesterday With darkness hovering deep over the skies Tonight is inching towards tomorrow Deep into slumber are the birds,the creatures, the animals so also the roads,the colony and

Life post retirement

Life post retirement short poem

You never touch the ground neither go round and round hung up for a very different use your job now to make them amuse after retirement a change of fate now into swinging than erstwhile rotate sure I’m for this

Nature Calling

Nature Calling short poem

Vivid and varied hues of nature, Innumerable shades of nature our eyes capture. Shades of green beyond our imagination, Unimaginable varieties leaving no explanation. Mesmerising sights, delightful moments, During spring, a grand show nature presents. Shrubs, vines, creepers and trees

Eternal Love

Eternal Love short poem

A flame that may flicker with time It never dies nor loses its shine As bright as a star or even brighter it shines A bond stonger that words can explain Your heart, soul and mind I’ve obtained Us together

Tick Tock, Ye Temporary (this Too Shall Pass)

Tick Tock, Ye Temporary (this Too Shall Pass) short poem

Where were you When your future became the present? Where are you now? How do you feel? Where will you go When your present ticks into the future? Where will you go When your present tocks into your past? And

Unspoken And Unseen

Unspoken And Unseen short poem

Some words are unspoken Some words are unseen We leave them all in a moment And never turn around to see Time and tide wait for none But my dear the exception is one Wait for a second and stand

The Hollow Leaves

The Hollow Leaves long poem

Through the breeze A slight scent of mint The Sumer didn’t even make a dent In the column of cosmic debris Hollow leaves with colors that bleed In Autumn the colors turn red To awake the barren lake Columns of

To Be Wise

To Be Wise prose poem

What makes a person wise? Reaching for the skies? The schemes they devise? Or knowing life’s true prize? I’ve heard early to and early to rise makes a person healthy, wealthy and wise. If being wise is showing experience, good

Paradise Reflected

Paradise Reflected short poem

Absorbed in the eyes of a magnificent soaring Bald Eagle; a pristine alpine amphitheater, high in the Cascade Mountain Range. As early fall unfolds. This astute amphitheater fully clothed in the brisk autumn colors: Scarlet red, bright hues of orange,

My Soul Was Whipped At First Sight

My Soul Was Whipped At First Sight short poem

Hazel eyes and long curls of chocolate hair, these were just what caught me first. Clean skin, unspoiled, never marred by the crooked calloused hands of man. She was and always will be the paragon of beauty, and to only

Sunshine In The Scanty Rain

Sunshine In The Scanty Rain short poem

Oh my Sunshine, are you looking for shade! Or do you miss the light under the scanty rain? Are you my yesterday’s reminiscence or my today’s muse in disguise? I, who fell in love with the monsoon that took away

Mourning Band

Mourning Band short poem

The descent starts with a dance, of tears and fire. A culture of lids lowers the salt, the silver, the gems. Antithesis to cremate a golden ascent. The night long vigil had a naked puff. It will roll now in

Mask

Mask short poem

Mask is a object worn on face People use ‘coz they want themselves to be efface Mask is used for protection and disguise It usually give mortals a surprise A masked face is what people see And it is who

Diamond In The Swamp: Pt. 2

Diamond In The Swamp: Pt. 2 short poem

From the darkened waters where for ages they have roamed and toiled the fishermen, bobbing in their canoes with the rippling silent ocean waves, looked at the rays from the massive concrete superstructure dangling overhead it was like the heavens

Thousand Wounds

Thousand Wounds prose poem

Thousand wounds beneath my heart Covered velvet cloth Never expressed on the face Hidden by thousand smiles At times laughs loudly Hides in pretentious way No clue to others Am a smiling fellow But footsteps of Attu Frighten me in