Disillusioned Poems

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Disillusioned

Disillusioned short poem

The day when I kept myself alone Away from all the loved ones I have known The peaceful sound of wind had a tone What was the best thing that I had ever shown Felt myself in a situation so

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Beginnings

Beginnings prose poem

The day I realised that I’m just like everyone else. Clarity. I spent all my time thinking that I was different, unusual. [Apparently] I thought differently to everyone else. [I] Wanted, needed different things. Craved isolation. Solitude. Peace. Contentment. Simplicity

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Pain Of Love

Pain Of Love long poem

Do you ever feel a little choked up? Were you dreaming good and suddenly woke up? Like all was going smooth but you suddenly broke up- into tears – but a sly smile just soaked up- all of them,and you

Conflicted Love

Conflicted Love prose poem

Conflicted I tried, to comfort, reassure myself, I did not lose, gain knowledge. Yet the sorrow within says differently. This was not love, but dislike for me. Not that it was my reflection, actions of others, my heart tells a

How Easy It Is To You?

How Easy It Is To You? short poem

To deny the promises you made, To throw my hands Off your shoulders To forget the moments of First Kiss and First Hug, To leave me stranded in a dark street, To turn your back on me, To shut your

Old Year’s Eve

Old Years Eve short poem

The ghosts of winters past plague my mind with a blissful memory of the first coquettish look and the first breath of her omniscient essence The failure of one’s duty by thine own hand is the blade that cuts the

Adrian The Great, Canto 1

Adrian The Great, Canto 1 long poem

The Argument The first canto proposes the entire subject matter through the first few lines, where is stated the tragic plight of those English people that went against Hades, the then wicked monarch of England, who, for the proclamation of

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I Fly In Flames

I Fly In Flames short poem

My wings fly with flaming heart, soaring high in the sky but in utter vain. Like sunshine in the rain, but burnt and charred, it so hurts. Delving into the same old refuge, filled with solitude in a world full

Glass

Glass short poem

the first is touch losing touch sense of touch losing softness losing abrasions… in dark amputation… this is how it was, my mother did not die, just detached, gradually less tenuously linked to life, until there was no link… now

Can We Trust What We See?

Can We Trust What We See? prose poem

One day we open our eyes and there it is. The world opens up to us, all that we can see. We move within our view, learning as we go. But can we trust what we see? Is it real?

Existence

Existence short poem

A toddler unrobes the secret of death. Modifies the circadian rhythm of honeybees, opens the daisy clock. Cage of tears. The virus had the acrid odour of sulphide. Decay. It never happened before. Spring was helpless. Primrose forgot to secrete

Graveyard Witch

Graveyard Witch prose poem

Oh no and I will not forget tonight! If you loved me you’d treat me well oh but what the hell, don’t you know pay backs are hell! You will be sorry when I work my spell on you, yes

Freedom Is Always Bliss

Freedom Is Always Bliss short poem

We are free to attack and destroy evil, But for that is needed a very strong will We are free to compromise in life, But not with dagger and knife Freedom is to set free minds from terrors, Freedom is

I love to worship Him

I love to worship Him short poem

Many times I have said, thought and done Many a time I have come before Him With a tear smeared face, a broken heart and a failed soul Many times in the reason of my living I have thought; thought

Little Gray Men

Little Gray Men long poem

I took an unfamiliar trail Through a forest that wasn’t there Green sky, red trees and all But at least I wore my wing tips And as I studied the blue dirt Tiny footprints appeared They did But I was

The Forgotten Queen

The Forgotten Queen ballad

The crown he wore weighed him down, his uncertain tone wreathed As his face so stoic hid the storm that surged beneath Its not about my faith in you, for I know your morals are true I know you’re as

Remember

Remember short poem

Remember We have walked to the end. An hour, at our place by the river. Before our minds erase, let’s remember the grass we flattened. The jumping waterboatman, tickling fish, restless cicadas. Let’s relive our life, our stories, dares, ambitions,

Come, My Love

Come, My Love ode

As the night gets taller. … come let’s walk that extra mile. … oh, the sea, they tell, holds many a secret. …. a secret, they tell, die many a death under sea beds. Come, hasten, let’s leave the remains,

The Banana Budget

The Banana Budget short poem

Duis went outside and changed. And then. Who can still sit funny. However, he wishes to the hotel, the laugh of the gate of life, words of condolence, novels. I do not have football. There is no rent-a-car like a

The Y Chromosome

The Y Chromosome short poem

you may wait days for a woman to pass by who smells better than candy better than art and nature could cook up that’s a lot of days sniffing for an accidental woman just so you can be arrested and

The Hyphenating

The Hyphenating short poem

Awareness becomes a burden, with opposite thoughts in conflict, Crawling like roaches on your skin. Sage or beast it was same. They run on the bricks in sun or drift at night on unwrapped voices. Every thread of a dialogue

Passing By

Passing By short poem

Do you pass like this every day? Through the shallow woods, With your eyes downcast Lost in the intensity of your thoughts, Left to the integrity of their present. Do you realize that when you pass like this, Unperturbed by

Find Your Body But Lose Your Mind

Find Your Body But Lose Your Mind short poem

I’ll impregnate the wind with sin he said, while frolicking a gentle and sterile composite. I am only man, and madness is who I am, for length and breadth of depth is almost equal to unjust concept , live and

Love Or Pain!

Love Or Pain! short poem

My love, We are like cats & dogs, We no longer see eye to eye, Always complaining about everything, Our house is now a courtroom, Cases that never end, Only a judge is missing, Tell me something my love, Is

River Of Time

River Of Time short poem

Still-flowing River of Time! Would I may store you In dollar or dime Had you but store value! I would these cupped hands Could stay you, O indivisibly-grained sands Of invisibly-seen hue! And we shall, my love and I, Pit

Queen Of A Cage

Queen Of A Cage short poem

Too careless what’s going on all around, Although in a cage she is kept and bound, The couple is not free and cannot fly, When she sees other birds in open sky, She turns his nibs to the pretty spouse,

Faded Out Frames

Faded Out Frames short poem

I Heard, come what may We would revisit those spaces, Once cherished and left midway For, the memories, they pull. Those incomplete sweet nothings Crooned together with a certain heart Which we wanted to make our own, And the words

Beautiful Mist

Beautiful Mist short poem

Surrounded with the Beautiful Mist, My heart knows, this is life – a gist. No matter how foggy it seems, My soul desires to take the Leap. Faith and Liberation prevails, Only the charismatic peace it exhales. In front of

The Night Train

The Night Train short poem

It is 11.30 at night- A night train is appearing into our sight- Porters are walking up and down the station, They are keeping watch on train’s arrival with great caution- They are frantic to the passengers- who will get

I am divided into halves

I am divided into halves short poem

I am divided into halves that I did not choose. I head out the door at 8.45 pm, heart beating faster than necessary. I have just lost a screaming match. “Decent girls get home at this time.” “You are the

Debts Of Gratitude

Debts Of Gratitude short poem

Wanted to pay, Debts of gratitude. There was a call from evergreens, He was not ready to go. Standing in pit of snakes, He was preparing himself for a random fang. Throat like a blue-bird, Waiting for a song. The

Nero

Nero short poem

Can’t you feel it the heat is rising attacking my pores emptying them out like a trash can onto a rubbish heap. Can’t you hear my screams silently as they seemingly echo around this arena like Nero calling for more

No Snow Falling

No Snow Falling elegy

No snow falling tonight all is dark wet and dreich, Stars cant be seen all hidden by low lying cloud, Shepherds struggle market price for sheep is too low, children born in squalor no stables left, now turned to houses

The Unsung Song Of A Lanky Lass

The Unsung Song Of A Lanky Lass short poem

Like the chameleon which changes it’s color with the aura So was she, her beauty changed with her mood She was hurt by men And never wanted to love She hated love and then Never wanted to speak to men

A Cry To The People

A Cry To The People prose poem

The chains of unity bind us together. The cloak of conformity makes us one and the same. The mask of the emotionless shows us that we were made to wear the same face. They tell us that it is good

Bloom Again, Pretty Rose

Bloom Again, Pretty Rose long poem

The mindless monsters of darkness have bared their faces in naked daylight; With the poison of wasps in their bleeding lips, they have concealed their hate under the tattered skin of empty religion. These ravenous wolves have thumped through a

To My Muse

To My Muse short poem

You bloom in my heart like a beautiful rose in summer. You cherish my spirit and give me the sense of delight. Your innermost dreams and incredibly zany desires Are so fantastic and bright. Your radiant smile is wonderful, gorgeous,

Shall we dance

Shall we dance ballad

Hindsight of the past 3 years, Reveal the growth of a new face. The first instance of accidental “touch”- Perhaps Fate knocking on our doors. There onwards, The pages of my journal Were crusted with memoirs That stirred the soul.

For Crystal Lee Braddock

For Crystal Lee Braddock elegy

I never really liked you Like an orange thrown at a wall Impacting then falling straight to the floor So composed and cool I wanted to be you or build a shrine I’d let you sleep on my pillow to

Wake Up Little Soul

Wake Up Little Soul short poem

Wake up little soul and watch life go by, People coming, people going, Each day with a sigh! Wake up little soul and spread some cheer, Life is too short, To waste in tears. Wake up little soul and dare

Loving A Street

Loving A Street short poem

A lead goes nowhere, a ladder, a snake, bloody steps; a city mourns, while blackened walls of a house search its owner. Shadows of grainy straws move under the eyes. Scent of nails bites bronze silence. Sips of cold statements