Dissociation Poems

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Dissociation

Dissociation short poem

Feeding me heroic tales I call drunken fiction, he is still pouring zinfandel down my throat gawking at me the same way he does gazing into the mirror Inching forward with lingering fingers, he pleads. Indifferent, I acknowledge. It’s a

Dissociation

Dissociation ballad

Pots of gold. Rainbows. Lala lands and Elves. Twinkling stars and lightening strikes. Bridges that end in the middle of the river and smiling babies are In my dreams. No more hurts and no more pain. No more strikes from

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Silent Comfort.

Silent Comfort. short poem

Rain on my pane, Making a mirage of raindrops, You may drizzle, Come as a downpour, Or take me into a tempest. Touch me when lonely, Weave into my heart, Dripping with comfort, Soaking the soul, In your silent ways.

Ah, Those Roots

Ah, Those Roots short poem

Every homecoming is a nomad’s offerings for forgiveness, A silent prayer, An apology for neglecting the roots, that have borne him. Two lovely yet lonely souls, leaning on each other Still, on their own worlds, Slowly move around and do

Give God The Glory

Give God The Glory long poem

Hey check this folks ’cause this I need to say. You see ever since I can remember I’ve been having things my way. So maybe I’ve been blessed from the beginning because ever since I was a kid I’ve been

The Unfound

The Unfound ode

Worry not you by water bound Or disturb your sleeping state If words, simple nor profound Mark there your resting place For those who look upon this deep This vast, this treacherous, churning ground Who in the bone your memory

The Return

The Return short poem

Caught up in chores dreary beset with tedium mundane In a state devoid of passion caught in all trivialities inane Sapped of most evident ardor whilst trying to just sustain Endeavors notwithstanding but balance couldn’t maintain Removed from indulgences I

If I Was Gone

If I Was Gone long poem

“If I was gone” If I was gone what would you do? Would you miss me loving you? If I disappeared without a trace. Would tears start streaming down your face? Would you call my name into the dark? Would

Mourning

Mourning short poem

Weighed by the weight of emptiness lost in the loss of music withering rhythm plagued sunshine silenced voice feverish moonlight shivering chirp moaning rain crushed smell smokey eyes creaking breath coughing air wailing heart choked feeling burning soul join mourn

Burning Heart

Burning Heart short poem

My heart is burning as you walk away The sound of the heels that crush on my feels Walking down the dark alley out of my life It’s not the first nor the last time this has happened to me

A Fallen Leaf And A String Quartet

A Fallen Leaf And A String Quartet prose poem

I find something beautifully heartbreaking about the sound of a string quartet playing in a minor key. As the first bow glides across the strings my heart moves in ways unknown to me. I close my eyes and imagine I

We Are The Nothing

We Are The Nothing short poem

We are the others, the never wills, the nothingness of death. We are nothing, you are less; spineless, useless, worthless, blessed. Burn it to the ground and ground it down; I love falling apart in your arms. Everyone is going

Speleology

Speleology short poem

we get lost in caves with walls made of cotton . we explore each others formations thoroughly . and find love in the darkness of these walls every single night

Sea Change

Sea Change short poem

Can’t you see I’m drowning from your thirst buried in mud to my thighs every day another box arrives at the door the scent of cardboard makes me nauseous another knick-knack begets another floor to ceiling shelf populated by painted

Me, Me, Me

Me, Me, Me long poem

Why can’t we think about others before thinking about ourselves, why should it always be Me, Me, Me…it’s a crying shame people are too self-absorbed these days to care about anything else, now I’m not saying it’s that way with

Finally !

Finally ! short poem

Almost always you appeared to me, a geometry of addition and subtraction. Some nights I’ve missed you in dark corridors of my fears. Some nights you thrilled me with your silver shining tenderness. But because of cowardice I frequently fail

Silence

Silence short poem

Can I kill he asked the sun had just gone down evening promised cool breeze and a light shower to go along love was in the air and he had a gun in his hand Can I kill he asked

The Light within the Dark

The Light within the Dark short poem

Dense deep and dark… what does it mark? Think the eyes speak? What do they really seek? Quiet and calm, as if darkness is like a balm.. No shimmer, no shine… is everything fine?? Dark though it be.. Seek search

Aftertaste

Aftertaste short poem

That targeted sleep will not come at once in the tamed night. A shifted pain lifts the irretrievable word shamed at edge. The godwings weave the rhyme of flight for the wedding of death. You are born again in sleep

Signature

Signature short poem

Sky, draw my starry signature For a consenting wish to be alone To be alone, to be alone with my soul Till the Moon lately shown in all my enabling thoughts. Pleasant hours’ dimming glories Are weaving Earth’s new stories

Your Enemy

Your Enemy short poem

She smiles in your face so pretty,   But her intentions are dirty,   Because behind your back it’s another story,   And she talks out your business like it was history,   So stop telling her things about you

Flow River Verse, Over Sad Smiles…

Flow River Verse, Over Sad Smiles… prose poem

Let flow, the drops of love Over the meadows of John Donne’s verse Inside the crafts of Dewey’s penning And Milton’s insight On the ripple tranquility of Shelley’s words Bouncing of Browning’s beetles Shallow clattering of Shakespeare’s sonnets Through the

Make The Best Of Today

Make The Best Of Today short poem

Nobody knows what tomorrow will bring Could be sunshine, could be rain Could be pleasure, could be pain But you got to have faith over fear Even in your darkest hours and Drowning in your own tears, keep the Faith,

The Sill Of Heaven

The Sill Of Heaven short poem

Let me rest my chin upon the sill of Heaven Hoisted up by unseen shoulders from below Let me gaze at hidden glories for a short while Before I, into my busy day must go Let me breathe the sights

What Are We?

What Are We? prose poem

What are we? We are a bag of meat and water. Then why the consciousness. Consciousness is indeed a mystery. Does consciousness come from somewhere else and just inhabit our bodies? Where does it go after the meat and water

I Kid You Not

I Kid You Not short poem

My eyes tell always: ‘I shan’t! ‘ when people want the hunters’ hunt, yet, in their hunt I have been caught, I kid you not. At times I’m Arthur and Merlin, my thoughts as swords come out and in, Aye,

Dialogue With God

Dialogue With God short poem

With beseech had I asked You for the one, But listened You not The appeals of mine. When asked its reason You had said, “Why did you wish for The incompatible one.” Said I to Him, “Agree I ought not

Mischief Monger

Mischief Monger prose poem

He is a mischief monger But a close friend of mine That day he was working on my computer He pushed subtract button in a way That despite my utmost efforts It never came up And there was a series

Angels Of The Golden Charge

Angels Of The Golden Charge short poem

Icarus’ ashes Fight with the sun And only for a moment Magic ignites a frosty world Locked in time The first flake falls Caught in rays parting clouds The drying breath of the receding sun Held by frost By the

From My Journals ‘dreams’

From My Journals dreams short poem

There are many dreams kept in my heart, dreams that sway my soul; dreams of great fire burning, simmering ‘but no one stops to warm themselves long enough, strangers only see a wisp of smoke. I can almost unveil to

Love And Life

Love And Life short poem

I myself have experienced what they say a feeling that comes from your heart a feeling that doesn’t come everyday But if misused, becomes a poisonous dart. It’s not only about pleasure It’s not really a must The real treasure

The Garden

The Garden ode

I went to see my dad today, across his green garden strolled, Stone monuments graced my way, standing tall and covered in mould, Flowers in their vases began to sway, bare trees behind were shaking, I swallowed back the tears

All For Love!

All For Love! short poem

I put my love for you Into words, Words cleverly disguised To look as if mine, Every time I catch a new Emotion, I put it down, Write and rewrite Edit and re-edit, I have done all that, That is

My Simple Song

My Simple Song short poem

Beneath the blue sky on open lands I blow a reed a tune so simple yet very sweet With me hums the wind and each wisp of grass wafting puffs around me softly rustling leaves and swish of small weeds

Yeah! What About Life?

Yeah! What About Life? prose poem

Man is such a prisoner even when left alone to converse with his mind and heart. He claims to aspire for cordiality only to live up his distinctive contradictions. He goes through daily crusades with foreigners from himself who have

I Am The Youth Of Today

I Am The Youth Of Today short poem

I am the one, fulfilled with the passionate eyes, Thinking and planning hard to make my future bright. I am the one, who don’t care about my present and past And just think about my tomorrow’s task. I am two

Listening To The Sea – V

Listening To The Sea   V short poem

Am I the water or the Mud? How can your dusty eyes see me? Can you not wipe away the tears of longing? Free me from the memory of you Let the winds whisper your name I will still sail

I Love…

I Love... short poem

I love… Paris in the summer, Bombay in the rains Cotton candy clouds, trees drooping over river bends Rickety trains, Topsy-turvey roller coasters Mountain mists, seeing the ocean meet the sky Rainbows (even without the pot of gold), loud thunder

Milestone

Milestone long poem

Quixotic life brings wonderful thinking In such wee hour of foggy winter night Sitting on the spacious balcony with rural setting Feeling the favour of native care. With drowsy eyes. It is not uncommon in recent Thou has started to

Masterpiece Of Nature

Masterpiece Of Nature short poem

Women can hold up half the sky Thousand dreams rests in her eye Her heart is a fabric of emotions Where each thread is made up of love,joy and pure determination. Confidence and courage run through her veins, She is

Enigmatic

Enigmatic short poem

The secular love: you are contaminated between skin and prayer. Back from the odyssey finding a crop-circle in bridal chamber. Rival was an alien with a flat stomach thinking black. The thieving sperms had a glorious end, unentered in grass.