Dynasties Poems

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Mischievous Grief

Mischievous Grief short poem

The uttered words that drew so deep, The lines of grief that can not be retrieved, Claims and chants of prepetrating misdeeds, Disputed faith on the dynasties, Dynasties that survived the storms, Teaching thy man to be on their feet,

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Pink City

Pink City short poem

Burnt-out myths in the old city are stitching the lips of people. Pink walls smell like blood. Priest is dumb, hoisting the headless deity on throne. Marigolds are soaked in flowing tears. Innocent wheels riding against blast, stand still to

The Eyes Of Heaven

The Eyes Of Heaven prose poem

Every time has a beginning and the laws of the universe are binding that’s why your soul grows weary, the curse, if you are not law abiding, seeing things blurry and of course, staring into the distance during that divine

Borrowed Dreams

Borrowed Dreams long poem

I lost my imagination in the modern customs of today I went to sleep one evening, awoke to a place where I just can’t stay Guile and avarice, greed, immorality and deceptive practice Melted tight with corruption, self-indulgence a twisted-knotted

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Castles

Castles short poem

Towers float in the belly of the ocean tilting metronomic in the gentleness of a windless afternoon. No lights shine from the glassless windows and no bird settles ever on the glossy green roofs. The horizon never settles but exercises

Sand Witchd

Sand Witchd short poem

If I tell the truth I disturb her mind If I tell lie I lit her mind I am often Caught in between Truth and Lie I get disturbed if I hurt her I get more then disturbed If I

A Little Friend!

A Little Friend! short poem

Cute a little, a nice friend she is! Always a little chittery, a chattery she is! Gets a little bittery, a battery she is! Anyways a little tingly, a tangly her life is! So a little blingly, a bangly her

Impoverished

Impoverished short poem

You asked for an explanation for a flame. A bat flies in a passage of pain. A poem becomes an accuser. They were drowning the moon in a lake of blood. A poem sails like a kayak. The snow was

A thousand dreams

A thousand dreams short poem

A thousand dreams I have experienced and all were better than my reality Forty years I have lived on this planet and all I believe in is eternity Not for the body of course but for the soul that searches

Bucket List

Bucket List short poem

I seen it in a movie once, the person made a list, All the the things he wants to do and all the things he missed, It really got me thinking what my list would be, I wondered what hope

Epiphany

Epiphany short poem

why do we “fall in love” ? why can’t we land in love ? maybe because falling in love means you’ve stepped into a gaping abyss , and no matter how much you try to stop the the fall ,

Enchanted Moon

Enchanted Moon short poem

Splendor of the moon, Rising from the horizon, Makes me surrender, To its magnificence. The enchanted moonbeams, Entice the waves, Kissing the seashore, Form ripples in water. Tides of love swell the waves, The moonlight spreading across, Illusions of a

The Value Of Time

The Value Of Time short poem

I am not a rainbow for everyone but not even the rain for glorious sun I can’t stop the time for those who want it but they can understand its value from me a little bit time can’t be purchased

Essence of Life

Essence of Life short poem

(Every adversity, every failure, every heartache carries with it the seed on an equal or greater benefit. Napoleon Hill) For him the moments in life appeared to standstill, everything seemed happy and went according to his will. There was beauty

Nothing Has Changed

Nothing Has Changed short poem

Day of holding figure, To the day of touching their feet Not has changed Yesterday they taught us how to walk Today they taught us how to talk From the day of pampers To the day of manners From bringing

A Shadow You Are, Hidden

A Shadow You Are, Hidden short poem

You are my celestial lover; A shadow you are, hidden from the rays of the sun and the moon, of the stars and the lamps, of lanterns and lightning. Clad in the blanket of the nights formless you are; a

Out of my layer

Out of my layer short poem

The feelings of despair Around our air, everywhere. Calling out for help, Comes a time for rain… The silver lining shines, And things begin to rhyme! Those clouds of despair, That worry in the air, Those greys in the hair.

You

You short poem

Oh what I wouldn’t give to be loved by YOU oh what a dream come true ‘cuz YOU just got that certain something that fascinates me baby and pleasing YOU would only please me oh how I wish YOU would

Let it Rain!

Let it Rain! short poem

Let it rain, let it rain! O Mighty let it rain, For it gives no pain, The wonderful fire flies shine Above this huge brine Currents flowing like the blood in my veins But humans are not like rains Once

The Return Of H.p. Lovecraft

The Return Of H.p. Lovecraft short poem

oblong face like an opal grape crag of nose guarding coinpurse mouth how strange after a brief oblivion – eighty years in the grave leapt an exhalation of moribund mold – body produced as a conjurer’s trick shaken out of

Why?

Why? short poem

It was early spring, I wondered what it would bring. A celestial then came outta the blue, Left me with no clue, Trappin’ me in a succulent trance, Like the flushing meadows of France. Her smile made the moon look

Purity

Purity short poem

Purity withheld no longer when ultimately, the flame of innocence within me diminished the spark which once I possessed with great reverence from. Ages demanded ultimately for the purity I profaned; what would I pay back and forth for the

A Vintage Friend

A Vintage Friend prose poem

Forget me not, my vintage friend, though life in me takes flight. I’m with you now and always, though far and out of sight. Remember all the best of times and love that we both shared, and let those memories

Speramus Meliora

Speramus Meliora sonnet poems

Hope is a flower growing in the heart A tender thing that has its roots in stone Hope asks for nothing for its growth to start Except, perhaps, just to be left alone. That bud of hope does no one

If Ever In My Life

If Ever In My Life short poem

If ever In my Life I wish not to stay, Turn my back and just go away. Tell me will you hold my hand, and surely ask me there to stay? If ever in my Life I will be filled

Lilium

Lilium short poem

My last hour, my brightest day; My last walk with the living, in my coffin of regret. Ah, joyous Delirium; weep for me not, for once I loved my arrogance of life, my wine of alloyed memories; now spilled upon

What Conclusion Was Left?

What Conclusion Was Left? short poem

The seizure, volatile it was, the way to tell, for the things he did not want to say. You suffer silently. Coming to boiling point, for the starkness of the torture. The abridged wholeness was empty. Only howling remained. Can

The Changing Color Of Hydrangeas

The Changing Color Of Hydrangeas long poem

It happens every time when it rains in the backstreets you can feel through the rhythm of pending death the blood pulse in your ears an echo in a seashell your life staggering like a ballet dancer on a wire

Stella And Me

Stella And Me prose poem

Im in a bar, not just any bar, a magical place that takes me any place. A couple of stellas and I’m starting to think wouldn’t it be great to go to Australia and actually not think. The banter,the bollocks

The Perfect Shoe

The Perfect Shoe short poem

I slip my feet into my brand new shoe Feel its ground, its wall, its roof I feel edges hurting me from one side I take it off and check my size The size seems perfect, but the fit seems

The Lake Awaits

The Lake Awaits short poem

Lying in the lake, it awaits. Anyone can sit and drift on it, but none yet…yet it waits. The boat on the lake. livelihood for some, for some it’s fun the lake recalls seeing tons of them set in the

You, Yourself

You, Yourself short poem

There’s good and bad in everything I guess that’s just the way of this thing we call life but without pain and sorrow we wouldn’t learn anything, we need a little rain in our lives for our souls to grow

A poem lost

A poem lost short poem

Lost with the train of thought that slipped it’s track lost with the rest and gone without a trace lost in the abyss of a mind vibrant with thoughts lost in the labyrinth never again to be seen A poem

No Excuse

No Excuse prose poem

You can excuse a poisonous snake when it bites because it is afraid you might strike first You can excuse a thief if he has no other means to earn You can excuse a woman driven to prostitution because of

Goodbye Is Never The End

Goodbye Is Never The End short poem

In solemn realisation of the dearly departed, A cut etched deeply into our skin, Heart hastened the bleeding while mind is cluttered, Life moves on but where do we begin? Enduring moments to moments as days passed, The bleeding subsides

windows Of Innocence

windows Of Innocence short poem

“Innocence looks through a window of crystal clear glass, there is no reflection, just perfect vision of clarity….. For it is through the eyes of a child that truth is captured, no shadows of grey…just pure simplicity. A child’s soul

Less To Worry About

Less To Worry About short poem

the day seems to be a little brighter the old smile i can feel returning to my face. the sun is orange. and not darkened over by my lack of self worth. the caterpillars that were in my stomach, turned

His Life, an Empty File

His Life, an Empty File short poem

His Life’s journey was devoid of any story Empty pages were his Life’s File The few worthy incidence in his life too got erased in the floods of his tears A Breezy wind knocked away his short rosy married life

Nor Can Time Stale Thy Grace

Nor Can Time Stale Thy Grace long poem

Thou bare beauty’s bride of immortals Thou enrapt silence of mystery, who can’t tell thy flowery history And Fair Youth? And unstinted admiration thou bear, All profuse versifiers to thy truth begotten, They lie; of thy mystic gracious beauty, swear.