Encompass Poems

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Listening To The Sea – IV

Listening To The Sea   IV prose poem

Listening to the Sea – Series of poems Blushing the tides around the boat Living and Non Living both I encompass Some bathe within me and some live within me I spread myself so vast to see the horizons of

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Some things

Some things short poem

There are so many things that happen, Some things are too subtle And some too apparent. Some, however insignificant, bring immense joy And some, no matter how big, make us cry Small gestures Simple words And great pleasures Silences that

I Wanna Meet You Again

I Wanna Meet You Again short poem

I never knew who you were? A princess , queen or an angel from heaven I dont know from where you come and where you go? But I wanna meet you again The misty benches of memories Do encompass the

Bye?

Bye? short poem

do you think 10 years from now you will remember me ? my voice ? the feel of my hand in your hand ? have you forgotten all of that already ? im leaving your life for now thank you

Marginality

Marginality prose poem

Marginality// By: Fareed Ghanem **** (1) When eyes rain on beautiful steps along a novel’s paths, while you stay out of the text, know that you are put in the margins; when you boil like sleepless volcano, just to furnish

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Unjointed

Unjointed short poem

Watching the externalism I was playing a squid in deep waters to save the raging sears of life. Was it a soft intellect to believe in goodness, when rains had ceased to come and seeds were covered with mildew? The

Priority In Life

Priority In Life short poem

Aspires every one for prosperity Some slog to achieve it on priority Some dreams to get it on charity One giving priority will forego life’s beauty One taking it easy will enjoy life’s serenity The successful one will die as

Last Bus To Lagos

Last Bus To Lagos long poem

Crashing lives Flashing lights Living rights Leaving by night I am coming straight from the pages like your favorite author I am coming alive a sculpture from the hands of your favorite sculptor People asking for things that are impossible

A Tribute To And In Memory Of Mr Lee Kuan Yew

A Tribute To And In Memory Of Mr Lee Kuan Yew short poem

(A Tribute to and in Memory of Mr. Lee Kuan Yew 1923 – 2015 First Prime Minister of the Republic of Singapore 1965 – 1990) I will not weep for you, Foster Father Lee Kuan Yew! For all fathers must

Home

Home short poem

Running out of life are you what do you see out of the broken window panes a train to nowhere moon hiding behind the trees or your own shadow leaving you there is no truth in the lie all are

My Name Is Joe

My Name Is Joe prose poem

Hello my name is Joe, I’m from planet Earth. I opened my eyes one day and found myself there. Where I was before I do not know. They taught me stuff, made me go to school. To keep alive I

Timeless Love

Timeless Love short poem

As long as I am alive And breathe life Wake up from slumber I value timeless love. None really understand Nor it is same for all Love is an individual experience Filtered by expectations. An invariability of sorts As much

Just Maybe

Just Maybe short poem

Just maybe someday, I could walk the earth, happily with no more despair, with my luggage, roaming the unknown, meeting strangers at stopping points, then we’ll talk about stars and life, and the A.M doesn’t halt us. Just maybe someday,

Little Lives in Between Little Deaths

Little Lives in Between Little Deaths short poem

Little lives are what we put away In closets at night; mementos of the day Cry out, ‘Live us or hie us away!’ Do you not know? Stars and moon sigh In the wind, ‘Unbind us, too soon we die!

Auburn Dawn

Auburn Dawn short poem

I believe, I had not arrived when you were arbitrating between naked steel and the truth. Violence were you. I was watching the burning pyres in a row. Small hands were collecting the ashes, casting glances on the falcons. Why

Lying Eye Sea

Lying Eye Sea short poem

I’m lost in your eyes Like a ship lost at sea Your lips must be a compass Because they’re guiding me To the treasure Better than gold I wonder how this will unfold I wonder how you will unfold To

The Endangered Teen Girl

The Endangered Teen Girl short poem

She has blossomed like a flower. Her smiles her blush tell that she is fresh and young. She walks like a bird that had just learned how to fly, Ignorant of the predators, around her. She smiles with one and

A Soldier’s Message

A Soldiers Message elegy

Don’t cry for me… I’ve met my destiny And found solace in the soil that covers me. Look beyond my grave Gather the stones, guns, bullets and grenades Build them into wheels For windmills, bicycles and trains. Look into children’s

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

Nirbhaya

Nirbhaya short poem

From the dark abode To the glimpses of light With fearlessness, she comes As Nirbhaya…behind her name. Fearless gains relentless power From her silent lips Neither an object nor a thing Live and survive for own self The power of

Eight Years Old

Eight Years Old short poem

Eight years old, Growing up so bold. Thoughts of getting older Now regrets of the past Years go by so fast I wish I could’ve made it last Now 19, working like a machine, on a one man team in

I Can’t Forget

I Cant Forget short poem

I can’t forget those long walks Across the roaring sea I can’t forget those pancakes That you specially made for me I can’t forget those cold nights We went through while star gazing I can’t forget those moments We had..they

Here I’m An Alien

Here Im An Alien short poem

The box clatters with every sway of the automobile, My tummy feels like metals crushing together, freezing my teeth, The glasses shaking nonstop, feels like hell, Everywhere we step is a death trap, dodging several holes, The chauffeur, all red

When Will You Say…

When Will You Say... short poem

Standing by my window, I subconsciously watch the sky, for hours. Thinking about you, I fantasize more and more, with no cowers. I recollect, almost all the talks shared, till now. Your smiling face, your sweet voice always in my

Dave

Dave short poem

Will you celebrate in heaven? Have all your birthdays been and gone? Are you 35 forever? Acting like you’re twenty one! Will Granny give you apples? And Taid build you fort? Will you have a pint with Gavin? Dutch beer,

Living By The Dream

Living By The Dream short poem

We lived by a dream of being together; However, that remained just a dream of one another. I am not sure, why this happened? But I am sure that He will not make his child cry for long, He is

Life Cycle

Life Cycle prose poem

Life, the very essence of our being. It is inevitable that we all must walk this journey. What we forget is that we are not on this journey alone. Even the nature surrounding us has its own life cycle. Our

Where’s That First Love Sparkle In Your Face?

Where’s That First Love Sparkle In Your Face? long poem

A new day is down in the horizon and the radiant of the sun breaks through the cloudy overcast of the shadows of the night and the spell of a rainy bout The flowers break forth into a blossom scarlet

Normalcy

Normalcy prose poem

What is normal? We live in a world where everything seems normal. It’s normal to have two eyes and one head. It’s normal to live on a ball floating in a limitless void. It’s normal to have two sexes for

The Prussian Blue Kite

The Prussian Blue Kite ballad

A perfect breeze and a crystal blue sky, Speckled with colors of kites flying high. A little beyond, the rainbow smears its color On the Prussian Blue Kite that glides in valor. The crowd beneath rejoice and cheer, As his

Democracy

Democracy short poem

To slice a hope in stark terror he thought to bid holy goodbye to destiny, and let himself go in the shadow of weeping deads. The orange moon looked mutilated. Quietly stood a suicide bomber, ready to get killed for

Work-out Or Run-out

Work out Or Run out short poem

No snacking on French Fries , but work for healthy weight and size. Get cracking on your workout , and stretch before you run out . A jog might sound like suicide when you’re as big as me. Take heart!

When I was young

When I was young prose poem

When I was young, I thought I knew so much about so much, about this and that, and him and her, and they and them, and such and such. When I was young, I knew where I wanted to go,

Draw Close Together

Draw Close Together short poem

Draw close together despite all that’s wrong Draw close together sing Jesus a song Draw close together be united in love Connected together by our Father above When we draw close together the enemy flees That is how father planned

Poem-poet

Poem poet short poem

I was determined to churn out a poetry at any cost I scramble for ideas at no cost Topics in abundance do flash in random but they all appear to be in tandem My brain gets overloaded with thoughtless thoughts

Clowns

Clowns short poem

Why do the clowns Have to die? They take their lives, Please tell me why. His world is always happy, He is not like you and I. A clown is always funny, He never gets to cry. He hides in

Milkweed

Milkweed short poem

Mundane indulgence for a prlonged state of agony in truth of fake lies and synthetic tears, bloated rendition of angels; the hate crawls out from the ruins of time. I crave for the musical instruments left in the room. The

Fearful Wife

Fearful Wife short poem

Many days have gone by, And in loneliness I lie. On my bed, couch, or floor; I always find I yearn for more. The return of my husband who, Has been gone with work to do. A military man is

Never loved

Never loved short poem

She feels like Chandramukhi a woman who never was loved but only used by many to realise their dreams May be that was her fate to be a rung of a ladder to the unknown passersby coming to quench their

What Do I See

What Do I See short poem

I went into the jungle And what did I see? Bodies of soldiers, ours and theirs. I looked from the jungle And what did I see? Families of soldiers, ours and theirs. Standing at an airport Mom and dad waiting,