Executioner Poems

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The Night He Died

The Night He Died elegy

You can try to break him Seize him for surviving Bend him backward over and over Deny him the satisfaction to speak Play him around like a ball Place him on the back sit of your cruiser But still like

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A Poem, Dedicated To Saoirse Ronan

A Poem, Dedicated To Saoirse Ronan long poem

Since I have seen you, I have been infected With tormented love to you, and I have been Tortured by mysterious executioner. He is invisible, only felt. At every evening, Before sleep, he whips a dagger into my heart, And

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New Generation

New Generation short poem

One’s existence was threatened by the overseeing iguana like crested disguise. Repressive, explosive eyes. You are trapped in words beneath bewitching smile. The ‘V’ sign for violence becomes more obvious. That hits you in face. The eastern wind is blowing.

Adjudicate

Adjudicate short poem

Who is wrong Who is Wrong I say Is it me because I went the wrong way? You are yelling you are screaming I’m listening but I’m not hearing I can’t, I can’t, you’re too loud, my ear is ringing

Dealing With Less In A Dying Town

Dealing With Less In A Dying Town long poem

An old boar squirrel has made a home in the tall skinny house across the street. he must think himself lucky to have the space. I watch him build his treasury on the jade kitchen linoleum dark nuts arranged like

The Warrior

The Warrior prose poem

I am a warrior, fighting the battles of life’s challenges, tripping over the cracks on the sidewalks, drinking cold coffee, listening to sad songs, working on taxes, calling in borderline sick, and driving the combative zone of rush-hour traffic, what

Locked

Locked short poem

Bird with colorful freedom Slumbers in a golden cage With clipped wings And away from the ostentious world The free cadaverous bird Lured away from self discovery Will surely fall into An unfathomable pit of failure The floundering bird Struck

Raging Moon

Raging Moon short poem

Homecoming under the moon devoid of pain. When did the clock turned back? You are becoming a child. My journey opens in a dark wound. A promise to walk blindfolded, when only the footfalls are audible. The distance between the

Wife

Wife sonnet poems

sailing along these cumbersome waves with scorching rays upon our heads paddling against the winds of time so i will sing as bell the chime riding towards our yon of passion poesy to the cliffs and peaks of infinite glory

The Lone Survivor

The Lone Survivor sonnet poems

The sound of bugles dins louder at last, The cavalry must be approaching near, Thank God that here, no more did cannons blast, When seen from yonder banks as smoke would clear; And not a stir from all the dead

A Friend In Pain

A Friend In Pain short poem

I don’t want to lie and say that i can feel or know your pain. Or tell you that there’s a rainbow… after a painful heavy rain. But i can say that many times.. I to thought of my demise.

Why Did God Make Many Men?

Why Did God Make Many Men? short poem

Why did God make many men? I ask people when They question ” You are not him Bringing brightness in the dim. ” I protest and say, “I will walk a new way. ” “A NEW WAY”, they retort “Will

Wo(men Insecurity)

Wo(men Insecurity) short poem

When I walk out in broad daylight, I am immediately handed with “Stand up and fight” brochures, persuaded to download the Vithyou app, begged to join self defense classes to combat the raging thirst, of uninhibited audacious beasts. I am

Under Your Spell

Under Your Spell prose poem

The closer I get to you the further you push me away what did I ever do but love you but deep down inside I know you’d kill for me ‘cuz you swore on a solstice night I was the

Saline

Saline short poem

Crestfallen tears mixed with the salty brine of the expansive ocean. Time seemed to pause, as if for one brief fleeting second. He took a plunge into the icy deep. Happily submerging himself in the inviting energizing enrapturing emerald liquid.

Dance Of Ghosts

Dance Of Ghosts long poem

Ghosts dance dark in hallowed places, see them wear familiar faces? With their art my calmness chases and I can quit them not at all. Whirling to some music haunted, dancing while my mind is taunted I bolster but they

Window

Window short poem

A way to the outer world from inside Is the window – an agent certified; Gloomy, depressed, woeful world Is made happy with a small riptide Which comes to the sight of bide Who live in and try to bestride

Don’t Want To Race

Dont Want To Race short poem

I feel so lost today amidst the people I know should I give up now or should I strive to grow? Again caught I am in this never ending dilemma put my papers today or concede to the official dogma

Pretty Creature

Pretty Creature short poem

Pretty soul with mysterious memories A treasure to discover through the troubles A deep ocean to swim and dive Spreading fast virus to never ending love The cause of heartache and hypertension Unsolved case without understandable emotions Romantic creature with

Just Fly High In The Sky

Just Fly High In The Sky long poem

Let us fly , fly like a dove , In the sky , sky of love , Hand in hand , With no aim to land , Until our soul gets free from this cage of sand . Let us

Fireflies

Fireflies short poem

A pagan will search for antiparticles after a collective wrong: some tantric will throw up the smoke rings before the paean starts. Come, stand beside me, sadness is going to find me again on the oak tree. A hairy spirit

Jealousy

Jealousy sonnet poems

Shackled monster that lurks in every heart, Of such ferocious guile yet ever found, To smile the pain, deftly playing its part, So docile and courtly until unbound. With eyes, so green, and spiteful as it goes, Deceitful of mien,

Loving People

Loving People prose poem

It must have been at least five years ago that I saw him for the first time I must admit, his looks and the way he dressed, were not the inviting kind He was quiet, presented no threat to anyone;

Ode To A Friendzone

Ode To A Friendzone ode

The storm has settled, the rush is dead. After everything that could have been, Flows pain, bloodred. Emptiness rises, The tree shakes no more, whirling tears, beaten down without a sore. The foundation burns, as the heart laid bare. What

Love Sonnet 45

Love Sonnet 45 sonnet poems

I fall asleep with thoughts of you in mind, And think the same, the moment I awake, Each day turns out like past made to rewind, And every night, the same wish would I make; I pray respite from such

Thought On Thought

Thought On Thought short poem

Do you object to sexual encounters in the clan to save a semi-god from extinction? A political consideration? For you becoming an otherself for future generation? I will not return to the cave for a bell jar of bones in

Labyrinth

Labyrinth prose poem

In the embrace of our pink tongues Lie our unspoken words, Feel the warmth of our breath, Taste the thick saliva of our love, Oozing out from the buds. The pollen grains of our thick eye lashes meet And dreams

Once Upon

Once Upon short poem

Robbing the silence of heights to undo the whole sky, you lean on an enigma to become reverential, elevated by an absurd system; I was still pursuing fidelity in the rubble of meaningless life; not faith, but the certain urge

Autumn’s Red Hair

Autumns Red Hair short poem

My name has been written in a piece of letter, waiting for me to come for a warm conversation. I was lost… I was swimming into the imagination of the melancholy. Leaves were embraced in the street. It was autumn.

Emotional Tat

Emotional Tat prose poem

I have kept in my heart I have revealed within my conscience The things I wish I had known Before I came to know you. They told me everything I needed to know To keep me falling in love with

A Fleeting Love

A Fleeting Love short poem

Few years since I’ve known you, Never a chance to meet or hang Last night was unplanned but amazing I wonder why did it take so long We hesitated, but we were sure This is what we both wanted But

Problems

Problems short poem

Problems Belong to A huge, Closely-knit Family! When Problems come, They come With all their Relatives And distant relatives In tow! So, If you are Inviting problems, Be prepared for A huge guest list And a long stay!

Loyalty

Loyalty short poem

I think your heartbeats are more loyal than you, because when I hugged you, last night, they already warned me that you will be leaving me today, thus see, I’m not hurt Or simply I have no more tears to

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

My World

My World short poem

The path I once tread, seems parched, My favorite trees look bare, bereft of dense skin, The flowers on the trees, now just a colorless papery illusion, And the sky a blazing ugly yellow screen. What happened to my world,

Golden Opportunity For Unity

Golden Opportunity For Unity ballad

Almighty! Almighty! Grant us each other’s love Grant us Unity Almighty! Almighty! We are you, you are we One commUNITY Almighty! Make me an instrument Of your will Almighty! ‘Til my prayers for peace Are fulfilled Precious Yahweh! To the

” She ”

She  prose poem

She is a truly beauteous being With a sweet countenance and noble spirit Calm and composed and ever so genial Doling out her love to all so freely . When she is around you feel so safe Comforted , fearless

Regrets

Regrets short poem

one time i was waiting at the airport to be called: destination was united states, i saw my moms tears miles away but i couldn’t help my self to try and look away i had to pick either leave or

Fancy Fine

Fancy Fine short poem

The Beloved is simply vivacious now discarded shyness And I find difficult to deal with her acts with no guess I fear then when congenial is our love relation Idea occurs which perturbs me and that is one With music

Breaking The Double Yoke

Breaking The Double Yoke long poem

For ages Saddled with Domestic chores Confined indoors With a traditional muzzle Devoid of a voice With fellow housewives We were sweltering Under the class And gender yoke Seen weak though We were strong as a rock. Things taking A