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

Under The Shadows

Under The Shadows short poem

Looking around for a loop of light, a captive throws out his trove of litter and ask for a right to be killed. This was question hour of your conscience. Who would now act as on executioner? Anybody who has

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Meaningfulness Of Life

Meaningfulness Of Life prose poem

Meaningfulness of life is experienced by understanding the life around us A human being constantly remains heated up in the fire of struggles. that fire not only burns him but also melts him down heartiness and blaze are virtues of

The Shadow

The Shadow prose poem

I give you a shoulder to cry on, endless night talks, lamentations & worries, I have made your problems my burden, support both emotionally & physically, These four walls have seen it all, love, worry, regret & the thief of

If You Can

If You Can short poem

Come, I will take you through the ocean, if you can, just measure the depth of my love. Come, I will take you in the shower of rain, if you can, just measure my tears and pain. Come, I will

Fried Green Spinach

Fried Green Spinach prose poem

Walking in the bush, late in the afternoon: Spring winding trails Among Plantae et Animalia. An independent world —Sort of realm of alien species Welcomes your senses with a storm of small flies (genus Drosophila) Which playfully floods the air,

To Women

To Women short poem

Women are not inferior or superior to men, They are only different from them. They speak out and put up a fight, For what they know to be just and right. Women can cook, clean, earn and invent, Run a

Paranoia

Paranoia short poem

Waned and weary with only toil and trouble my limbs could only travel this journey tired. . In my head to in my mind -which coincidentally were not the same thing- thoughts seemed to expire from the zealous fear found

Velocity Of Life

Velocity Of Life short poem

Life is like bubbles being made in summer drizzling rain So, transitory in nature but full of pain broken chain In chainless chain all loss termed into gain Without destination, fast running train With intensity makes sane insane Bruises of

I Think About Lyrics

I Think About Lyrics short poem

I think about lyrics, as I hear them play Why are songs made and what do they say If songs were birds they would never fly songs are on earth and they dream about the sky Songs are shelter When

Clawing Night

Clawing Night short poem

The waves crash at your threshold. You had given me lot of tears: I was dying in me- in veiled existence. I want to hear me loudly; my secret coming, across the book in black box. The androgynous deity limping

Thunderstorm

Thunderstorm ode

A storm I think, it is coming through– thunderheads in a blind momentum overthrow the stillness, the cars skid and blare, the men skitter, clouds roar Long deep shadow covered life and love lightening flares down to earth kissing the

Broken

Broken short poem

Promises made, promises broken Lies that you told should never be spoken. The commitment, I see, was just for me so that you can live your life freely. You talk about trust, believing you too What comes out of your

Supernatural

Supernatural long poem

inside my brain lest I refrain lies a deep impulse to explode the notion of love that comes from heaven above I was given this gift as a child with pad and pen & a need to pretend hands, heart,

You’ve Got Class

Youve Got Class short poem

Oooh somewhat of a Charles Dickens Character, from your hat to your boots, Well I can tell you’re different than most People these days but hey that’s a good Thing, it’s got my goat if you know what I mean,

The Rain

The Rain short poem

Dancing lightning, hovering clouds with thunder sound, silver liquid drops of rain piercing on the ground. Summon the saga of romance to my heart’s core, and disseminate my longing for you like forest fire. Sweet smelling breeze floods through the

Green, Rainy Winter

Green, Rainy Winter short poem

Drops of rain dripping from the eaves making an infernal noise like broken drums banged stubbornly by a naughty child. The dreams fly like a flock of frightened birds, it remains just the cold biting the hand that holds a

The Eclipse

The Eclipse short poem

A dark night to pass by… Or is it a tunnel to eclipse my sky? Is it a pedantic whim … Or a lambent light exists at the brim? Confusion argues in my mind, Am I searching for divine? I

Cool …..cool…rain

Cool .....cool...rain short poem

Drop by drop the water falls down, Down on earth with a giggling sound. It makes the ground cool and soft, And nourishes the life on earth, The patter and dripping sound of rain, Brought joy and pleasure in me.

Doom, Impending

Doom, Impending short poem

Swing of the sundial and capricious collapse my soul left vexed at the precipice of night vacant stare from the dew of dawn damned my inexorable fate and despite! Insular folds they threatened to burst though stimulant swam in the

Mystical Garden

Mystical Garden prose poem

The piercing blue water cascades off the gleaming smooth rocks, descending into a pool of mystics. The dark amber trees soar high into the heavens, the ample leaves whisper sweet nothings in the air. The radiant flowers blanket the earth,

Feelings 2

A walk in the garden, Your warm hand in mine. The sound of silence Fills the air. Listen, can you hear it? A butterfly tiptoes across a rose petal, A breeze carries a baby’s cry, This is God talking to

Roses, The Beauty And The Blood

Roses, The Beauty And The Blood prose poem

Nearly four years ago, we sold our home where we had lived for nearly fifteens years. That was long enough to grow a nice garden of all kinds of flowers, including roses. Unfortunately, I was saddened that we could not

The Proposal

The Proposal short poem

The wind blows along the lake’s surface As I begin my descent, in search of a spot…. ..Let’s start from the beginning we’ll get back to that spot A Queen with Goddess and angel like ways Her voice soothes the

Bayou St. John Bug Bite Blues

Bayou St. John Bug Bite Blues short poem

Bold as bold and shimmering gold as the sunlight fights through humidity, stacking the layers of weather then dying black as holes, until you question whether they’re alive or just the blemishes of mis-laundering. A small constellation of flies rest

What Best You Can Do

What Best You Can Do prose poem

Up against her What best you can do Forget the last letter of her name To wonder how she would be an incomplete sigh; Double back thereafter, gently Rid yourself of the first letter … This will remind you Too

Love And Security

Love And Security short poem

If I should succeed in crossing all my T’s and become a person of renown and nobility If I should place all my ‘commas’ in all the right places, pausing where I should If I should stop at all the

Cosmic Peace

Cosmic Peace elegy

I have been wondering Ever since you left us, What were your thoughts That early morn? You were silent While you lay quietly on bed. For the past few months You had learned to Resign to your fate. Your wounds

Shadow Of Solitude

Shadow Of Solitude short poem

Raising the hands and touching the stars, Breaking the chains and coming out from bars. Fighting within all skirmishes and wars, Self innocence fluctuating within all jars. To be alone and full with communions, Always asks and warrants reunions. All

A Port In The Sea

A Port In The Sea long poem

My life started like a boat in search of other lands where there would be peace, love and hope And travel I did so much in search of a place where I would not be considered a stranger anymore So

The Photo Frame

The Photo Frame short poem

It was a photograph, as old as Their marriage, of both of them. His face radiating her fulsome bliss, Now eroded, tarnished and frayed At the edges, slowly, yet surely. Trying to tear him out of mind, She turned over

Destiny

Destiny short poem

My soul desires to get there, It won’t be by fate I think, To keep my ways clean, Yes I long to get there, Will you make it my better half? They say chosen few will make it there, I

By The Deep Blue Sea

By The Deep Blue Sea short poem

The sea is filled with water With high and low tides When we go near it We feel that we are in paradise. The warmth of the sand touching the feet The feel of the breeze with a welcoming greet

A False Person

False people will always try to exploit you when the odds are against you Dissimulating the blame with stupid excuses and lies too They constantly try to turn the situation around on you But fortunately what goes around comes around

Who Is She?

Who Is She? long poem

To those of you who do not know her I think I have a lot to say about her Her simplicity only makes me ponder That there can never be any other one like her To my excellent Cecilia The

Retribution

Retribution short poem

Take my soul and watch it burn. Thee shall not be afraid of the flames that surrounds the earth. I only seek revenge on those who my trust betrayed. A minute more not to waste. They shall run. I will

Dead Leaf Struggles With Blowing Wind

Dead Leaf Struggles With Blowing Wind short poem

A dead leaf on ground It fell off found itself weak All pass over yet no one cares But the wind which carries it Somewhere away may be Suitable to grow again To have the rebirth journey It struggles but

A Sad Dream

A Sad Dream short poem

My love I’m in a dreadful dream Drifting in an empty lie. Quickly loosing time As the seasons fly by I continue to tell my self that there is nothing wrong. As if the world never rained. I dream the

Love

Love short poem

Frees me Binds me Eludes me Finds me Makes me glad Makes me mad Makes me good Makes me bad Entices me Enraptures me Enthrals me Captures me Makes me fly Makes me sigh Makes me laugh Makes me cry