For Ex Poems

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To The Ex-muse

To The Ex muse short poem

Once, eyes did spoke for the inner being Then, gestures spoke and the grin, Her words filled our vacant spot Then, actions did what words could not. Hoped to stay like this forever and ever With you in me, me

To My Ex

To My Ex short poem

Darling, Languid-Tepid-Shallow, I thought I would be. One breakup and days later, I strongly disagreed. To cleanse myself off you, First I cursed you day and night. Proved the theory within a week, That out of sight is actually out

A Question For My Ex-best Friend

A Question For My Ex best Friend short poem

Differences do in fact come and go Only to find that time does slow Young, old, it does not matter Only for yourself do you live Unyielding for nothing, extremely trivial. Something is telling me, and I know Extra credit

Ex Nihilo Ad Infinitum

Ex Nihilo Ad Infinitum prose poem

He has half a mind to say nothing The other half won’t keep quiet Muttering to itself half listening Neither seems aware of the other But both handle the wheel with care Concentrating like a hawker hefting Objects to sell,

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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

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An Ode To “once Mine” Love

An Ode To once Mine Love short poem

We meet again , after a long five years I always wished never to see you Never ever, when I bid GoodBye Unfathomable was the depth of hurt You gifted me, when you rejected My unbridled love for you Each

Chaya ( A Lyrical Tribute To Loving Sister)

Chaya ( A Lyrical Tribute To Loving Sister) long poem

Born second amidst six siblings She was the quietest of all Her short stature was in no way deterrent to her extra ordinary skills She was the nightingale par excellence who could put the naughty kid to sleep, disturbed mind

IRONIC

IRONIC long poem

The last drop of hope was snatched from my heart, I don’t know how to accept that we are offically apart. The words I read, cut through me so cold, I dreaded to know the truth I knew would be

Facebook

Facebook short poem

Let me have a little look on my Facebook today, Let me just see what the world has to say, Let me take a minute to check my newsfeed, Then I wondered why, and I wondered why indeed. “I’m going

My Place

My Place short poem

The tree covered path had me but the light, Intrigued my senses so i pushed through the fright, Crackling branches above aging before falling through, Only one entrance, i’d prefer two. Tilting my head i seemingly entered another time.. i

My Stalker

My Stalker long poem

He threatens me he scares me He says he has my info He told me he’s a hacker But I denied that at first Then things got deeper He said he knows my name, My mom, my brother and my

The Change

The Change long poem

His eyes start to shimmer, as the morning dew arrives, Like the reflection in a mirror, His whole story written in his eyes, The glassy film he’s wearing, hides the truth behind his lies, For as he’s moving on through

…Heal My Wings Once Again

...Heal My Wings Once Again prose poem

…. Heal These Broken Wings Perhaps I was addicted to the lighter side, Smothered in darkness put whippings on my backside Somehow as an adult my heart became alive, It used to be asleep blind & only smiles I don’t

Overdoses

Overdoses long poem

If one day I’m caught waltzing to bed with drunken imaginings of the gates of Heaven, gilded in virtuous hues of golden rays, allow me to stumble over the reindeer slippers I purposely left out in the open. I’ll know

Doesn’t Mean I’ll Die Without You

Doesnt Mean Ill Die Without You short poem

Yes I said, I completely love you, And I said, I totally need you. If that’s what encouraged you, To leave me for the reason I never knew. All I can say is boy shame on you! I truly and

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

Only Thing You’ll Regret

Only Thing Youll Regret prose poem

One day you’ll only regret The people you never spoke with and met The places you never went And things you never did Then you’ll regret how much the fear controlled your actions What if, the constant question asked What

Wired

Wired prose poem

The cough syrup and amphetamine Don’t seem to mix, in nineteen-ninety Six, and I throw up in the Communal showers, from Impurities. The sight Of the silver fish helped. Tony, in room eight, no longer Around. Dragged his corpse From

Write As Rain

Write As Rain long poem

Breeze rippling sheer embroidered patches as sunlight streaming shadows prance across plastered walls… As precipitation mist cool Floridian rays beaming tin roofs. Winter temps once again; no show. pre-Black Power, post-slavery; steel railroad tracks line wooded villages alluring Negro Parramore

Write As Rain

Write As Rain short poem

Breeze rippling sheer embroidered patches as sunlight streaming shadows prance across plastered walls… As precipitation mist cool Floridian rays beaming tin roofs. Winter temps once again; no show. pre-Black Power, post-slavery; steel railroad tracks line wooded villages alluring Negro Parramore

Bubble

Bubble short poem

we were one when together whole complete eye gazing until the wee hours of the morning no sleep just happy hearts beating together longing to be with him ache in my heart living 10 minutes away but worlds apart both

Though A Democrat

Though A Democrat prose poem

Unblinking reflexive opinions lean indubitably, favorably and certifiably with minimal pandering soliciting uber voodoo yawping woos socially quintessentially obviously markedly consciousness brakes alignment defining mine political views loosely yet not strictly, jerry-rigged, hidebound Democratic fealty haltingly pledged ones and twos

After Hours

After Hours short poem

Lucid, abusive Tongue in cheek divine Stupid, elusive Lost soul of mine A snap of orchestral fingers to summon the suave illustrator Mohawk punks and minions to smash the limp masturbator Loveless, acquiesce Arpeggio flutter ripples Convalesce, Fancy dress Breasts

Me And Him

Me And Him elegy

My mind is flooded and his brain is blooded. schooled to just Google the truth about the youth and the proof about the loot. The crimes of the times but we were not schooled for the crimes of the heart.

Ms. Divorce

Ms. Divorce short poem

Ms. Divorce Saw You And Your Man, Walking Down The Street, Holding Each Other’s Hand. Ms. Divorce Don’t Like What She See, And She Tells Herself, “That Man Should Be With Me.” Ms. Divorce Is Lonely, So She Wants You

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Love Crime – The Humanity Prejudice(Encounter In Masquerade)

Love Crime   The Humanity Prejudice(Encounter In Masquerade) long poem

This is a delicate porcelain, but, she was broken… Love Crime— The Humanity Prejudice(Encounter In Masquerade) Split emotion, rupture thoughts, Tragic is melted in prejudice, Disguisers of Beast in human form, as cruel as ice, Mercy is tearing, mask is

God’s Brain Teasers

Gods Brain Teasers prose poem

Life going perfect for me No wish unfulfilled even those In my weirdest dream I could see The thoughts people always pose Suddenly Almighty plans A new weather just for a change Smiling smugly like the summer rain And I

Tree

Tree short poem

Trees are planted by the wise, Idiots examine a tree to be just a source of beauty, But an intelligent knows it’s price, Trees are not human who shout at their good, But are like gods who have importance in

Destroyed By Madness

Destroyed By Madness long poem

You’re inside a reality as dripped by Jackson Pollack everything guided, everything only seeming accidental. Straight lines eaten by curves and color as a sense of inevitability. Somehow it turns out as thousands of interlocking narratives, never a single start

Hard Nut To Crack

Hard Nut To Crack short poem

When just a little boy inured to bodily harm I stuck a bean inside my button nose which caused parental fright and alarm yielded putrid odor like weeks old black pearl jam stuck between toes Foul fumes a nauseating offal

Hill Top Evening

Hill Top Evening short poem

October evening besets on topping hill Dividing the cluster of hilly heads in twin shapes One in foggy spell another of lighting face with cloudy embrace. Behind the cloudy veil lies the snowy peaks Overlooking the hill church spire, old

Up The Hill

Up The Hill ballad

Up the hill In a valley Daffodils grew on the banks of Kashmir Pretty pink, white and yellow Dancing in the sunshine meadow Little Robin red breast Tweeting on the willow White clouds flirting With the little fellow Up the

Season Of Ochre Robe

Season Of Ochre Robe short poem

Autumn is our conscience. Vast expanse of blue sky nurses it, white clouds occasionally cover it up, cool air quickly cleans the blockade. Autumn is short lived. It wears peaceful colors. Monk like contemplation wraps it up by logic and

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!

Our Story Told

Our Story Told short poem

When did we become this? When did it change? When did “I love you” Start feeling so strange? When did “I’m sorry” Just turn into words? When did the feelings Just turn into hurt? How did this happen? I ask

Living On The Other Side Of The World

Living On The Other Side Of The World short poem

Have you met that little girl? That little girl who lives on the dark side of the world. That little girl who has not eaten for days. That little girl who doesn’t a have place to call home. I am

Disguise

Disguise short poem

Disguise In our age of awakening Believing in ghosts or devils has become foreign To the consciousness Astonished at the progress of technology Empty minds even can not become devil’s workshop Refused to become But sensitivity realizes that Devil has

For An Everlasting Love

For An Everlasting Love short poem

I fall. Into the deep blue I know, I know the ocean’s troughs won’t ever let me go. But my heart aches. as I rekindle your smallness my sweet beloved son my pure and gentle boy. But I am here

Experiments

Experiments short poem

Poaching on the brooding landscape you crashed while scaling the flame. A togetherness became a half-truth. How troubled I had been for basics. Then shifting loyalties for petty things you were holding up my soul, and I did not move

Featureless And White

Featureless And White short poem

This night of the long vigil has betrayed my soul. Columns of smoke arise from the landscape of shrines. There is no need now, to sing the praise of oblique wars. Truth has made a big dent in my heart.

I long for a Pauper’s Grave

I long for a Paupers Grave short poem

When I depart the realm of the terrestrial for the splendour of the celestial, do not bury my remains in the valley of the Kings, for robbers would move my bones in search of gold rings. I detest sharing the

Transitory Love

Transitory Love short poem

Transitory Love I will kiss your bruises to give you solace I will love you but like a real sincere lover I will take you on just from place to place I assure you you will be under love cover

New Valleys

New Valleys short poem

Where did dreams go why so careful all the time Just like love dreams demand recklessness They want you to shun your inhibitions Be the outlaw live like never before Perhaps break some wheels that have turned too long Why

The Y Chromosome

The Y Chromosome short poem

you may wait days for a woman to pass by who smells better than candy better than art and nature could cook up that’s a lot of days sniffing for an accidental woman just so you can be arrested and