Gender-sensitisation Poems

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Notions

Notions short poem

I thought you would walk behind, but you went ahead. I felt your place is at home, but you went to rule the world. I believed knowledge is my domain, but you invaded that terrain. I was conditioned to believe

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Unconditional Love, A Leaf From A Leaf

Unconditional Love, A Leaf From A Leaf short poem

Standing alone staring at the flowing stream Saw those many floating with a swing and a beam And then came this slender tender one Dancing in the jocund company of another one For a while I thought it stopped at

Love Is

Love Is prose poem

Love is super, love is supreme, love is an ever flowing captivating stream. Love is forgiving, love is so kind, love can be sweeter than the finest of wines. True love will stand the test of time. Love is Divine.

Runaway

Runaway short poem

How could it not be sickening When I see your countenance? The shadows, They’re hunting me; I’ve given my heart and my soul. Like a vulture, It just couldn’t satisfy them yet. How gallantly agonizing, To leave oneself in fear.

Dot

Dot sonnet poems

Dot maketh a man blind, beware of the outcome ’tis a drought, fandangle dingus maketh a relationship, acerbic as rum ’tis not an espousal, ’tis a fungus Humans , worshipers of everything Gods, demons or a fane find occurrences to

Heaven At Night

Heaven At Night short poem

Got my southwest ticket and im off to the moon. In search of the one that left earth to soon. They told me she’s gone but not where she went. So I tell them I’ll search till my energy’s spent.

Fooled Again

Fooled Again short poem

She passed me by throwing me the crumbs of a smile, no sign of the love she swore would last forever, some time ago we were kissing now we’re passing. I know what she feels like under jeans and anorak

A Naughty Beloved

A Naughty Beloved short poem

When I am dejected, frustrated and insane, I look a way out in a closed dark lane, And I don’t find a way out, I shout and cry, My friend is a foe; she is sleeping on sky, She has

One Vision Of Hell

One Vision Of Hell short poem

You wake up everyday refreshed, Every meal you have is from Le Cordon Bleu, Every day at the office is nothing but concord and smiles, Your spouse the most attractive, your house the best sized and equipped, and everyone you

Voices in my head

Voices in my head short poem

You know I hear a few voices in my head They call me by my name They want me dead I should feel ashamed they said But I didn’t listen to them I had you as a friend Hearing them

War Dreams

War Dreams prose poem

She builds booby traps from paper clips And ration cans while her GI lover Blows smoke rings But around here a confession constitutes A conviction even if your mouth is full of gold And yet she admits to nothing But

Driven By Fear

Driven By Fear long poem

Our lives are driven in a state of fear The voices downtrodden are so hard to hear The captain and crew are in it for themselves All others are pushed to the back of the shelf Captains of industry and

One Time Above A Little Shop

One Time Above A Little Shop short poem

One time above a little shop, An old greengrocer climbed on top, Despite himself he could not stop, The world had changed forever. The fruit of that old grocers loins, Became obsessed with notes and coins, She knew the club

Reminiscences

Reminiscences short poem

The sludge overtakes the sane euphoria.A barefoot caravan of cloud becomes edgy. The hills have gone green. The cascading falls tend to mount on the scattered stones. Suddenly I go berserk and start hitting the stars moon by moon, when

I shall explain everything

I shall explain everything long poem

You must be thinking, here are shoulders that can take all your tears and be surprised to find me on some days with tears, that fires can’t evaporate, leave alone the warmth of your embraces. you must be thinking, here

Ambushed

Ambushed short poem

To wean away a tigermoth from a bell jar for a journey of faith against ebony of illusion. The caterpillar has restrained the roof, of future accidents to coming of age. You do not know the speed of nakedness on

Tell Them About Bob

Tell Them About Bob prose poem

Tell all of his descendants, and all others who will listen Tell them that once upon a time there was a man named Bob,and that this man had a dear wife named Carol. Tell them that Bob was a lover

Keyheart

Keyheart short poem

You find yourself in a strange place wondering what happened the previous day You feel as though struck by a mace people come to ask if you’re okay You start telling lies to hide what you feel to prevent suspectable

Naughty Little Autistic Boy

Naughty Little Autistic Boy short poem

I didn’t mean it. I didn’t know that doing that was bad. I just wanted to know what would happen. But now everyone’s saying I’ve been naughty. I think Miss Berry’s going to tell me off. She’s going to call

Memorial Day Passing

Memorial Day Passing elegy

as tears pour down on earth turned new a holy man prays while generals praise the fallen, wasted on wars not civil on wars not holy while mad men gather planning more mad folly leaders don’t end followers falter while

Alone

Alone short poem

Sometimes when I’m sitting I just want to sit in the silence And absorb the tranquility. I want to close my eyes And be condensed in the attention. To be nowhere yet somewhere. I want to live in the absent

On Virtual Love

On Virtual Love short poem

Can someone fall in love without meeting Can someone fall for a person one has never seen Hands which were never touched Voice which was never heard Those beautiful love filled eyes which were never seen Yet it’s so true

Strength

Strength long poem

An instant explosion a title wave oh its burning up inside! What did you expect a pat on the back? Nothing is as it seems with masks parading every where no realness in this realm. Its all make believe nothing

Harmony

Harmony prose poem

We walked, twinkle-toed, through the night’s hush A ‘Sherlock Holmes’ deerstalker capping my skull And the red Che-star on your beret (left of centre); Hand in hand Finger looped to finger Palms sweating, Lips twinging from a freshly chiselled kiss

Feeling For You

Feeling For You short poem

You have stolen my heart and left me just alive, Without your company how can I love to live? Still, I feel you with me, even in wafting wind, But fail to understand why you treat me so unkind. My

Chains Of Slavery

Chains Of Slavery short poem

You hold me with your chains , Your chains are heavy they lock my brain , You and your invisible chains , But I alone determine my destiny , My destiny belongs to me , So don’t try to hold

Is This Grief (an Athiest’s Take On Life And Death)

Is This Grief (an Athiests Take On Life And Death) short poem

Now that my mother, father and siblings have passed. Yes passed, a dainty word saying, dead, gone, either up in the sky, or down in the ground. At last I have said the words, dead, died, death, leaving me bereft.

From This End

From This End long poem

You see me you look at me you ignore me you talk about me you whisper. You put me under observation, you test me, study me, tag me, test me again- name me unname me banish me strip me tired

Shifting Floors

Shifting Floors short poem

A hand without fingers draws a self-portrait. Faceless, only eyes glaring like bucketfull of burning coals. Was it not enough to call ‘wolf’. The pain scorches the compound where the blood of innocent flowed because somebody was burning woods. The

Can’t Stand Your Absence

Can’t Stand Your Absence short poem

I don’t want to feel your presence ‘Coz I can’t stand your absence You have been my dream You have been my beam I stand tall by your side ‘coz I knew you want me to. But you make me

Guilt

Guilt short poem

Guilt is a mermaid picking strawberries at a grocery shop You think you see it there But you are the only one And you are allergic to strawberries. Guilt is an armour you tragically fall into As soon as you

Last Flowers

Last Flowers short poem

A hero demands affection, the heat for a surrogate role of a saviour of oppressed. Deafness increases towards the integrity of a failed man. To become something after impotence with implicit metaphysical rags worn in chains of blind silence. It

Poetry

Poetry short poem

The flesh was putting up a brave dialogue. I was willing to play the game. Stunned, shocked, pleasantly sore basking in heat of silk throat, I asked the needles to go ahead and stitch the wounds without loss of blood.

That Day

That Day short poem

Stepping in with smile on your lips Hundreds already dreamed of a new relationship! One of them was surely she But didn’t have the courage to express her love plea Seriously, who would date a shy, silent, reticent! Though decent

Windows

Windows short poem

Sky wept when you hanged the young truth from a tree. A shadow falls on the hill for a savior. A winged flaw becomes a legend for the sake of a sword. A nameless letter betrays the will of a

Alone And Wretched

Alone And Wretched short poem

Alone in the sun sweats a sombre flower Neither e’er kissed by butterflies Nor ever praised to the skies Alone in the sky lies the moon so fair Among a thousand stars feels it shy Why is it the only

The Storm That Rocked Their Flock

The Storm That Rocked Their Flock prose poem

She was so naïve roving the boat across the stream The flow so smooth and even – life looked a dream Seldom failed to thank, keeping it tidy, her lovely boat So steady and strong, like soul mate they were

The Storm

The Storm prose poem

The Storm was fierce with deadly winds that pointed to a farmland, that once was filled with life, and love, a farmer’s precious homeland; but droughts had hit and done their deeds, and things began to die, and all the

Fighters At Large

Fighters At Large short poem

A nebula rises unfazed after fission: after a fractured debate, greed crouching on the wrinkled noses of rugged bouncers. In remote history someone was burning itself out. A black eye surges forward, sings an ode to championship. Ankles swell up.

A Departing Dawn

A Departing Dawn prose poem

It is the crimson dawn. I know him since stars traveled away and never came back; his voice is silence, his walk glee of birds, his taste the sigh of earth, his fingers a chill. Every day I watch him