Hurricanes Poems

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A Letter To Hurricane Irma

A Letter To Hurricane Irma prose poem

Dear Irma I have great respect for you as well as all who preceded and who will follow you. I have refused to take any of you for granted even though I have never experienced your presence. Even though we

Poems containing references to : Hurricanes

A Nickname You’ll Like

A Nickname Youll Like prose poem

A smoking internet chat She finally signed something, “J” “oh J” I’ve been waiting for something to call you Lovely Oh J that captures the sense of anticipation I feel addressing you and I guess I don’t care right now

Mother-nature

Mother nature short poem

Cows eat grain and grass, Goats, sheep, deer too Eat greens and grass. All creatures eat As per their nature! Alas! Only people are Who go against nature! Whoever violates nature Will have to suffer? Who follows her Will always

On Poetry

On Poetry prose poem

(1) Poetry is holding eternity by its front curl, each time it passes through a transitory flicker. It is seeing all winters in just a refraction of a water drop. It is your face blushing whenever a firefly flames its

The Wind Can Dance

The Wind Can Dance prose poem

I know it’s easier to catch a breeze or two, once we have been around the bend We should take the time to watch the leaves among the trees every now and then We should take a moment to smell

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…..before I Can Spread My Wings!

.....before I Can Spread My Wings! short poem

“I long to flee from here and hide in a corner of your soul, as the one deserted by his brood in a land unknown; not a ray to light my path, not a shadow to comfort me! I long

Windows

Windows prose poem

(1) Tents are crowded by windows, but missing walls and a jasmine flower. (2) A window is a border between consciousness and sub-consciousness, between Ego and its annihilation. (3) A home without a window is a blind man with no

Dark Prison

Dark Prison short poem

unhinged i wake tying ribbon around the tree of amnesia, the butterfly startles, despairs the blue of humility, all i wanted was the silence of ceremony to greet the prosperity of death in valley of graves, the hungry hyenas appreciating

The Candle Burns

The Candle Burns short poem

Not a single word added today to my tinsel book. The brown eyes were searching my smile. You want to close the happening of first moon and the fig. My roses start a new dialect, waiting on the clouds, almost

Dot The I

Dot The I short poem

It is your birthday. I wish you well. In my humble soul you will always dwell. I dried my memories, I answered my ”why” With my silence I dot the i. What is a birthday? Joy or a tear? A

Lupercalia

Lupercalia short poem

Bubblegum balloons, mechanical clocks, counting frames with beads, letters on perfumed paper, furry toys for kittens, chocolate, Santa Claus, giraffe stamps, thistle ponchos, black pirate eyeglasses, stickers with phosphorescent hearts, terracotta ocarinas, rainbow lollipops… back then it was silence when

Futurity

Futurity short poem

The show is on. Sedition will play with death now. Deceitful black knives, white gloves. No hope, battle lines are drawn. The wasps are whirring at a furious speed stings ready to inject venom. Bronzed body, huge turbaned skull. Eyes

Bells For Eveline Pt. 1

Bells For Eveline Pt. 1 short poem

Eveline sits lonely by her window, Gazing out to see the day, Golden sunshine greets her woe, She wishes she didn’t have to stay, A gentle tear lands along her breast, Cascading from her emerald eyes, Like a bird departing

Tables Turned

Tables Turned long poem

You might be watching me, but I am watching you, You think that you’re listening but I am hearing you, You read my body language but I read yours loud and clear, You’re present in the room but your mind

Single Brown Woman On Fridays

Single Brown Woman On Fridays short poem

Shiny little lights on the ceiling reflect intermittently what’s within There’s no space for our bodies to gasp and that crude cry’s lost in the making. Shiny skin on my arms potent with sweat and charms of tonight we twirl

Story

Story short poem

Our final moment draws near As we leave all behind Ending our story For a new beginning Each day spent Was a day wasted Until it comes down To the final sayings The last moment Before we end our journey

To The Faceless Farmer

To The Faceless Farmer short poem

The hopes of a harvest seem distant, Beneath yonder scalding sun. Oh destinies are you penitent, For all that you have done. The money- lenders scream beyond the din, Of your crying starved children. Dreams in your eyes and a

The Autistic Land

The Autistic Land sonnet poems

I know you hear me, but you answer not. I beg and scream: ‘Please, look into my eyes! ‘. Yet, silently, you scratch unopened skies. I wish I’d know your every hidden thought. I try to hug you, but you

I Love You

I Love You short poem

I wonder what I can do To tell you how much I want you To let you know how important you are to me If I could dance for the empress And mingle with the beauty pageants Just to tell

Individual’s Inspiration Ignites It!

Individual’s Inspiration Ignites It! short poem

To tread over the moon, to Armstrong, had anyone taught? To scale Mt. Everest, had anyone led Tenzing, with hand caught? Did anyone pioneer Alexander the Great, to conquer the world? Can history stop his success stories being retold? Did

The Door In The Floor

The Door In The Floor long poem

Sometimes, I look for a door in the floor of my bedroom— even though there’s no such door—just because it’ll be such an awesome thing to have. Wouldn’t you want one? I’ll become the envy of all my (imaginary) friends.

Mountain City

Mountain City long poem

Well and this Mountain that overlooks the Sea has always been my sanctuary…I love the bright lights of the harbor and the sounds of the waves at night makes me think now that we are many, many miles apart well

Commentaries

Commentaries short poem

This was my book of pain with no ending. Life had two meanings- Anticipation of today, and fear of tomorrow. Time was running out like sand from fists, mists were rising, commentaries on setting sun had begun. Mind was calculating,

Descending

Descending short poem

I make ready myself for an insult and chest pain, keeping unshorn hair like nettles on contours, to take unknown turns for restoring the clouds on moon-blue hills, spreading the water colors on trees; someone inside the shrine was making

Recovery

Recovery prose poem

The hardest steps are those taken alone lost and hopeless searching for home looking for the one place you belong, someone who’s heart sings the same song, forgetting ourselves along the way, searching for more, we were lead astray, vision

Save Us

Save Us short poem

Save Us!!! What Immortal hand or eye, Could have created the wonder oh my!! Amidst the dark and dingy sly, Killed, bruised and left to die! it hurts to see when the numbers dwindle, our hearts wither in pain and

He Who Learns Must Suffer

He Who Learns Must Suffer short poem

Strange thoughts give words a pain. A mountain unfolds a tunnel.He who carries a vase of ashes must enter the gate to plot a path for history.Ideas have turned into stones. A violence erupts in long winter night. Nobody understands

Childhood!

Childhood! short poem

This side that side up and down every side is pain i just wanna live live once again! That phase of life when happiness was untrained and no smile was so fake i wanna be a kid a kid once

Be Warned

Be Warned short poem

Lash after Lash you strike again you come back to give yet another lash, like it’s for you, the sparkle in your eye, the glare on your face is not because of your new found love! Oh no it’s because

The Truth

The Truth long poem

How do I face the truth I know. You just sit here and act like I don’t. I know all the lies, hidden deep within those eyes. A future as uncertain as the river runs. A handful of pain still

Semantic Hide n’ Seek

Semantic Hide n Seek short poem

Granted that I say, What I always needed to; That the words on which I play, Might not seem like a game to you. That the lyrics my brain And tongue spit out Should not come to strain, And I

Dream

Dream short poem

What I cannot do in real, I can do that in my dream … All my thoughts fill with life All my thoughts flow like a stream… My fears decease I can do anything in my dream I can talk

Life – A Drama

Life   A Drama short poem

I was send to the ‘Cradle’ of earth To perform the ‘Drama’ of life The set was ready, co-actors too. I felt easy to play my role As my character had hardly anything to do Years flew by; I too

I Saw A Child

I Saw A Child short poem

When I was riding back With my father for a walk I saw a child with a sack Picking the rag without a single tag When I set out for play I saw a orphan looking deeply At a couple’s

The Dreams

The Dreams short poem

Stories comes and go Some fascinating some horrific Shows new journey in new ways Shows new goals to be achieved Achievements to be accomplished Steps towards goal Land of happiness where no went ever Have seen the view But no

Life Is Good

Life Is Good short poem

Life is good Sure there where bad times But still my soul shines And maybe some were cruel But I always remained loyal Even sometimes some fooled me Yet every time I broke free There were even times I gave

Let Me

Let Me short poem

I know your pain, I know your anguish, I know your agony, If you just let me, I’ll ease your burden! I know you hurt, I know you’ve been forgotten, I know you’ve been unloved, If you just open your

In Life’s Battlefield

In Lifes Battlefield short poem

The sun is now hiding its light And hope is fading in the darkness of the night Tears fell from your weary eyes Holding back the hardships in your heart I can tell it with your sigh. Teardrops glitter in

Stepping Into Old Age

Stepping Into Old Age long poem

I thought Life is a fantasy having a lot of positivity I spent childhood happily and merrily I cherished Teenage which was full of excitement and entertainment I entered adulthood with dreams and challenges I experienced Middle age as most

Darkness

Darkness short poem

Sitting in this beautiful dark night , Framing the tale of life. When time runs out and heart needs to say so much more, And you are left with a raw nagging sore. Then reach for your paper and pen,