Inquisitiveness Poems

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Dad Could Imagine His Unfulfilled Dreams

Dad Could Imagine His Unfulfilled Dreams prose poem

Hello my baby doll You will always be An amazing bestowal of god for your loving Dad that was born with an astounding will emblazoned in your black eyes were an undreamt-of and incredible waves of inquisitiveness and all the

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Nature’s Masterpiece: The Child

Natures Masterpiece: The Child long poem

The Child… Nature’s complex and fascinating bundle of joy…. begins his exploratory itinerary of Life in the big world, outside the shelter … of his mother’s arms… recording the inexhaustible personality of Nature around him!! Looking around …he sees Nature,

Boyce Brandon Harris ™

Boyce Brandon Harris ™ elegy

April 9th 1929, my father gasped his first breath of air Head populated with black curly locks No pediatrician at his home birth, when he uttered that initial blare Nor preschool instructors extant to teach him building blocks Inherent in

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Forgotten

Forgotten short poem

Old and lonely at life’s end Taking life as it comes many sunrise dry the dew that soaked the clothes many sunset I have seen Barren lands are now towns right before my eyes roads have sprung where vegetation thrive

Parallel Universe

Parallel Universe short poem

One night, one day Two different kisses One Sun, one sky Two galaxies No door from one to another No pathway through space Yet, in a daze I travel, From one to the other In this twin exit maze Days

Lilacs, For You Mom

Lilacs, For You Mom short poem

The smell of lilacs in the air Reminds me of you, mom And the way you took my palm And said you would never leave me…. Then on that frightful morning so many years ago When you were taken from

The Hustler

The Hustler short poem

yesterday we used to pray today you say it ought not be that way I was born in the gutter my mother was a whore she sold her junk in the trunk in back of the liquor store I was

Conflict With God

Conflict With God short poem

I may not be aware of what Life has taught me but one thing is sure God teaches me every moment I live I curse the almighty for all the injustice he has done to me But I do go

Everybody has a story

Everybody has a story short poem

Everybody has a story, ’tis writ in every face the lines etched, deep as the wrinkles of age.. . Everybody has a story, be it early or late, a life being lived has a tale to relate.. . Everybody has

Destiny

Destiny long poem

Well I remember I was such a shy guy when you came into my life but I swore to myself I’d never fall in love with you but you kept at me calling me day and night wondering if I

And Now, A Word From Our Sponsor

And Now, A Word From Our Sponsor long poem

I blame myself I could blame others but I’m always around I’m the boss I live and I’ll die here when folks say, he was always here so they built the place around him, I’m the one they mean I’m

Clean India

Clean India short poem

We the people, we the youth, we the creatures, these all are universal truth. We the destroyers will remain mute as we will not get any ripe fruit. We the masters, we the blasters, we can stop many disasters. We

Willow Tree

Willow Tree short poem

The years in front are Now shorter than the Ones behind. I lay awake At night, wondering how It will end. It will be sudden, Or not sudden, obviously. A long decline into madness? That’ll do me. Loss of hair,

Touch

Touch short poem

I knew, you will come tonight, the nature’s fury , sand storm, dusty wind….. you came with rain, touched my hand like a queen… In my two eyes, moist clouds filled with rain…… tears and tears, rolling down…… you touched

The Last Look

The Last Look short poem

Humanity, oh humanity, you lay dead before us Growing us numb with the terror of silence. Staggering we go towards your grave Burying you in earth that will never let you rot Like the decay of the mind that took

Delicate Hands

Delicate Hands prose poem

My dear fragile soul do not walk with the bewildered crowd to feel like you have returned home again,take a little time to see that the insane ones are the ones who are really sane. Delicate lips do not roll

The Remainder

The Remainder short poem

His soft smile a spike testing the blind ledge of her as-yet unlined forehead. she saw it in every stranger’s face even in the reflection of her wide brown eyes as they considered the amber lens at the bottom of

Challenges In Life

Challenges In Life short poem

Life is not all about being happy happiness turns stale without bitterness Too much of sweet or too much of spice makes it terrible to eat When one takes , in stride, both sweet and bitter in proportion one realises

Sharing The Pain

Sharing The Pain short poem

Feel happy on some ones smile Share some ones agony and pain Be concerned about some ones welfare then your Life is worth the Living You never mind If I am broke You Mind my heart which is so very

Her Husband

Her Husband short poem

Mysterious is he, the person Even with his body temperature soaring and his whole body shivering and his head revolving he hasn’t stopped showering the soothing romantic wording to his dream girl-cum-wife , par enchanting all the while heaping the

Transmigrated Monkey-man

Transmigrated Monkey man short poem

World and Time, you monkeyed Me into a decrepit and cold-moneyed Ape – How, transmigrated old babe, I grow distantly hard as a nail And thereby hangs the tail-end of my tale: Fate – Hangs me upon a use-by date;

Heart’s A Dog

Hearts A Dog short poem

This heart’s a dog Beats for everyone who is false Always broken Remains stolen Sometimes sweeter when stolen It might grow holes Blood might start to pour It might not be ever whole Might never get out of the fog

Need Or Want

Need Or Want long poem

Need or want Want or need What is it that you are to me? Do I want you like a cool gadget? Or do I need you like air? What is the difference anyway? Does a child want a cookie?

The voice of hope

The voice of hope short poem

He slept and dreamt of her again Her sweet encouraging voice But whose was it, so familiar? Her words always gave him hope A reason to live as if he was destined to do something great. Soon his life became

A Jail Called Zoo

A Jail Called Zoo ballad

THE ZOO is not the best place to visit with friends To see poor animals kept in captivity for no offence You walk around happily clapping and pointing While the animals are standing and staring You are wondering are they

Golden Mantle

Golden Mantle prose poem

Nature’s Marvel In the night sky, what should appear? A golden mantle created by a full harvest gold moon, as the reflective eye of an eagle, fluffy clouds in the shape of an eagle’s magnified head. Glowing golden moon beams

Pulsating

Pulsating short poem

In the cavernous mind a thought becomes redundant. You go straight for a snakeroot. A flat cluster of white flowers spurs a stigma at the white moon for floating rumors. This was my native pain of brilliant tapestry. The threads

Dreamcatcher

Dreamcatcher short poem

Dreamcatcher, give me a dream. Of lavender fields as far as the eyes can see. Cheery Marigolds with Sunflowers by the stream. And meandering brooks murmuring their glee. Dreamcatcher bring her a dream. Of our fun on the swing. And

God Doesn’t Hear Dead Men

God Doesnt Hear Dead Men short poem

Down the drain, down the drain, follow the sand down the drain. His soul woven cloak awaits, scythe in hand, ferry leaving the docks. Crooked steps, cold and blackened breath, take me unto you. One leg in the grave, half

Love Poem 1

Love Poem 1 short poem

I keep you trapped between my jaws. my silence breeds more silence in the spaces between my teeth. I let you witness my infinitude. I let my madness consume us. Do you fear me now? I keep you close between

The Parents

The Parents short poem

When pillars are broken building is to drop With their support roof remains at the top With their strength destination is to hop With out them every effort is to flop Parents are but real mercy of God In their

Hands Of Enemy

Hands Of Enemy short poem

With frugal memory you wanted to tame the radical spine, while fright was bending the thighs. Was it a travesty of the graduated thumb? The speed of the river had accelerated in aching land. People gathered to collect the alms

Judgement

Judgement short poem

Let Judgement be on you! When did you take up God’s role? Did it ever occur to you that your opinions are of your own insecurities? Did anyone inform you that not every one will follow the norm? I look

Anniversary

Anniversary prose poem

Many see it as a number,and many feel it is just time But to me it is a friendhip that was created to withhold many trails There are those who try to share their opinions and sometimes we may not

Tiredness

Tiredness short poem

I am tired of my rants like a millions hammers  pounding away in my brain constant chatter drowns sanity expectations love and affection comfort insecurities and misadventures regrets lost and found a million lives not lived what could be and

Smoking Candle

Smoking Candle short poem

A plug dismantles a temper unveils a pink bullet-hole on the fore-head. A butterfly flutters and then sits on the lips, offers an apology for the smile. The water blooms in eyes cascading to chest for measuring the mounts. Who

Goodbye

Goodbye prose poem

Can anybody say Who is he or she? Son or daughter of someone, Brother or sister of someone, Friend or enemy of someone, Spouse of someone, Father or mother of someone, Servant or master of someone. Is it the real

Singing For My Supper

Singing For My Supper short poem

“Come on, you know you want to give us another song,” My God, if you knew how much those words were wrong. “You don’t have a real job, you only have to sing” I’ll tell that to the tax man

Walking Through The Sea

Walking Through The Sea short poem

When the antagonist speaks with oozing vileness, the glib atrocity is hard to grip. The obvious monstrousness lays unhidden and he walks through the hellish waters walks through a malicious sea. Gravitates towards the unfathomable depth, succumbs to the irresistible

Stranger in strange land

Stranger in strange land short poem

Strange is the land on which he treads seeking blood for the vengeance within he stops and sniffs, yes there is hatred here someone will fall for the false hope again some eyes will always be moist some hearts will