Lovelorn Poems

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Lovelorn

Lovelorn short poem

A livid moon had started a body count for undoing a book. The base thinks it has arrived. The death zones were unconnected by quality of crime waves. People have started sitting under green trees. A social outcast silently reaches

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Ode To The Gone

Ode To The Gone long poem

The bushes, I remember, have been there in the tales of my love! The breath, the tears, and the aura of virgin forest – The art, the sighs, the darkness, the motorcycle, the roads, the unending journeys, have been there!

When Will It Begins To Liquefy ?

When Will It Begins To Liquefy ? short poem

The sun with its Fingers of ray Caressing and dubbing Thawed the ice, Which a brook, Soon bubbled Forward to advance! When will my Lovelorn and The frost of loneliness Congealed soul Begins to liquefy In a way Description that

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Love Falls

Love Falls long poem

Her beauty was captivating sweet of heart, flustered within shades of hazel searching still luster. She seemed adrift the tides vacant stare of sadness walking lovelorn shadows on mystic nights. She was perfect the other half of me, pertinent as

Death My Best Friend

Death My Best Friend short poem

Death is my beloved That’s why she eludes, I hold her in my arms Out she slips and slides. She is too beautiful Words cannot express Let my feelings stay in Echo within unsuppressed. She rejuvenates me Gives me a

Only In My Poetry

Only In My Poetry short poem

I wrote these words to tell all my secrets about you. I told you not to exhort, appreciate nor pity too, but I hope you’ll read and take a heed; to all these words though, it seemed absurd. Do not

Want Peace ?

Want Peace ? short poem

Neither I ask to forget the past Nor to take flights of imagination Just I ask to keep an eye on Who we are or what we do As that is our today’s destination. Living on clouds is not the

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Heroic

Heroic short poem

Live life not with cowardice But live it heroically Heroism needs no trumpet Nor does it need a stunning physique Heroism is bejewelled In simplicity Heroism does not boast Heroism never condescends Heroism takes care Heroism does not mean being

Simplicity

Simplicity short poem

Simplicity : What happened to being Legitimately fair? What happened to feeling Cosy about your hair? What’s wrong with bushy eyebrows? What’s wrong with bumpy skin? Try to adjust it, you spend hours Doing workouts to become thin? Do you

Hungry

Hungry short poem

Be my sleep, I tell a dream. A lantern was chasing the shadows on wall. My fever? I say, past one awakening I will sleep eternally. The age licks the grief of fallen pride. I was still walking on sharp

Strangers

Strangers short poem

Would it be okay if I sat here for a while, Maybe we could contemplate together, Others may not notice but I can see your smile, Its sincerity has changed just like the weather. I know you do not know

Once When We Were Young

Once When We Were Young prose poem

I think we should have loved some more, Enough to satisfy a lifetime, Once, when we were young. We should have kept those kisses, As souvenirs and parting promises, For the dark days to come. We should have wept some

Qui Nous-sommes

Qui Nous sommes short poem

It burns. It stings. It makes my heart yearn. And how those birds sing. I long to be free. I need release. Why won’t the demons listen to my plea? I will never experience the kiss of peace. I’ve seen

If Only There Were Words Enough

If Only There Were Words Enough short poem

If only words were capable enough! To articulate how I felt, The delicate heaviness that dwelt In the crevice of my heart, And the hollowness I dealt When we had to part, The fear of a lonesome night, The sense

Love Sonnet 118

Love Sonnet 118 sonnet poems

Precious Moments Merit To Be Written, In poems kept under the best of care, Never again will such events happen, For Time nary remakes a past affair; Perhaps, I might reread those rhymes someday, That flaunt of sweet caress your

The Past, The Present, But What About The Future ?

The Past, The Present, But What About The Future ? short poem

The blood on the streets Homes broken apart Everyone shouting for the help of God The horn is blown And the Civilians and soldiers set their guns and weapons Bullets elevating through the air into the body Children crying in

Lineage

Lineage short poem

It was set on fire, the market place: from a distance I was watching, the hieroglyphic climate of the cutouts; some shoes with yellow human feet embedded in them, were thrown on the images of gods, lying on the steps

Darkness

Darkness short poem

It was dark Around my house Around the Valley Around the place Why was it Was it because of night Was it because of blackout Was it because of new moon None of these But because I was blind Suddenly

Meditation on Love

Meditation on Love long poem

I would be unhappy if I foolishly thought you loved me I know you do not Love is not love if not found in intention and motive but only in words as the latter gets carried out in action and

The Emptiness Of Art

The Emptiness Of Art short poem

As my tired cheeks felt the cold tears from my swollen eyes As my mouth tasted the saltiness from the pain of these holy waters I am drowned by the rain that I made, so dark, so loud That what

The Pane Of Life

The Pane Of Life short poem

In my heart and my head there is an inky blackness that roars with a deafening silence As I stand so still in the tunnel of darkness, so still, like a boat between the swells of a tumultuous mountain I

Middle Class Blues

Middle Class Blues short poem

Waking to dark An eel slithering Stand at bed’s end Quiet as a mote Not even a ripple In someone’s dream Washing, sleep dripping Pooling at the ankles Cold towel and foggy Mirror the radiator Reveille not yet begun Dressing

Between And With

Between And With prose poem

Between the creeping sounds of creeks seeping into the sea from silent woods and the morning’s laconic cry; I look for you; I look for you under the warmth of the sunshine as it goes through me spreading vitality and

Mint Sauce

Mint Sauce short poem

Curly reveled in gamboling meadows where all was bleating purity and colour rare with buttercups. With snapping at her heels she led a skittish huddle In senseless panic, Into a world of roasts and hedgerow sauces. A blade, sharp to

A Fairy Came To Me

A Fairy Came To Me short poem

A fairy came to me, I was pleased to see, She doesn’t lack fame, You know her name, She has a beautiful face, With a lot of grace, Her wings are weak, She glided from the peak, She said to

Photography

Photography short poem

Clicks everyday, The smile that stays, The dance in the rain, The fun we gain, Clicks everyday, With laughs all day, I capture the moment, Will never come again, Clicks everyday, Keep happiness on my way, With the crazy look,

Polliver Plum

Polliver Plum short poem

Polliver Plum picked up bubble gum And with it he wove a spell Creating a dome each child could call home Inside where the world was well He travelled the land with singers and band Attracting both girls and boys

Retrace

Retrace short poem

Wane most delusions of own personal strife Pinched all trimmings with potential just rife Reverie broken barely day turned into a night Upon boarded journey time was now to alight Urge though nurtured yet life along moved Regrets now company

Anguish

Anguish short poem

There is not a space left to withdraw, For the eyes to draw respite From seemingly cornering stares That seem to hold me tight Not more intrusive than a sweeping fly That rests to tinker the open savoury A thought

Forgotten Purposes

Forgotten Purposes short poem

And you with me sloped on a crested deep Both swirled in garbs of eastern ochre hue eye viewing eye – the scintillating view to melt within and spring in wistful sleep. The whiff of thawed out selves wilt, wane

May Time And Love As One Wait Upon You!

May Time And Love As One Wait Upon You! short poem

May Time and Love as One Wait upon You! Hoard neither love nor time! Stashed away, A year of love, night or day, Ain’t worth a dime! Nor fritter either as ceremonies But as memories Lived of former moons and

Rags And Riches

Rags And Riches short poem

Deep blue, almost black, sadness. Being, my ache of existence. Eyes, no body in focus. A grey cloud rowing the moon amidst red stars. Bronzed tongue digs the spirit out of flesh behind the shadows. Alone me in unlived house

An Aqueous Dream

An Aqueous Dream short poem

One aqueous night I dream We are pure water in a rill; Sashaying down a frilly hill We sinuate in one stream. In a lowly bed of translucent Sand, the moon’s up crescent Runneth over; we fill her up That

Every Day

Every Day short poem

What can I write when my mind has gone blank? A string of words won’t make a sentence, or a paragraph too. I fiddle with thoughts and type blindly away Then the next thing I know, I’m thinking of you.

Forgiveness

Forgiveness short poem

Who are forgivers? Forgiveness belongs to those with a big heart, people of a strong heart, and powerful in mind; ambassador of peace and jocund, those with heart of kindness and people with milk of benediction. Can you forgive? Yes!

Silent Conversations

Silent Conversations short poem

As I lay down on the sandy beach, And looked deep in your silvery blue eyes, I saw that familiar twinkle, As you looked at me and smiled. You gazed at me as I lay, Blanketed by the love in

End Of The Line

End Of The Line short poem

The heat of a sultry summers day and the news wasn’t good, you were going away. Vow’s made by the lovers brook are just trickling memories of a love that you took. A heart that once was full of life

Deviations

Deviations long poem

Why are you afraid of deviations? It’s a natural phenomenon, When medium is changed light deviates, And the seven beautiful colors, Appear as a beautiful rainbow, Plurality is the offshoots of singularity, Let these colors play their roles, On the

I Spent My Soul

I Spent My Soul prose poem

I spent my soul on all the things That mattered to me the most, Like filling in the gaps between Shattered windshield of a moving car While letting my fingers bleed and hurt And pain soar from the inside, Dripping

Me, An Old House

Me, An Old House short poem

Demolishers descend upon me with chisel and crowbars strike me where I am vulnerable most they look at me with glee deciding which part of me is juiciest out come my doors and windows which lineup with SALE labelled on

Fear, Worry

Fear, Worry short poem

Preparation. Fear. Worry. An open door. A desk A pen An A4 booklet Noise Suddenly Sitting Quiet. A voice Instruction Begin. Reading Questions. White paper. Cryptic I can’t understand. Fear. Worry Panic Sweat SCREAM silently Tears Breakdown Closed Brain-death Failure