Mcgonagall Poems

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A Letter To Adele In My Head

A Letter To Adele In My Head long poem

*Read as Macloghin, with a g, not an f Angriness paves way to thought and it is me who is thinking, though I feel otherwise, and see whoever it was that god in that song, telling me to be clown’s

Poems containing references to : Mcgonagall

Ungrateful Bean

Ungrateful Bean short poem

I have a friend named Bean Who is so mean, Unwashed and unclean. It has to be me To help him, not he, He sucks me like bee. His pain is my pain, In mine he sees no gain, But

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Age Knocked On My Door

Age Knocked On My Door short poem

My head is in a real bad state My memory is running late I feel like I am going mad My eyesight now is really bad My teeth have now come to an end Impossible to ever mend My confidence

Alone In The Ocean

Alone In The Ocean short poem

When I am alone in the ocean I can hear the echoes of my thoughts; they reflect off of seamless undulations of the majestically powerful sea. The alluring waves placate my subconscious – as if a doting mother rocking a

Cacophony within

Cacophony within prose poem

As the dusk sets in reluctance envelopes me pestering me and asking me the same question again And again. I ignore, unwillingly check-out drag my vehicle ahead, but the slightest touch of wind drifts me, scares me and travels me

My Divine Faith…

My Divine Faith... short poem

When I am scared and lost, Help me find my way back home. When my heart is in search of some hope, Be my shelter in the storm. When I am too tired to walk across the bend, And not

Back To Front

Back To Front short poem

In a day when the light Follows evening not night It may be time for a second glance In the night when the moon Is a painted balloon It may be time to leave the dance Will we ever get

Making Soda

Making Soda short poem

She made her soda by the handful, three handfuls of flour, a pinch of salt, a pinch of soda, a half pint of buttermilk, from an urn, not a carton. She made her soda by the handful, one hand that

Day Of Judgement

Day Of Judgement short poem

In last journey he wanted to have a free run without rumors of reconciliation. From years back he watched – friends, disappeared one by one. He became his own enemy. The ravines were waiting for the sacrificial throw of a

Group Photo With Fishermen

Group Photo With Fishermen short poem

It’s Christmas dad lend me once more your hand to compare ourselves among the living people that I ever touched only your hand was bigger If you want to we can go to the seashore hand in hand to leap

Roses

Roses short poem

  Roses have colours with global appeal; some are pink, blue, red, white and they reveal glamour and beauty for all to cherish. Roses have in them the power of love, so do they, the ability to heal a heart

Come Wither Away With Me

Come Wither Away With Me short poem

Come with me,let’s wither away to eternity Across the shore …to the moon, Surpass the darkest night , till heat of noon , fly over the meadows , from horizon to the dawn , let’s complete the circle of life

Take A Lover

Take A Lover long poem

“Take a lover” she said As if it were my choice. As if there would be a line-up and I would walk along it and grab a lover by the hand, turn calmly to the audience and state, “This one

The Naga Sage

The Naga Sage short poem

They smear thy love to hide their sheen For beauty, they found, is hidden within Through sunken eyes, as calm as thee They embrace thy art, in joyous spree. In search of peace through coarse terrains From Himalayan caves to

A Prayer Was Answered

A Prayer Was Answered short poem

Well I’ve always had faith in Christ Even in my frustration and sorrows When I pray to him I know everything’s Is gonna be ok…it is written ask not Receive not that’s not to say I’m not Thankful for all

Sound Of Silence

Sound Of Silence short poem

Shuuuuuuush! And listen! Listen carefully, To the rebirth of emotions strengthening bonds Bonds disguised in ignorance Listen, to the birth of revolutionary ideas which mother creativity Creativity which sprinkles glitter ❇ to this earth inform of epic art, soul touching

He Royal Crown

He Royal Crown long poem

In the days of nobel breed A king sought out a nobel deed Through his briars of ivory tower Seeking a claim of further desire Yet through the green moss brigade A solemn vow to raise the dead What was

New Orleans

New Orleans short poem

Well I’m a heading back to NEW ORLEANS Tonight, gotta get out of this one horse town And back to Bourbon street where the night Life is hot to trot in the big city lights and the Music keeps you

You And I

You And I short poem

I live with you and die with you My thoughts stick perennially to you. I savor your magnetic caresses and Enjoy it with each breath of my life. I am obsessed by your continual dreams Your presence fills me with

For Loss Of Words

For Loss Of Words prose poem

This is my portrait of you. It speaks to me in strange, colored verses, in whispered codes of ancient languages. I often get that illusion. You are not easy to ignore. I’ve long studied its dog-eared corners, one by one,

Young Father’s Kiss

Young Father’s Kiss short poem

You’re my sweet endearing child Fragile and lovely to stare at You gave me a reason to live Smiles and hopes were brought in to me. Every day is a new enjoyable chapter Looking forward to be the best father

Parents

Parents short poem

whenever I feel alone in the journey of my life, only one company isthere with me….. Whenever I am hopeless in this life, only one hope is with me… Whenever i am wrong for everyone in this life, only one

Let Those Tears Flow

Let Those Tears Flow short poem

Let those tears flow! Let them meet the pain! Let them be again, A reflection of your soul. At times, listen to your heart, At times, listen to your tears, For they are the closest to you, Than anyone else

A Little Girl Could Never Be Her Daddy’s Pearl

A Little Girl Could Never Be Her Daddys Pearl short poem

I wonder why a little girl, could never be her daddy’s pearl, She wanted love and care, which to her was never fair, Girl child born was a curse, why was she without nurse, I thought every child born was

In Reverse

In Reverse short poem

Just unbound, the death rate. Red roses had no qualms. Numbers, unapologetic, they die or commit suicide. Death had no tombs. One by one they cross the stream, sinking half, floating half in a cynic system, heedless, emaciated, eyes looking

A Small Glas Of Water

A Small Glas Of Water short poem

One small glass of water. The waiter said, “THAT WAS THE ORDER”. In the pantry the man looked at me. We have no water, LET IT BE. What will I tell him, HIS MAJESTY ! OFF WITH MY HEAD !

Highway

Highway short poem

Heading to the city in a cab, I take a backseat and wave goodbye To my people, to my town I say – wait for my call, wait for my mail When back, I may tell you a tall tale.

A Mother’s Last Embrace

A Mothers Last Embrace short poem

One night I had an uneasy dream I was at Mother’s Wake A woman entered the viewing room I wanted to scream It was my Deceased Mother Followed by her Dead Sister Stella A third woman without a face Carried

Cat Quartet

Cat Quartet short poem

Winter That tiger cat with winking green eyes tossing up balls of red yarn. Spring Inquisitive… the gingersnap cat stares as I get undressed. Summer Black and white kitten lying under clothesline in soft circles of sleep. Fall Windy afternoon

Wasted Spring

Wasted Spring short poem

Walking bare footed on the turf of past With an unusual nonchalance for the changing season, Spring’s music echoed and died away so fast, But no songs or laments did reach this garden. Sweet fragrance of ripe fruits went unnoticed

Bud

Bud prose poem

Forget nothing and dream of everything opening like a flower bud Turning memories into fantasy and reality but an if and why and could Smell the flowers scent and it reminds you of a woman of the wood It’s colour

Unspoken Words!

Unspoken Words! long poem

I once had your heart and you reforged mine A shimmering one with your artisan hands Fragile as it was, yet it felt safe in your clasp Every word I spoke, a reflection of your love Every song had a

Reflection

Reflection short poem

A smiling face soothens the heart of the onlooker A crying face emits sympathy of the onlooker A laughing face enhances the spirit of the onlooker An angry face disturbs the mind of the onlooker A serious face brings fear

Dreamscape

Dreamscape short poem

The swish of tyres on a quiet morn Driving from an unknown place To a place as yet unknown Like the wash of a moving sea Filled with memories Of glittering sands On sun washed shores Secret caves in the

Broken Trust

Broken Trust short poem

She had a twinkle in her eyes, smile on her face She trusted everybody she encountered For she thought the world was full of angels Who could do no harm. Her world had myriad hues, her wants were simple All

Stay.

Stay. prose poem

you are not my gleaming sun you are not the soft, rhythmic beating of my heart you are not constant, sweet music to my ears, nor are you beauty and grace and personified you are not my winged golden seraph,

O Love

O Love short poem

O love, reveal your true state, Thou who reigns on human souls, Lording all passions of sublime mold, Leaving the lovers dreaming to prate. Thy shapeless presence makes us powerless To overcome the breathing necessities, manoeuvring souls twin in flesh

The Guests In My Room

The Guests In My Room prose poem

I know I see these words sitting across the room They look at me, some wait, Few of them are feasting among themselves, and The others waking me up, Pulling me, trying to push me out of bed. And few

Fire Of Love

Fire Of Love short poem

Oh my love my mermaid Your beauty is in love raid Spring with flowers has just paid Time came to see and stayed World has not seen beauty like you Dew drops kiss and pursue Reward to charm is yet

Listen To The Children

Listen To The Children long poem

The penetrating blast of the social disjunction makes it impossible for young people to function it seems as though grown men and women are playing a game of tug-a-war and we the children are the rope they yearn for our