Molestation Poems

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Who Are We

Who Are We short poem

Who am I? A pure soul who’s supposed to witness slaughtering of dreams and souls but never reveal for the sake of graffiti Who am I? A beauty to be shown off and endure every pain without a single drop

Poems containing references to : Molestation

Never Was It Right?

Never Was It Right? short poem

Never was it right? Or was it always that we needed to try, for own sake obviously. Was it, that we ever wanted discrimination on the complexion. Or was it that we always needed to try, at the behest of

If No Hands

If No Hands long poem

If no hands, she had, There won’t be any bangles, The colors and sounds, attracting My attention to see and catch On the exorbitance of my love, Breaking it, with no intention, But broke; and fell down. The glass-chips, with

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Nightlight For Humanity

Nightlight For Humanity short poem

At dusk, a gentle breeze rustles the leaves on the trees in my front yard. Birds chirp as they settle in for the night. Clouds drift slowly across the sky. And a star twinkles from the galaxy. The Moon is

Silver Trails

Silver Trails short poem

By the moon I drink you again. The night is trembling; ruffles the colossal tears. The terrible ache of the illegitimate mercy. I am not accepting any poem half-dead under my pen. The invisible force, bribing the tears was a

The War Went On

The War Went On short poem

I looked into the darkness And there they were. Some were barely twenty A few a little more. They did not move, They were dead. And the war went on without them. Back into the jungle, Like deadly ghost we

A Calling Of Angels

A Calling Of Angels long poem

whispers.. velvet vibations taunt for what do we seek eyes, hands & wings faint laughter pause to a slow pitched sound angelic creatures in there manifestation of movement closer then ever before many evoke fear a cast of feathers drifting

Make The Best Of Today

Make The Best Of Today short poem

Nobody knows what tomorrow will bring Could be sunshine, could be rain Could be pleasure, could be pain But you got to have faith over fear Even in your darkest hours and Drowning in your own tears, keep the Faith,

Strong For Too Long

Strong For Too Long short poem

Sometimes you cry. And that’s okay. It doesn’t make you weak. It never means you’re frail. It means you’re strong… Stronger than they know. Sometimes you have to let some bad out to make room for more strength. And, my

La Spezia

La Spezia ode

Sapphire blue turns to white As waves greet rocks of black Bella notte, the waves promise, a beautiful night While the road rises to meet me, and welcome me back Boats rock gently upon your sea The clouds turning pink

Fractured Years

Fractured Years short poem

All you heartless bastards, what have you done? housing estates spat out for wasted generations; a life sentence of grey brick cells festering in long cemetery grass endless dead end roads lined by garbage dump back yards, playgrounds for fat

Happiness

Happiness short poem

What is happiness? I could say that it’s you, but you are not here, yet I’m smiling. Maybe it’s the child whom I have kissed on his knee when he fell? But he’s gone, yet I feel on my lips

Aka

Aka short poem

I was born with an amulet, my love does not die,it has no birth either. I have thousands of aliases, nicknames galore— I roam in timeless space with assorted bodies. You can see men in dark, so I live in

I see no change

I see no change short poem

I see no change In age.. For some years that were before, Childhood days were happy, Young age was to make merry. There was the sky and heaven, I was roaming as Romeo even. Then came established life; there was

Sand Castles

Sand Castles short poem

Warm eyes look at the blue sea I am the clouds of idealism Waiting for the green spring Flowers in the wind A widow cries Age is the myth of denial I am younger than time Your hand is snow

Cool To Be A 21st Century Haiku

Cool To Be A 21st Century Haiku short poem

Feels cool to be a 21st century haiku. Not bothered with others’ frowns, scoffs and sneers. Only concerned with widening some unseen folded petals of their hearts, lips and thighs. Softening their flowing molecules of love, making them feel their

My Lost Soul Will Bleed On

My Lost Soul Will Bleed On short poem

I’m driving down this cold and lonely road in the dark. I’m looking for the things that used to matter. Is it love or is it fear that I am feeling? With a loss for words, I sit in the

Laziness – A Curse

Laziness   A Curse short poem

Of all vice in the world under discipline Laziness – a Curse – is like a Saccharin. Sweet as pipe, sonorous as violin Wicked as a snake, ill-mannered as Bedouin; Laziness creeps in secretly body within And remains there undisturbed

Falling Apart

Falling Apart short poem

Too much said, too much heard. Numbness remains, unperturbed. Freckles of past, growing on words Poems look like a discolored herd Stifling sunrises deep within Echoing thoughts under the skin I crave for myself, more each time Reciting a wordless,

Emotionally Blind

Emotionally Blind short poem

When you wake up. Is it worth it. Facing another day. Feeling nothing but psychological pain. Feeling like no one cares about you. Thinking that your life is worthless. Feeling that your insignificant. Knowing you have freinds but feeling alone.

Ode To The Holy Ganges

Ode To The  Holy Ganges long poem

Hail to you O holy Ganges ! A river merely you never have been Darling daughter of mighty Himalaya Mother to millions of doting devotees . How you descend from the heavenly heights Like a lively , sportive girl child

A Dream That Sought Solace.

A Dream That Sought Solace. long poem

The weary sun tip toed through crochet clouds To darn lace curtains with golden needles, And to sign its name on criss-crossed trickling waters Making shadows bow down low in obituaries Of another fading day, and on distant Wandering memories,

Demons And Angels

Demons And Angels long poem

How can a Love like ours end up this way? How can the pain not go away? I hold onto the memories from all the years. I let it the pain through hundreds of tears. My heart starts throbbing and

The Ultimate Dream

The Ultimate Dream short poem

A dream… Always like a stained past An unknown future A brimming river which dominates And takes you wherever it wants Doubtful, Undecided and Dark Sometimes sweet.. sometimes bitter Sometimes cute.. sometimes harsh Incredible yet uncontrollable Fantastic yet unpredictable A

The End Of The Dream

The End Of The Dream long poem

As the sun peeps out over misty morning hills and the dawn chorus calls with its piercing shrill, the demons of the night skulk slowly away, a sidelong glance at the few who got away. He rises and stretches and

Hell

Hell short poem

I will send them down to hell, oh my oh dear that sounds so swell Burn their houses down to the ground Keep their heads under water to drown Beat them with sticks to their grave For all the pain

In Making

In Making short poem

Spurred the kerosene to burn the logistics. I had moved on untrodden snow of tanned gifts. There was no tomorrow for me, living from moment to moment. The warships had moved into positions. Adoring the monotheisn, I still loved many

When Roses Bleed Thorns

When Roses Bleed Thorns ballad

When roses bleed thorns- it’s time to prune them. Waiting for seasons to change- is like waiting for silence to resolve- conflicts- a game of pride and rank. When roses bleed thorns- thistles outgrow the rosebuds; until color is lost

Toxic Love

Toxic Love short poem

Champagne bubbles , Glasses tingles I hear cheers of joyful mingles, Toasting to they who lives for gingle . Dance with me under the moon light, Fall on my lips your crystal drizzles , molten in your arms as I’m

Now

Now short poem

He, making his own cast. You knew it. Unique mystique of transparency. You could not touch him. Walking ahead of the sun, long shadow, sweating it out, pungent odor. Innocence hung from desiccated tongue, he preserved original speech before falling

Bless This Mess

Bless This Mess short poem

I’m no fun anymore, Not to be with or even around, I bitch-spewing hate is my second Favorite thing to do, Only topped by drinking, Reeking of cigarettes and whiskey, And I like dim places where the outlook is Bleak,

Tribute To Princess Diana

Tribute To Princess Diana short poem

Blessed Diana, thrilling phrases of love would make a paragraph, for your much distinguished and magnificent epitaph. Your slumber to eternity be likened to a sleeping beauty, who will be awakened by the kiss of a Seraphic Prince of immortality.

Rival Entreaties

Rival Entreaties short poem

climbing on the umblical hill ahead of the contours, a denier alters the chemistry of hate in negative space; fauna of the earth springs black stones, man made, on the glistening sex of lotuses, a forgetfulness ensures the conceptual withdrawl

Childhood

Childhood long poem

Mommy, Jessie tried to attack me with a weed eater My sister tried to stab me. It’s a nightmare Feeder. I was only 4. Mommy are we poor? You lied. Daddies not a woman beater Hotshot was my favorite transformer

Frozen

Frozen short poem

After dousing the bride to a nice flame, in between the howls there were songs. On mud path the hoofprints came out prominently. On bullock carts they had come for a sit in, to resist, rebel or kill. All day

Slipping

Slipping short poem

The danger lurks in corner. After double helix, Now cobalt pencil writes the history of mankind. Dirty bomb gives determinate meaning of peace. I turn back to be eaten alive. Like a blade of grass you bend for the cuckoo.

The Image

The Image short poem

Each morning as I get up out of bed, All kinds of thoughts go through my head. In my heart I search for peace of mind, Just one certain answer I hope to find! Another day with all things that

” She ”

She  prose poem

She is a truly beauteous being With a sweet countenance and noble spirit Calm and composed and ever so genial Doling out her love to all so freely . When she is around you feel so safe Comforted , fearless

Disconnect

Disconnect short poem

Life just keeps ticking on sans any rancor so to say On face all seems perfect with core in utter dismay Apathy tried attempting and walls I built around Now jab at susceptibility my old despair compound Past zest needs

Safe-keepers

Safe keepers short poem

Too tired to sleep on in the morning, I wake up afraid of my own dreams, when the garbage truck arrives at my backdoor.Those men collecting everything with gloves, their tanned and hardened skin. They’re my stepbrothers because they feel