Narcissistic Poems

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The Narcissistic Mother

The Narcissistic Mother long poem

Mother always called me the devil child She said I was loud, destructive and wild Parents told sister I was bad and she didn’t ever have to play with me Much time alone was no fun, however for friends I

The Narcissistic Mother

The Narcissistic Mother long poem

Mother always called me the devil child She said I was loud, destructive and wild Parents told sister I was bad and she didn’t ever have to play with me Much time alone was no fun, however for friends I

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Prisoner Of A Narcissist

Prisoner Of A Narcissist short poem

I’m alive though all the years of abuse, but I’ve not been able to truly “LIVE” because my head is full of fog, confused and don’t know who I am. Suffering from anxiety and depression. I live in a prison,

Sisterhood Friendship

Sisterhood Friendship short poem

Remember the season, When you and I become friends for a reason, Since then we’ve been together, In happiness and pain it doesn’t matter. We capture every split second, That’s how we reckon every memories after hand, The felicity that

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Next Night

Next Night short poem

I hate the self-immolation of orange sex. Weather was leaving blue strings on the skin. Redemption was incomplete by sharing the legs Lips will not knead the ears. Like wakng in darkness for a passage to grief. Black moon will

The Red Button

The Red Button short poem

A human myself, I would push the red button. For having seen into man’s heart, Brimming with evil. Black, Rotten. Eliminating them now, Preventing perhaps. Unending sadness, Shielding the unborn. From humanity’s touch, Painted with madness. The red button, Gleaming

Temporary Soul

Temporary Soul short poem

Held so close, your materials protected like I might wreck some Vibrant hues, a rainbow on the light spectrum Increased saturation, a narrow aperture, and quick shutter Snapping photographs of smiling faces as I slide in a slick gutter Haunted

The Breeze

The Breeze short poem

Across a sleepy low lit stream, a quiet breeze swept by; It made its way across the land, determined and unshy; It covered flowers, rocks, and sand, and all within its path, with tiny droplets wet and cool, a shower,

The Crown Travels

The Crown Travels short poem

The king is dead! Long live the king! History of rulers is no different from ordinary mortals, The crowns and kohinoors travel from one head to another uneasier head. Emperors, Monarchs, Kings, Pharaohs abdicated By methods natural and unnatural, Thrones

Cannot Say

Cannot Say short poem

On a hollow path you had failed carrying the loaves of bread in biting cold of politics scaring the lips. I was standing near the dawn in praise of dark. The sharks were coming. Here goes the marble floor for

God Is Good

God Is Good long poem

I was going through the year feeling just fine, while writing my rhymes. Not a worry, not a care, nothing to bear. Then along come spring, such a wonderful thing, didn’t have an idea of what it would bring. I

Love Me For Me (the Real Me)

Love Me For Me (the Real Me) short poem

See me not caring anymore see me walking out the door you’ve hurt me for the last time and I’m tired of you trying to mess with my mind, so see me not caring anymore, see me see me walking

A Toast To Nations

A Toast To Nations short poem

Nations and nationalities, you are not chocolate, you are the sweetest Jam cooked from bitter labour! You are the original egg, the supreme cause of war and peace! You are the homeland of the rising sun and moon. You are

I don’t want you this way

I don’t want you this way short poem

I don’t want to close over you as a blanket, sucking your light. I don’t want to capture you inside a kiss nor strangle you with endless hugs. I don’t want to be the king in whose castle, you live

On This So Cold Night

On This So Cold Night short poem

On this so cold night Laying alone I ponder How warm the bed would have felt With you having in here. Your legs wrapped around mine Spooning, curves settled so perfect That’s why it’s said “made magically for each other”.

The temple

The temple short poem

There was a man, Old, cold, sold, To his condition. Stood outside the temple, Waiting, hating, hesitating. And people passed by, Dinging, dangling, giggling. Nobody could see him there, Lazy, hazy, crazy. Now he is there no more, Sink, blink,

A Benediction

A Benediction long poem

May the droplets of dew that aesthetically adorn The orange hued sun rays that shine through the morn Refract through the glistening moistness of dew And shower rainbow upon rainbow on you May the breeze that condenses the vaporous air

Writers Block

Writers Block short poem

Some days are harder than others. For so many topics I’ve already covered. Where to start? Where to begin? Story to lose? Story to win? Epic feelings to make one cry, A tragic tale of a sad goodbye? Soaring emotions

The Little Martyr

The Little Martyr long poem

I skipped in the school building so tall With a smile like a bubbly China doll ”I shan’t fail the test today, I know” I murmur’d, merrily dancing to and fro. ”Prepared for the test, my dear friend? I ponder

Lost Friendship

Lost  Friendship short poem

Alone, sitting on an old recliner Watching the lonely road, That led to my home. Drizzling rain and silent nature added to my Seclusion As my thoughts faded to memoirs, I was thinking about You Decades have passed, since we

Coffee

Coffee prose poem

Coffee// By: Fareed Ghanem **** Here I am, just a handful of water taken from the last raining season. Since the last Bedouin had poured me into his pot, which had been dyed by sand and smoke, and laid over

Eve Speaks

Eve Speaks short poem

Although just one snake is well known in that so-called paradise, actually there were tons of them. When we ran away, I was never so happy. My feet no longer touching swarms of mushy poison. Fruit smelled to high heaven

I Wanna Meet You Again

I Wanna Meet You Again short poem

I never knew who you were? A princess , queen or an angel from heaven I dont know from where you come and where you go? But I wanna meet you again The misty benches of memories Do encompass the

Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mothers Day short poem

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY Intelligent man says, I feel it is a special day It is not my birthday It is mother’s day When our daughter came to bring us happiness, I felt it, A special day Children truly excited to

Dave

Dave short poem

Will you celebrate in heaven? Have all your birthdays been and gone? Are you 35 forever? Acting like you’re twenty one! Will Granny give you apples? And Taid build you fort? Will you have a pint with Gavin? Dutch beer,

Blind Love!

Blind Love! short poem

I move mechanically on concrete roads Puzzled surrounding, locked in codes Straight faces, scanning smoke Lifeless existence, a solemn joke. Just then something knocks my brain A figure holding umbrella, when there’s no rain Peace struck shape, no layers of

Pygmalion

Pygmalion prose poem

She gathers her flying hair into a rocky braid, her eyes blow away into fire, soil and air. Her heart bangs drop, one by one, on the road. Her eyelashes melt into wax covering caves floors. Her stony dress waves

Ode To Dagga

Ode To Dagga ode

Come back to me. I yearn your bitter, yet velvety touch. You make me blush, I miss you in my lungs. Come back to me. You fill the void that you re-create, Every time I let you escape, From a

A Baby Named Almost

A Baby Named Almost long poem

Something ominous and undefined, illustrative and versatile. Something ambiguous, and something so subtle it hardly exists. Almost is all these things and more. It occupies life around its every corner. It is the grey between the blacks and whites, The

My Writing

My Writing short poem

I wanted to write something But my brain refused to spare anything I got agitated and start searching some others’ brain for lending I did get a brain dead man who was sleeping but found him to be still breathing

Being A Girl.

Being A Girl. short poem

what is her fault? just ”being a girl”. Took her to the worst, left nothing to curse. No sense nor an idea, why and what is going on her. Calling out mom, wished hearts would really connected. considered her an

Blue and Black

Blue and Black short poem

Battery of my phone was too sleepy The alarm dozed off… A series of “Getting Late” followed The mirror frowned at me and I stepped out of that drowsy door… I sat in the bus that looked like my boss

Life is Beautiful

Life is Beautiful short poem

Feeling wonderful, With all the things, Life has thrown my way… No more frowns, Faking all the smiles, Like those of a clown… Listening to the birds, As they sing their song, And fly far away… I’m living my life,

Here I Come….ready Or Not

Here I Come....ready Or Not long poem

Life it seems is crazy, but crazy kind of good, Finally things are turning out the way they should, Finally I’m standing right where I should be, I’m ready but I question is the world ready for me? I see

Today

Today short poem

Today is almost gone and I haven’t seen anything to make me think I’m wrong and Outside it’s so hard because everything is made of rocks and stone and The sun burns our skin and if it wasn’t for our

Without Salt Or Pepper

Without Salt Or Pepper short poem

This morning I caught the blues. I stood on the edge of the spoon with nowhere to go. I tied my shoes and searched for my muse. There she sat, distance postponing an ooze of stew. With the end of the

Intensity

Intensity short poem

Trapped in staircase, huddled in dark, you cannot go up. you cannot go down. The succession wars have started again. Bending the laws, molesting, disowning. The predator will get away eating the gold, the paradise. You are left with the

Bougainvillea Avenue

Bougainvillea Avenue short poem

Amidst nondescript quarters way beyond past their prime Still weaving nostalgic saga of regal magnificence sublime Streets set with old cobbles residual of inestimable spell Windows bearing testimony of inlay with glass and shell Figurine on the gate posts on

Unexpected Fear

Unexpected Fear ballad

She stands and waits in her wedding gown Like white clouds Floating on her, she walks around she looks out of her window pane Wishing he will come to see her again The broken promise they can mend The fear

The Solitary Moon

The Solitary Moon long poem

Away up in sky Shining so high She sat all alone On her royal throne Among the stars Like lighted cigars In uncanny solitude Mocking an attitude Glowing down on earth With a smile a gallon worth Guiding those who

Philosophies Of Love

Philosophies Of Love long poem

Love… The definition of Complexity in it’s entirety It’s never a stranger To it’s stranger ways Yet, in flux What shall I do Wade within caution Hope for tepid waters Nay, I say But, unafraid dive right in Rules here