Newsflash Poems

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Wag The Dog

Wag The Dog short poem

Roll up, roll up and welcome to the show Put your mind in neutral and go along with the flow The spin doctors are pumping out another remix on their digital decks Producers and directors using the full palette of

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कल्पना और तथ्य

कल्पना और तथ्य vyang

ये देखिये साहिब कि ज़िन्दगी कितनी उबाऊ हो गयी है बाज़ारों में इंसानों के हाथों यूँ मौत भी बिकाऊ हो गयी है, दिखाकर डर मौत का वो सभी को माल अपना बेचते हैं मर न जाए कम्बख़्त ग्राहक बेचने के

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Tribute To Grand Son

Tribute To Grand Son long poem

Tribute – on his Birth I stepped into the evening Of my life and lost interest in living And thought of leaving This wild world. I was waiting To see my grand son arriving Into this wicked world smiling Before

Thunderstorm

Thunderstorm ode

A storm I think, it is coming through– thunderheads in a blind momentum overthrow the stillness, the cars skid and blare, the men skitter, clouds roar Long deep shadow covered life and love lightening flares down to earth kissing the

The Dark Horse

The Dark Horse long poem

That pound of muscle beating so hard Resolved to break every rib apart Or die in its venture with no life after Resounded the cage with a monstrous laughter Beating as hard as it could the muscle Sent into frenzy

Dear Uncle

Dear Uncle short poem

I wish i could hear your voice Your hearty laugh was my ray of sunshine Why did you have to leave so soon I wish i could hug you for one last time When i saw you lying in the

Eternity

Eternity short poem

By the mirror side she sat, On a small caned chair, Looking at the tall figure, Combing her long dark hair, Frown on the little face, To resolve her loneliness, A baffled look stared at her, A playmate she wanted

In My Blurred Vision

In My Blurred Vision short poem

I saw despair & sadness; loss of hope for a strong household, Days & nights turned into months, A dark cloud surrounded my abode, Their sad eyes told it all, I saw love in their eyes, a loss too hard

My Friend, The Wind

My Friend, The Wind short poem

I sit under a tree on a hillock of soft dewy grass My face caressed by the gentle breeze My windy friend, whence came you, whither are you headed? In times of sadness, it sighs consolingly in my ears Even

You Live In My Heart

You Live In My Heart short poem

Your bewitching face I etched on wet sand And embellished it with a design grand, My work I looked on with pride, Which Alas! was undone by a tide; I carved your sweet name on a tree And thought it’d

Poo Bear

Poo Bear short poem

Dear Poo bear: You mean the world to me never thought I’d ever date you never thought you would’ve cared so much but sometimes you make me think about the choices I’m making. Tell me that everything is going to

Avalon

Avalon long poem

Well and as night turns into day I walk the three star path just like I did way back when, when Merlin was a young man in trainin’… a lot has changed since then but it’s still paradise like it’s

Hope

Hope short poem

I would like to play music again Without recalling events attached to them I would like to visit places again Without remembering what happened there I would like to see the faces that I fell for again Without panicking at

Little Lives in Between Little Deaths

Little Lives in Between Little Deaths short poem

Little lives are what we put away In closets at night; mementos of the day Cry out, ‘Live us or hie us away!’ Do you not know? Stars and moon sigh In the wind, ‘Unbind us, too soon we die!

I Am Not Gone

I Am Not Gone long poem

One night all alone in my room When all things in my life doomed Sitting restlessly at the window, I looked at the moon For that time I forgot about my wounds. Wounds which all have made to my heart

Rapture

Rapture short poem

The visionary, Atlas, Shrugged his shoulders as he regarded The city of kings, Collapsed under its own weight. Remnants of an unachievable dream Haunt the few remaining halls, Corrupted and skewed creatures That feel no remorse, and The servant girls

Ghosts Are Not Scary

Ghosts Are Not Scary short poem

I’m sorry, but, ghosts are not scary. They live inside me. They live inside you. And without realizing, they consume us whole Of course, they are here to destroy But the destruction..? It’s so silent And silence, so to say,

Let’s play Life

Let’s play Life ode

Life is a game of Rummy, game of chances and skills, You got to play with what’s doled out to you, The Aces, the Kings, the Queens and the Jacks, And pip cards with value from two to ten, So

To My Distant Special Friend

To My Distant Special Friend short poem

For my distant special friend….. I mocked you often Whenever you said we are special friends I asked what does the word Special mean You never explained Now I know why I laughed at you my special friend Never realised

Junior School

Junior School prose poem

Years gone by and we are all still fools For the silly things we laughed at school Farting and burping and breaking the rules Making large bubble gum circles whilst swimming in the local pool Playing tennis in the summer

Police

Police long poem

As a kid I always fancied to don the Role of police I visualised police as a superman who can tame any bad guy with ease I believed only God and policeman can protect us from thieves I grew up

Anna

Anna long poem

Madness burns like a candle Blustery night haunted with Anna No clover or wild grass grows No laughter sighs in the wind Only the moan like a cemetery The sea wrestles with ghosts I have drowned in sorrow Sanity has

Essence Of Vigor

Essence Of Vigor short poem

I am the poem of my life , I have set myself free . Have taught to engulf emotions , that bestow down upon streets. Clothes painted with shuttered blood , yes, I can eye , I can touch to

Kiss The Book

Kiss The Book short poem

I Like a book you can read a face of mine Just, again, don’t pass me by. My lips as desert are dry greatly, You can open them plainly. And see how I yearn to sip The nectar of your

Universal Signature

Universal Signature short poem

A frequency traveling, when parallel a vibration, oneness that awakens, Such a Miraculous sensation. As Colors of light we shun, a karma left undone. Waves rolling ashore, the hand at which is born. Crustacean of the night, one day take

Guests

Guests short poem

There it was, A beautiful villa, Complete with lots of guards, From inside a cry would be heard, And the moaning of a person in agony, The mission would be in progress The new slaughter house, Trained untamed boys into

All That Has Been

All That Has Been short poem

Wake up look around, what do you see A door to a world that you have a key See the wonders of nature, wildlife and the land Through the tide, oceans and the serene sand Marvel at the birds, animals

Mystified Me

Mystified Me short poem

In this maddening town, I start my day, Early morning, with rough, uneven ride, The place where blindfolded people play, I try to play it right; however I fail each time, I think to myself Oh! You worthless being, You

Where Did I Go Wrong

Where Did I Go Wrong short poem

Well you won my heart even tho it was hard for you to do Then you broke my heart after I had fallen madly Head over heels for you so I wonder was it me, did I Do something wrong…I

Your Eyes

Your Eyes short poem

I have looked deep into your eyes and I can see your soul. Did you know that your eyes speak so much? I have heard your eyes telling me how happy you are when you see me. And I know

The Times They Are A Changing.

The Times They Are A Changing. prose poem

The Twenty First Century will be like no other. For millennia the human race experienced glacial progress forward. Generation after generation pretty much the same. Then slowly at first things began to change. The Bronze Age, the Iron Age, jump

Now

Now short poem

To live in the moment, And not to worry about what comes after. To live in the present, And enjoy our time as youths, before it’s over. To not worry about the future, And everything that comes along with it.

A Song of Willy-nilly Nill and Will

A Song of Willy nilly Nill and Will short poem

In eyes the color of translucence Irises dilate to hold up The light hands cannot cup; In minds the color of efflorescence Cool heads may not prevail, Hot heads may not fail; But in mindsets the color of prison walks

Shattered Dreams

Shattered Dreams short poem

Dreams never stay the same, They change frequently. Your goal is not a game- As others would see. From an athlete, To social service. You don’t compete- But you never miss. Once those become an illusion, You’re finding new dreams.

Not Poetical

Not Poetical short poem

Being not poetical, how pitiful it is, Sometimes I sit somewhere and watch the Slew of mass flowing over dusty street And a strange thought dawns in my mind How poetical these rushing souls actually are? Perhaps I know these

In Our Minds

In Our Minds short poem

Bent tree, drooping branches, wilting leafs aged from time Knurled fingered, hands wrinkled much like mine. Skin browned and aged spots, Face cracked and crevassed, Sagging skin from sun and time. We are old and that is fine, we’ve aged

You’ll See

Youll See ballad

You’ll find her here alone, you’ll find her curled bruises shown. You’ll find that she is broken, words left unspoken, tears like crystal shards. You’ll find that she is insecure and fragile, sometimes hard to handle. You’ll find that she

My Heart

My Heart short poem

I stepped into the teens With my heartbeat in tune I felt world too romantic On seeing every dame I was shy and hesitant to talk to any of those dames I met this attractive female and was bowled over

First Aid

First Aid short poem

The most important thing to always remember, At no point should you put yourself in danger, For a moment step back, take time to assess, However, act promptly, you were taught by the best. You need to determine if they

Birthday Cakes

Birthday Cakes short poem

Our childhood of yesteryear Fresh and innocent with no fear. We waited with bated breath To peek at our cake that arrived fresh. Our birthday cake, our birthday cake. Moist and warm, chocolate brown Cool and pink, strawberry jam winks