Oozed Poems

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Oozed

Oozed short poem

We oozed out of this place. A placed formed by dust, rock and gravity. Born we were into the infinite void, opened our eyes and here we where. How strange. Now what? Civilization as it is, hasn’t a clue. The

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Oh! To immortalize you

Oh! To immortalize you short poem

Squatting on the grayness of the rock I let the breeze chill the marrows of my bone on the wet sand I wrote your name a receding wave squiggled it away leaving behind a brown sediment of moist sand. my

The Raven In The Box

The Raven In The Box elegy

Scared, timid, silent, sound it had no more, Rough and dead, its breath seem to fade, Flesh darkened, ripped apart from the soul, Cover the portions of my love, The Raven pleaded for its dying soul. I use to hear

Friends Forever!

Friends Forever! prose poem

Long years and a long gap of having not met our friend, Speculation and excitement ran high in us, and, when we met…. Warmth of Friendship and Love spreads around us! Time almost as if has stopped, When we laughed

The Resonating Voice Of Pain Inside

The Resonating Voice Of Pain Inside long poem

Have you felt nauseous that you want to vomit out yourself? So tense that your muscles find it difficult staying in one piece? So worthless that you wanted to die? Well, I have and I can tell you that it

I Had An Egg Today.

I Had An Egg Today. prose poem

They’ve often asked if I was restricted by a religion, But “I just can’t eat” had always been my sermon. However, I was fascinated by how they made it And why their tongues galloped as they tasted. So I took

Misty Cups Of Tea

Misty Cups Of Tea short poem

Every morning, We pretend to meet, To have a sip From our misty cups of tea. Our eyes might have Acknowledged each others’ presence, But they never meet, While they raise from the newspapers, That are evenly spread On the

Cost Of Love

Cost Of Love short poem

Such beautiful religions cutting across proclaiming love, sharing, forgiveness for all God came down earth while people followed got healed, blessed, punished and compassionately erect Yet some chose to balance against His pull proclaiming dissent to their years of belief

Adrian The Great, Canto 1

Adrian The Great, Canto 1 long poem

The Argument The first canto proposes the entire subject matter through the first few lines, where is stated the tragic plight of those English people that went against Hades, the then wicked monarch of England, who, for the proclamation of

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Home

Home short poem

I want to go somewhere where the rain is like thunder and the sky is like an ocean; where everything around me is so loud I cannot hear my brains thoughts; screams running through my skull and wrapping around my

A Big Shock In A Small Heart

A Big Shock In A Small Heart prose poem

In a small heart A big vacuum to be bared Burden and feelings of things shake it Sometimes by a cyclone The day begins in dawn And gets up in morning It exists with hopes On the way to noon

I Search

I Search short poem

I search for words no longer there I search but there are empty pages blank spaces no more imaginations or illustrations I search the corners of my memory to find these words I seek important to me and then I

The Forgotten.

The Forgotten. prose poem

Lives have been lived by millions of people that have been forgotten or worse never known. People that walked our world, looked at the same sun, the same moon that we see today. Lived lives, had families, lost loved ones,

Something More

Something More prose poem

Cradled here and not secure, but still I wait in a quiet and peaceful place It’s not I who get to choose, but others decide if I’m to join the human race Inside this gentle place, I feel nice and

Limit Line

Limit Line short poem

That limit that line that determines defines Harder than ever to motivate the inside to find The light that once was and searching to still remain My secret my heart felt love of inner flame Warming me ever so softly

The morning mews

The morning mews short poem

Bring me home and I’ll go right to bed for the little bird heard everything that was said; return to yourself and judge not of what you have read. The dormouse agreed and returned to his shed with which the

Not Much Of Nothing (if Anything)

Not Much Of Nothing (if Anything) short poem

Well and these days are sad days Not Much of Nothing If Anything To brag about I must say…well the Candles still burn bright, I still live By the moonlight and you, you are Still the love of my life

Don’t Let Me Leave…

Don’t Let Me Leave... long poem

Since when, Haven’t you smiled, I wish I had known. Since when, Have you been drinking away, Swallowing your fears, Treasuring your tears.. I wish I had known. I stand in front of you, And I cannot stop the endless

Dream Girl

Dream Girl short poem

She takes both happiness and sorrow in her stride and she remains silent without a murmur so far nobody knows what is in store for her in life One who is close now would have been stranger once Tears of

The Awakening

The Awakening prose poem

It began as the second decade of the 21 Century entered middle age, an underlying sense of unease, change. New technology increasingly altering perceptions. Reality not seeming so sure. Our five senses, were they enough? Were they telling us the

Unfathomable Wonder

Unfathomable Wonder short poem

The wind’s whisper rejoices, The oceans roar with praise, The sun magnifies Your glory, And the earth below is filled with glad tidings. Before time even began, You would know me intimately, And yet, I cannot help but to still

Heads High

Heads High short poem

But there is an anti-particle to wvery particle in this universe” The physics teacher quoted in class twelfth “Ally with real life” he said, And a life lesson was learnt that heyday. “to every single ‘event’ there is an ‘anti

Every Day Love

Every Day Love short poem

Everyday is a new day to say I love you, Everyday your love comes to me afresh, Everyday my love for you is renewed, Everyday my heart yearns for you. My eyes can’t wait to see you again, My hands

Free Like Music

Free Like Music short poem

I want to be free like music. Free like soft tones, melodies, voices, and patterns pulsating together. I want to wake up freed by music in mornings when the mind is slowly, steadily, waking up. I want to be free

“Tête-à-tête: Cupid and Fiend”

Tête à tête: Cupid and Fiend long poem

‘Cede yourself to me, And you will never be alone again. You’ll be revered. Adored. Treasured. But you must give yourself to me- A willing concedes’, Fiend allures. My conscious says acutely ‘Don’t listen’ And for an instant I don’t

If Not For You

If Not For You long poem

Well we may not be together tonight But you are here in my heart… No and don’t think I ever, ever take You for granted… I thank God every day and every night For all the blessings you’ve brought Into

No good without evil

No good without evil short poem

Look at me now stare me in my eyes feel the pain, do you? Feel the loss of being right wings torn and clipped lend me some glue. Let me soar up to the moon let’s party where no one

Imposed Formalities

Imposed Formalities prose poem

An irritable child of six, the targeted television set, screaming mindlessly for their selfish wants. Sickly subdued female hands, male regulated, sans rest, roll dough in the damp kitchen. Cool expanse of fresh air where mind swims free at its

Faltering Tongue

Faltering Tongue short poem

He did not want anything after the sex and death of a protagonist. Rebuffed and sliced through the body, the onus was left on toxic mix. He died in deprivation, in intensity of hunger and fluidity of thirst. The quartet

Fear Not

Fear Not short poem

Fear not, my friends, of dreaming For those who call themselves realists, will have faith, none, in you Fear not, my friends, of loving For those who call themselves heartbroken, will have faith, none, in you Fear not, my friends,

A Killing

A Killing short poem

Buried at sea the dead man lives, as if a blood in a reliquary. Remains of a day were very volatile.The backlash will start with a kiss of moon. By the lack of a sin you meet an ambush lying

What Is Beauty?    

What Is Beauty?     short poem

If My Face Was Deform, Would You Say, That I Was Ugly? If I Was A Little Over Weight, Could You Still See My Beauty? Does Beauty Have Anything To Do With My Complexion? Can Beauty Get Me A Job,

The Monday afternoon song!

The Monday afternoon song! short poem

I get these weird reading pangs, as Monday afternoon awkwardly hangs. Kafka’s letter to his dad Morrison makes me ‘oh so sad’ Amitav Ghosh and his brain stirring images “Poetry undergoing new-lingo damages” Four gulps of water and a (micro)soft

The Flat Tyre

The Flat Tyre prose poem

It was the close of her day’s work; She signed out, got in her car and drove off; On her way from work, driving home; She noticed the car’s left-rear tyre had gone flat; She pulled over to review further;

Visit To Temple

Visit To Temple short poem

When the mind is happy when the mood is upbeat when the purse is full when the family is in tune when the friends encircle Then Life appears delightful A visit to the temple is just a formality God appears

Clean India

Clean India short poem

We the people, we the youth, we the creatures, these all are universal truth. We the destroyers will remain mute as we will not get any ripe fruit. We the masters, we the blasters, we can stop many disasters. We

I’m Sorry

Im Sorry short poem

I walk into my doctor’s office For my annual blood tests For my HIV. I suddenly feel the room closing in on me, The nurses began to stare and gather things, As I head for the front desk, the receptionist

13 Ghosts

13 Ghosts long poem

Your house is a historical landmark That’s been passed down from Generation to generation but little Did you know this gift you were About to inherit would cause Great chaos and devastation.. Your ancestors are getting Restless now longing for

Sans Freedom

Sans Freedom short poem

Love is almost over, Lust has taken over. Lust for more wealth, Lust for more pelf. Lust for name, And lust for fame. Lust for supremacy, Lust for delicacy. Lust for live flesh The last makes all captive Non-availability of

Neither On Sky, Nor On The Shore

Neither On Sky, Nor On The Shore short poem

Sailing in thr ocean of thought, I was left with naught. Sun in water was sinking, My eyes sparkled without blinking. I was in the ocean’s core, Miles away from the shore. A wave flowed me away, With them a