Perceptions Poems

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A Prisoner Of Freedom

A Prisoner Of Freedom short poem

I believed I was free, Then I learned of norms, Of perceptions about me. Traditions held me back, Where my spirits soared, Turning my soul so black. Love came with shackles, An inheritance of beliefs, Trapped in social tentacles. They

The Candid Mirror

The Candid Mirror short poem

I saw a child Playing in the mud Red hair Glistening in the sun Twinkling eyes, Reverberating the sea. Hands clutched the dark soil And out came a dimpled smile, Enthralling me. As I looked on She metamorphosed into an

Migration

Migration elegy

I gathered insufficient number of perceptions, because I put them into old bottles. I walked an endless distance from this permanent peak in the desert to the other camel hump. Is it progressing – It’s not in my hands. I’ve

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My Adorable Mother

My Adorable Mother ode

To my sweet and lovely mamma with greatest love and respect. My mother is a lady of strong convictions, She loves unity condemns fractions. She is a talented lady of diverse arts,she has a good command on her mother-tongue,and Knows

Happiness Is Forever To Stay

Happiness Is Forever To Stay prose poem

Someone asked me, what happiness is, can you define? I smiled and politely said, it differs from person to person, who am I to redefine? Being happy is a matter of choice, It is mere listening to one’s inner voice!

Infinite Seclusion

Infinite Seclusion short poem

Ephemeral landscapes Anything for an ethereal escape. Through trodden lands come fatuous perceptions. As though materials fade behind the shadowy hem of night, Hasty winds succumb through numerous violations. Empty space here, concrete expressions of plight Downward facing valleys may

And Jesus Said…

And Jesus Said... prose poem

(Jesus speaks at Liberty University, Virginia, wearing a T-shirt and jeans.) Now, a lot of you have asked me some very good questions, And a lot of these questions seem to go along the lines of: “Who is God? Is

Amy Blue Gaze

Amy Blue Gaze ballad

Reading your thoughts through the words on my screen You gave me the courage to open up and believe Your blonde hair and blue eyes led me to the door of your soul Deeper than you and I could ever

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

The Black Forest

The Black Forest long poem

Well I am no stranger to the kiss of death … the closer the sun sets I can hear you calling to me creature of the night where the winter roses grow in the cold, icy wind and falling snow…

Away From The Heart

Away From The Heart ballad

With him being away from my eye- I spend hours thinking what to say! But he’s contented with watching me; guarding me -like a child at play! He let me play with fire all the way; until I burnt my

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Made For Each Other

Made For Each Other short poem

We meeting each other by chance signalled the romantic feelings to one other and we realised undoubtedly we were made for each other We are sure to be re born many times We are sure to fall in love each

Check It Out

Check It Out short poem

Bitter gourd Tastes bitter — How do you know? Are you so gullible? You believe everything That you are told? Or, Did you check it out For yourself? Tomorrow Somebody might say That bitter gourd is sweet! Then, What Will

Lili

Lili short poem

Last year my life was bleak. Inward I turned. Lost was my tormented soul. Inside I felt my life had no hope. You came in my life at the right moment. Out came the person you accepted. Unique is how

Not Today

Not Today short poem

A change of season Is simply no reason A former belief Is just no relief A bird of prey knows only one way But you know what they say Any way you want it Just not today! A changing mood

Am I Ready To Go

Am I Ready To Go prose poem

I see Him standing at the door, waiting Can I cheat him once again? Maybe confuse Him and He might just go away He smiles knowingly One day, someday, I will have to go Maybe not today But yes, definitely

I Wonder

I Wonder long poem

I Wonder Who came up with the thought to own land, and then possessing even stones, water and sand? Nothing in this world will soon be cost free, price tag will even be set to the air we breathe. I

Realisation

Realisation short poem

In the solitary confinement of my mind, I have reasoned, recorded and debated A thousand times; over the reasons, And decisions that ensued. Of everything that happened And everything that never happened. And I have realised but two things. What

Negotiating Peace Between Palestine And Israel

Negotiating Peace Between Palestine And Israel short poem

Imagine Israeli and Palestinian children given flowers, roses, and peace signs To take home to their parents as gifts of love and freedom. Imagine smiling at them and learning of The future they have in store for more Balanced communities

I Am Kept Hidden

I Am Kept Hidden short poem

Fight me,here I stand, In your costly possessed land, Which you incurred by fate, But I incurred by hard faith. You were gifted the golden throne, But I was gifted your half eaten bone, Still I stand in your possessed

Passport

Passport short poem

I realised late in my life that I was Imported to this world from an unknown world I thought the world I was born belongs to me and none dare question my citizen ship I travelled freely without any permission

Footfalls

Footfalls short poem

It was in you, the beast. Reading your private thoughts: tribal instincts to gather tools. Dwindling belief. You are left high and dry after the deluge receded. A big fire erupted in your house to burn you alive. Footfalls of

Advancing

Advancing short poem

Beckon me through the maze Lighting my footsteps as I tread Quiet my heart to follow with no fear of what’s ahead Still my mind to sense the way Let my trust outlive this day May no harm or hurt

Burning Desire

Burning Desire long poem

I try to take care of it all on my own, I pray that this will remain unknown, They have no idea the level of shame, When they have to take care all over again. There are some who make

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

My Friend

My Friend short poem

I have a friend want’s sup She’s tiny petite and dumb Who was interested to blab her brain sizes a thumb I don’t know what her problem is I just don’t care about her She should pack up about this

Silent Prayers

Silent Prayers short poem

Prayers have a goal To reach the silence in your soul. Everyday I pray For a hopeful new day. How many times I pray Depends on how much I stray. Never too early in the day To kneel down and

Old Fashioned Roses

Old Fashioned Roses short poem

Our dawn falls with smile falling blind What constructed me, out soaring mine All the insecurities that you have shed Chained my glory in your empty dread I saw your imperfection and every flaw Still I could not resist, the

Mourning

Mourning short poem

Igniting my virtue, my soul you thrive, With ambience of mourning, we love and cry, Pulp of the essence, drafting the power, I miss your presence, each second, each hour, Enchanting my poignance, with love in eye, Compassion as your

Saturday Night At The Movies

Saturday Night At The Movies short poem

for John McBride Neill There was the Savoy and Lyceum, the Majestic and Colosseum, the Regal and the Roxy, the Tonic and the Troxy, the Princess and the Pallidrome, the Alhambra and Hippodrome. Great picture palaces, art deco and glass,

Man Is Man’s Foe

Man Is Mans Foe short poem

Man is man’s foe, Woman is woman’s foe. But a child is a child’s pal. Innocent wins innocent – Knowledge defeats knowledge, Widens the gap between the wise men, Wrecking their heads, To satisfy their revenge! One that burns the

Photography

Photography short poem

Clicks everyday, The smile that stays, The dance in the rain, The fun we gain, Clicks everyday, With laughs all day, I capture the moment, Will never come again, Clicks everyday, Keep happiness on my way, With the crazy look,

What A World

What A World prose poem

Wow what a world we live in. I wish I could power down. Shut off. But I can’t. None of us can. Bills to pay, life to live. Just around and around. What an unfortunate time to be alive ..

Powdered Boughs

Powdered Boughs short poem

Evergreens iced at river’s frozen brim December’s breath stills the burdened limb Powdered boughs winter in floral dream Recalling sweet temperate summer’s stream Where nymphs dimpled warm aqueous skin How frigid the vein now that wears stone thin But beneath

Being Beautiful

Being Beautiful long poem

As the ink flows and the heart glows, While your words rejoice in an enormous light, How do you come up with another set of questions? And still have a peaceful plight.. Trust your instinct within, Feed your fire, fuel

A Parisian Dream

A Parisian Dream short poem

I wake up to cobble stone steps, And the smell of decadent crepes! Next thing I know, I’m sipping Chardonnay, While the harmonica in the background, plays. I’m cycling through fields of sun-kissed vines, With picturesque views, I’m cheerily entwined.

Fear Of Falling

Fear Of Falling short poem

Thinking, contemplating my current situation. Scared. The lights of the city are turning down. From this view I can see everything. I’m watching her come down for the night. Helping me to not come down alone. Slowly, dying together. From

Love’s Tones

Loves Tones short poem

Love brings a sparkle of lust Or a tenderness of pure heart Tones of affection leaving you breathless for more…. Its voice caressing your soul We long to be loved and equally reciprocate. How can love break your heart It’s

Outlook Deteriorating

Outlook Deteriorating long poem

Sitting in the examination room paper crackling under your naked spine the worm of doubt working its way through your pipes just about falling asleep white noise strong as medicine honing the edge of your fever there’s a double tap

The Parents

The Parents short poem

When pillars are broken building is to drop With their support roof remains at the top With their strength destination is to hop With out them every effort is to flop Parents are but real mercy of God In their