Phantoms Poems

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Freedom From Phantoms

Freedom From Phantoms short poem

what does freedom mean to you think before you rehearse the lines given to you by those who claim to fight your battles for you do you want to be free from the phantoms panting in their heads? are you

Phantoms

Phantoms short poem

Little child in me remembers the phantom, Muscular and masked, Penetrating eyes, Outwitting the enemies in a flash, Reading with bated breath; Here I am glued to the screen, Phantoms running and scaling heights, Crawling with creepers around, With little

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Anorexic Girl

Anorexic Girl short poem

Sometimes she whispers in my ear, a tapestry of pain and fear whose warp and weft weave haunted days and nightmare dreams through woeful sobs and blooded screams; till phantoms from a private hell enshroud me in a chilling spell.

Self Medication

Self Medication prose poem

Pharmacist’s pantry or landlord’s larder, choices aplenty for a mind so disposed. Maximum dosage to test the boundaries, roulette wheel silently spinning. Senses slither away like an exposed serpent, seeking the shapelessness of the shadows. The comforting numbness of certain

The Goat’s Tale

The Goats Tale short poem

“There’s magic in the Coolroe-stream, or pucks weave herb into the browse to make me dream… In Killorglin town I bowed before a virgin-queen, who gave a crown to make me king with vision over everything. Our match remained unconsumate.

Anatomical Pieces

Anatomical Pieces prose poem

Sweltering insurgencies of electric power chords Tribal reverberations of skin-stretched drum boards Rolling and filling, syncopating the noise of the tinkle toys the gutless boys enraptured in the music the anthem Of invidious phantoms. My eyes hurt inside and I

Madly Burns The Evening Sun

Madly Burns The Evening Sun long poem

Fahrenheit mid twenties on dole skint Saturdays bordered in black and white diamond linoleum. Lost in days. I acridly observe the English countryside on a coffee table pamphlet. My minds unbridled in those munching country lanes. But sometimes it’s Lost,

Love Sonnet 163

Love Sonnet 163 sonnet poems

Love, bless this quest I am about to start, I’ll sail the seas and leave lonely this wharf, And like in days, when errand knights depart, Please throw to me your lovely kiss-marked scarf; I’ll look in waves for semblance

Munch

Munch long poem

Fahrenheit mid twenties on dole skint Saturdays bordered in black and white diamond linoleum. Lost in days. I acridly observe the English countryside on a coffee table pamphlet. My minds unbridled in those munching country lanes. But sometimes it’s Lost,

For William Boroughs

For William Boroughs short poem

Night after night, with the stillness of death, dreams flashing on the screen of the mind, rasping breath going of like minute bombs thru’ the constant o of the mouth, groping hands giving off carbonic fumes, sculpturing odoriferous forms, abstract

Malevolent Mental Maelstrom

Malevolent Mental Maelstrom ballad

Fiendish and gruesome phantasmagoric denizens Dwell deep inside subterranean vault perform an evil dance Haunt psychic landscape with imaginary (yet realistic) Gargoyle visitations that cast a macabre trance Nocturnal unconscious invaders cavort and gallivant Disturb quiescent sleep with devilish and

Paradigm Of Chaos

Paradigm Of Chaos short poem

Cast your gaze upon this earth; The home of man, And a million others. The days are past, when we wallowed in dirt; Fragile and helpless, prey To nature’s hunters. Observe us now- We thrive in shallow ecstasy; Blissfully unaware

April

April prose poem

I will end up at the sky gates, as a thirsty spike, roving around in valleys, looking for a crippled dream. I am an almond tree, a stolen joy for a feast of phantoms. I bend to the mornings’ face,

Dreams

Dreams prose poem

Even the sweetest darling dreams At times act as terrible antagonists And scare me to death Like the phantoms haunt a deserted castle Oh my God !….Please help me…huhuhu…. Am I not akin to a deserted castle? The castle where

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My Last Poem

My Last Poem short poem

You will always be my great love So true, it consumed me It’s the kind everyone would want to have Warnings, dangers, I refused to see My heart is broken I cannot stop the tears from fallin’ I love you

Dream

Dream short poem

What I cannot do in real, I can do that in my dream … All my thoughts fill with life All my thoughts flow like a stream… My fears decease I can do anything in my dream I can talk

Wish To Fly Ahead

Wish To Fly Ahead short poem

The infinite, I am Wish to fly ahead Towards the limitless cross all the boundaries. Down to the ground And again to rise up I am, like a butterfly With fearless freedom. Want to taste the freedom To think, speak

Under the Banyan Tree

Under the Banyan Tree ode

The Giant Banyan Tree in the country-side, Bunches of thick ropes hanging downward, Full of dark green leaves.Bats hanging from, Its branches with open wings.This ancient Banyan Tree has seen many ups and downs. Our grandmother’s village is calm and

Orb

Orb short poem

Majestically it spins. Eons in place. One of countless. Silently reflecting, glistening in the void. Dance of the worlds graceful silence, choreography of the cosmos. All spinning, dancing to creations music. Immense it all be. Yet, finding comfort in the

Autumn Angel

Autumn Angel short poem

Beautiful golden haired Autumn Angel Don’t look so sad tonight, if the man you Gave your heart to isn’t here tonight Then do you really need him in your life? If you want my opinion, you deserve A whole lot

Sombre Day

Sombre Day short poem

Ushering in a shadowy day, Coral Sky is twisting slowly away From whispering white to sombre grey The gently passing time is slain, From bones of those who did succumb Ushering in a darker day. Blue pastel skies will fade

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

You And Me

You And Me short poem

You’re the cracked head, I’m the loose screw, Crazy are the things we do,and the things we’ve been through, On our own and together Every day , Every weather; The darkest of your secrets,and the dirtiest ones All the sarcasm

Rainbow Rhyme.

Rainbow Rhyme. long poem

Through shades of dark red embered fires, so many unfulfilled desires When orange suns and sallow skies created more than pain filled eyes That once watched tired yellow moons reach out to cast star silver runes, As they spread out

Cried Me A River

Cried Me A River short poem

I cried me a river many times.
 Mostly for my children.
 The daughter I wanted protected.
 For my son with big ideas,
 stranger whose world collapsed.
 After my brother and a few friends died
 knowing their role in my life,


Relationship

Relationship prose poem

Our Life is woven around relationships Relationships are bound by stages in life An infant is bonded to its mother Kids mingle with fellow children Youths have proximity to friends Married couple share their Love with each other Professionals with

Never Forgotton

Never Forgotton short poem

I love you from afar. I love you so much I let you go. I wanted you to have the life I could not give you. I could not hug or tuck you in at night, kiss away the tears,

The Bro You All Knew

The Bro You All Knew ballad

He will grant you those wishes And make them come true In the blink of an eye Gold and silver for you The price you must pay Costs more everyday Not valued in money Nor formed out of clay Stolen

Best Ever Made

Best Ever Made short poem

Looking up, looking down. I can feel my heart beat fast. I can sense the betrayal by my conscious, my feelings surrendering to him. there is no escape point here, but only the extraction point. I tried to hide behind

The Light

The Light short poem

come and hold, my heart shouted but someone held my hand behind. words gushed out of my mind… let me go…i yelled.. but no mercy was shown rather was i held hard. i tried to escape, but all in vain.

Christmas Cracker

Christmas Cracker short poem

The table is set and the turkey’s fine, ‘taters, sprouts and a glass of cheap wine. Crackers, party hats, bad jokes and toys, plenty of fun for good girls and boys. Pass me the stuffing, cranberry sauce, Yorkshire pudding and

Immaculacy

Immaculacy short poem

Consensual drop. White bougainvilleas were falling on green eyes, as I climb the sun. Not a loss. The seeds will carry an image of a fallen hero on the hairy chest of a spilled sperm- into the rippled lake of

If Tomorrow Never Comes

If Tomorrow Never Comes short poem

Said you’ll see her tomorrow, When all she hoped, was for you to hold her a moment longer… Today. You thought you’d make it up to her next time, When all she craved for, is your time… Today. You gave

The Empty Rattan Chair

The Empty Rattan Chair short poem

As I hold her wrinkled hand in mine I look at her eyes so divine The smile on her face shows joy in her heart It shall remain and never depart… She sits in her rattan chair She falls asleep

Indifferent Species

Indifferent Species short poem

Floating thoughts, Waves of sea, sunshine, Vast emptiness – mingle altogether; Species of the day is least bothered… What’s going on and what’s not! If at all a heavy blow of wind will try To destroy the ‘civilisation’ May be

Algorithm of confusions- “The Parting”

Algorithm of confusions  The Parting short poem

I tried hiding my tears behind the smile I had…expecting you to read my mind!!! Disappointed again!!  my heart never takes things light … it pains.. When it comes as possessiveness versus pervert guesses, the latter becomes my image now

From Maine To Louisiana

From Maine To Louisiana short poem

Callan sleepwalks the screenporch accompanied by the wind (which tugs her cream chemise in fitful jinks) and her improbable Polish last name its consonant-rich taunt sunk into her psyche like some cypress splinter so long imbedded it has gone past

Reading Emily Dickinson’s Poem

Reading Emily Dickinsons Poem short poem

If Hope is the thing with feathers, perhaps Life is that stony thing, that stony Enigma. If someday, somehow, somewhere, I catch some glimpses of what makes a heart, a stone, and what makes a stone, watery before someone dies…

Fable Of Love

Fable Of Love short poem

Lets start from where we all know it best, Once upon a time…. Away from cruelty and crime, Lived a beautiful LOVE, Peaceful and contented as a dove. Clever and witty, With smiles so pretty. Naive and vulnerable the soul,

Sea Of Sorrows

Sea Of Sorrows short poem

These deep dark sorrows come in waves So hard to stay afloat They drag me under day by day Keep praying for a boat I struggle for one breath of air As I begin to sink Left with this bittersweet