Puritanism Poems

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The Traveller.

The Traveller. ode

Love, it’s not the first time that our eyes have met, Yet you show me nothing more than your yoga stretch, Hello swell who knows just as well that this ain’t no competition, Still you leave me forever baffled by

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Winter Wonderland

Winter Wonderland short poem

The snow has been falling for days. It’s the holiday season. Excitement builds as you wait for the day to fade into night. It is finally here you can hardly wait… You walk outside and there is it, like walking

Voyages

Voyages prose poem

Simmering on a distant shore, my minds eye floats upon. Swirling thought upon swirling thought do my reflections grow. Infinite realms offer fertile grounds to burrow through. Mountains of realities the minds eye sees one as real as them all.

Half Full

Half Full short poem

And like broken glass The secrets intensify. The vulnerability of time. Both beautiful and sad. The sound of broken glass. Despite how beautiful the shards sparkle. Despite time. You’ll never know what’s on it’s mind. Hand to glass. The prints

Winter

Winter short poem

We wake to the rumbling thunder of blood, Pumping hearts, twisted hearts, this shadow and I Squeeze into the thick silences of trees. Now the dark lights of Christmastide afflict us Twilight memories drift, flux and flicker In this breeze

Positive Expressions

Positive Expressions long poem

Positive expressions I may try to impress But you are expressing The art inside your hearts Your minds are full of moves And jumps Already reached the outermost Level The fast moves more than fast reactions Bending your bodies like

I Stand Here Alone

I Stand Here Alone long poem

I stand here alone. Afraid. Why did you ever lie to me? Dragging me further and further down with this temporary love, You had me paralysed, mesmerised with your very essence. Why couldn’t I break free..? Weak, so weak I

Vanished

Vanished short poem

a sophistication is in the air as heros meet to greet can’t even wink to dismiss this earthly bliss in a time well spent in thought she walked alone on the side of the street searching for a direction to

Incomplete

Incomplete prose poem

The night was inky black The stars were out to play The wind picked up its midnight rhythm The cold raced up and down her arm She stood still and looked on At the At the gaping nothingness beyond Ears

Search

Search short poem

SEARCH What is it that we are looking for? Validation? Connection? Approval? Appreciation? Applause? Respect? Love? Acceptance? What is it that drives us on? What is it that gives us hope? What is it that makes us carry on? What

A Ten-minute Prayer

A Ten minute Prayer short poem

One minute, I took a deep breath. Two minutes, I move my head left and right. Three minutes, I began closing my eyes. Four minutes, I started thinking of all your lies. Five minutes, tears falling down my face. Six

Trapped

Trapped short poem

Trapped, I have been trapped in this room With locked doors and no windows With nothing but a creaking bed And an old mattress too hard for comfort Once in a while a door would open But there was no

Dad

Dad long poem

There’s a man that I knew, not too close, not too far, as a child he was there to tend to my scars. A man with a past, of that I had no doubt, a man, when provoked, who knew

Left Behind

Left Behind short poem

Remember the day we met? Our hearts beating fast But minds were set Everything else was last I made you mine You made me yours’ There were many signs Love was at the front door Now I’m broke My face

I Wish I Could

I Wish I Could short poem

I remember all the ways I took, Today I am standing at the end . I just gave my journey a backward look , Yes, I am sad and my confidence bends . I wish I could start all over

The Anatomy Of Broken

The Anatomy Of Broken short poem

The old familiar sting, O blues hits in moments spent beneath the willow tree torn out faces, worn out places these memories’ll burn till I’m ashes Now more than ever, O shooting star I wish to come home where kisses

Seven Roads

Seven Roads prose poem

Ashburn paths where purple fighters slay The hemispheres match like hands folded All analogies bring you to me We run like wild nightmares We kiss like dark art on a lost street Now we must look at one another We

Dear God

Dear God short poem

Dear God I humble myself unto thee on bended knees tonight by candlelight well some say you only stride with us for so long and I know I can be a better man than I am but please don’t forsake

His first hero, her first love

His first hero, her first love short poem

He didn’t let you shed tears a sentinel who masked all your fears, donned assorted roles for fun at times a horse other times a son, made you stand on his toes he was the ring encircling you close, the

Saying Grace

Saying Grace short poem

The old man sits at his table with bowed head and folded hands. Before him is his evening meal for which he is about to say grace. He closes his eyes and the words flow from his lips. With sweet

Composed Upon Hyde Park

Composed Upon Hyde Park sonnet poems

Ah, let come this stifling breeze now to ye all! Such sweet sap envelops my every pore, Shall I await for the ever fresh rainfall? For I fear the amber of daylight no more. Dormant they recline on fields of

Define God.

Define God. prose poem

What is God? What is a god? It’s all relative. It is all semantics really. To those who wandered this globe fifty thousand years ago we’d be gods. Would those who live fifty thousand years from now be looked on

Summer

Summer prose poem

With sticks and stones, to pass our time, we roamed the countryside. Like our mouths, the earth was dry. The sun poured down on our joy ride. Summer holidays always bruised my ankles and my knees. Once it gave me

A Voice within…

A Voice within… short poem

There is a voice in me, I listen to barely. Invisible as phantom shadows, It haunts me, taunts me. I sip some poison Inebriated; It flaunts me. It knocks me off, Scissors me in two, ‘Good or evil, whose baby

Down but Not Out

Down but Not Out short poem

Caught in boundless spirals with imminent full of doubt Must accept unkind reality of being down but not out All dreams in past nurtured now appear so far removed Resolute earlier perspectives for now stand disapproved Transient phase of ambiguity

Blank, Pitch Black

Blank, Pitch Black short poem

Bunch of flowers, fresh fragrant showers, timidly waiting for something. I hear a sound buzzing around, Where am I? Where I’ve been? Is it for real? Or, is it just a dream? Tinsel beads cover the trees, and the strolling

The Fairest Maiden

The Fairest Maiden short poem

The sun comes up and the sun goes down. Spring Has turned into autumn and now all the leaves Are falling to the ground. White laced woman When will all your dreams come true? Broken Hearted she cries “I know

Musings Over A Passing Day

Musings Over A Passing  Day prose poem

It’s the new year eve once again and I am happy but a little pensive too . Silently I hear the clock ticking and watch the tiny moments slipping from my hand like the grains of sand in the hour

Milestone

Milestone long poem

Quixotic life brings wonderful thinking In such wee hour of foggy winter night Sitting on the spacious balcony with rural setting Feeling the favour of native care. With drowsy eyes. It is not uncommon in recent Thou has started to

Be Calm Be Quiet

Be Calm Be Quiet short poem

I came home happy, very delight and much overjoyed, With true hopes that might come true but before shattered. For one I was so excited but I went on path God led, My dreams were like clothes when dried in

She Is, She Isn’t…

She Is, She Isn’t… short poem

She’s my perfect girl. Every day at college she sits with me, Enjoys my company and accepts my love As I do hers… She’s my perfect girl, She knows I play too many games, And that I’m obsessed with cartoons,

Pondering Over!

Pondering Over! short poem

Are you the colors of Rainbow? To which, beautiful of beautifuls, bow Or, you are the burning sun! Enlighting the entire universe at once. Are you every visage’s fun? Every heart’s ecstasy you enhance …… Are you the drop of

Six A.m.

Six A.m. short poem

Don’t cry because he told you, That his love has slipped away, Because I once knew a boy, Who watched the sun rise every day, One morning I sat with him, Wrapped entirely in my awe, But he said he’d

Smells Murder

Smells Murder short poem

a savage desire to severe off one’s neck, the song will get a name in troubled mind, to remove the stain on tongue of black spider, you will think again to commit your sleep for that beautiful death: guess what

The Silver Lining

The Silver Lining prose poem

You came into my barren world When I had fallen short of life With beautiful dreams ever dreamt of Filling colours to each and every dream of mine With the dazzling aroma of the shining moon With the soothing breeze

Abydos (opening Of The Tomb)

Abydos (opening Of The Tomb) short poem

Well I can see the golden Falcon of Edfu circling Abydos tonight in the shadow of a blue moon, I can feel the cool, cool desert winds walking the three star path of the Jackal back to Giza again pulling

Twister

Twister short poem

Do you wanna play twister with me? want to roll up your soul with mine take off the meat suit be able to fly Let’s escape in this starfall night knock at my window break the glass kidnap my worldly

A Haiku Poem

A Haiku Poem prose poem

Bright rainbow appears sensuous sky turns orange delightful climate Wind steals dreams of leaves my fingers touch her soft cheeks love making season allure of darkness silence is delectable universe resting amazing sun set sparrow gets back to nidus darkness

Weeping Cloud.

Weeping Cloud. short poem

Drop by drop the water falls down Down on earth with a giggling sound. It makes the earth cool and soft And nourishes the life on earth with all its might. The crystal like water drops Refresh the mind and

Dare

Dare short poem

Do I dare? As the earth revolves And the sun is Obfuscated from my vision The stars begin their dance While the planets Continue their waltz. And in the island of their movement Is the ocean of the Milky Way