Putrid Poems

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Hard Nut To Crack

Hard Nut To Crack short poem

When just a little boy inured to bodily harm I stuck a bean inside my button nose which caused parental fright and alarm yielded putrid odor like weeks old black pearl jam stuck between toes Foul fumes a nauseating offal

Poems containing references to : Putrid

Myriad Moods Of A Walk in the Spring…

Myriad Moods Of A Walk in the Spring... short poem

I stare at the bride demure and dainty in her virginal veil. Lift my eyes a little to see her shed her modesty. Lusciously coquettish , an exotic eroticism as she sways to the rhythm of a wild vernal beat.

A Lament

A Lament long poem

One Life, one Fate, one Love… That one-time, ravishing, sudden love, peeling the layers of years lived in apathy, finally reaching your soul; Times, when you were anonymous to yourself, walking hollow and weary in penumbra of your life; And

Stone

Stone sonnet poems

(Tribute to the Banished Silver Surfer – he is herald again) Please tell Galactus, I can’t do his will And shine like sap that drips from putrid pine, Stare into space from some ingested pill Or from a dose of

Evaluation

Evaluation short poem

As much try shaking off odd feeling can’t avoid On face seems normalcy deep within I’m paranoid All evident brave fronts and donned blasé guise Reflect chinks in armor of societal compromise Frayed old compulsions often daunt and afflict Daubed

Fear Of The Dark

Fear Of The Dark prose poem

When black ink spills across the sky The time when ravens roam the heavens When the mythical beast gobbles up the sun Robbing me of the light I need to survive It becomes too dark for my preference. Pitch-black, that

Dissociation

Dissociation ballad

Pots of gold. Rainbows. Lala lands and Elves. Twinkling stars and lightening strikes. Bridges that end in the middle of the river and smiling babies are In my dreams. No more hurts and no more pain. No more strikes from

The Fly

The Fly short poem

The Fly lurks around putrid matter and delights in savouring human waste. The distasteful things we love to hate satisfy his insatiable taste for foul smelling things that are better cast in the bin from our very sight. He does

Gypsy

Gypsy short poem

When I look at the 2 pair of eyes, I wonder about the perception. What are the adjectives used, What are the defining values? Given the negative light, Of a self-image, And the ka-ching, Ominously amiss, I wonder, if the

The Weighing Machine And I

The Weighing Machine And I short poem

I dread the weight machine That horrible, putrid little thing It tells me lies that shatter me Clasping my throat that I can’t breathe Every time I step onto its platform The spring beneath contorts in pain It bends its

Sullied Sands

Sullied Sands short poem

Dark ink flows through trembling hands, telling of doom in distant lands with hate as fuel and tyranny it’s goal, the ink seeks to blacken the brightest soul. The sands of time blow soft through the dunes, sullied and tarnished

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Lucky and Unluncky

Lucky and Unluncky short poem

I was Lucky – To have known you, To meet you, To go all head over heels, To fall for you, And by all means To be the one you loved To make you go crazy for me To hold

Scrapbook

Scrapbook short poem

The story of her life began with him, Coming up to her he brought in the love scene, Everything had been so picture perfect, It seemed straight out of a silver screen..! The photographs of that era brings, Tears in

Pretty Creature

Pretty Creature short poem

Pretty soul with mysterious memories A treasure to discover through the troubles A deep ocean to swim and dive Spreading fast virus to never ending love The cause of heartache and hypertension Unsolved case without understandable emotions Romantic creature with

Napoleon’s Europe

Napoleons Europe short poem

Europe my realm and my prized possession, I instill in thee our novel ideals, for your feudal laws our conquest repeals. Our boisterous wind of emancipation liberates Spain from draconian inquisition. Of the proud Brit’s stupendous earning power, an Egyptian

Invisible Heartaches

Invisible Heartaches long poem

It goes without saying; soon the cow barn will be full & men quite drunk, Women busy preparing to feed stomachs and give one of their own away, To who, doesn’t it matter? Old, too old or extremely old, a

Invisible

Invisible long poem

Being invisible is like being a ghost Being a ghost is like not existing. The only one who can see you is your shadow Your companion who never leaves you But ignores you throughout the day. Somedays you have to

Ah, It’s A Mom’s Way

Ah, Its A Moms Way short poem

Unrequited love is heartache Was what an eight year old had Taken home and told his mom While quizzed about the movie He had gone along with his elder cousins Being the best friend she was and Always been, clasped

The Rain

The Rain short poem

Dancing lightning, hovering clouds with thunder sound, silver liquid drops of rain piercing on the ground. Summon the saga of romance to my heart’s core, and disseminate my longing for you like forest fire. Sweet smelling breeze floods through the

2,000 And Something Years Later

2,000 And Something Years Later long poem

2,000 AND SOMETHING YEARS LATER We still need him more than ever… Of course his wasn’t the best of times but Things just keep getting worse and now It’s here to you’re and mine… Well and I just can’t stand

Alone In Eden

Alone In Eden prose poem

Though I had an amazing and awesome father , and my husband was a most remarkable man, still, I felt alone. Alone is not a good place to be. Nevertheless, alone is the place I found myself. That is, until

Song

Song short poem

‘As the sun gently leave this desert plain With wistful silence in the twilight air And birds softly close their sweet refrain As they firmly rest in their evening lair In the depths of this cloudy terrain Where the skies

In Love With The Gangster!

In Love With The Gangster! prose poem

Drinking frizzy drop of the sentimental smoke Absorbing rhythmic murmur of the dancing peacock Gradually and completely, I felt him in my beats Following that voice among thousands of tweets The shimmering, scarlet, feminine blood Rapidly flowing over the marble

He Who Learns Must Suffer

He Who Learns Must Suffer short poem

Strange thoughts give words a pain. A mountain unfolds a tunnel.He who carries a vase of ashes must enter the gate to plot a path for history.Ideas have turned into stones. A violence erupts in long winter night. Nobody understands

I Am Beige

I Am Beige short poem

And painted so Although I am instead Just red Around the corners of my nose Where the nostrils bend inwards Towards the life giving mucus To germs and what not I am also Black with dirt Under my otherwise Surgically

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

End of Love

End of Love short poem

One Thousand Dreams, Thrills, Fogs of December You wake up in a lonely station when people passing.. One Thousands way to escape like every one did you met… in another world everyone is vagabond.. Mama was gone, you don’t know

Let’s Be Positive

Lets Be Positive long poem

so, like always, morning comes and brings with it news none browses but the pages sit still on the table, irate indifferent we go about our lives, erase the outline we spied, out of the corner of our eye on

Stoning

Stoning short poem

A weeping willow was telling a trove of memories, for an ancient provenance where the lake sleeps. Why the sheen of water brings out ephemerality of ‘if’. You want to take a holy dip, never to come up again in

Attention

Attention long poem

I was feeling depressed as none paid attention to me I thought best way to get attention is to die & I tried I took out a long rope to hang The rope cut and I fell down I took

Blessed???

Blessed??? short poem

Blessed??? So called destiny pushed me to an end, Found comfort and peace in writing, Making Poetry my best friend. Revisiting the past had never brought solace, Penning each emotion, hurt and pain, Aided in ending the distress with absolute

Minotaur

Minotaur short poem

Blue has me full sway a tide of it clingy as gelatin moving me in short shifts and I without excitement wonder where I tried falling in love my creepy overstuffed stare some non-commercial beauty seeming unspoiled I’m not what

Before Abraham Was I Am

Before Abraham Was I Am short poem

(A Versification of the Evoluted Past in the Convoluted Present Tense) Once upon a billion aeons ago, When mucks are gene pools of protozoa; Long before Ape is the forebear of Abraham And amoeba the forebear of ape-man, I am…

Your Beautiful (lethal) Life

Your Beautiful (lethal) Life elegy

Shooting star With a quicksilver mind, You deserve to go so far, Can’t someone stop you Before you ruin your soul, With irreversible harm? Drinking all day, Every single day, Out of your head on booze, Is this the life,

The Unsung Song

The Unsung Song long poem

Like a moth inside the cocoon, Waiting to kiss the bright sun, Growing its wings in silence, Slowly losing its innocence. The girl next to me seems pretty, My talks to her sweet and witty, I learned a new word

Life Changes

Life Changes short poem

The birds are so bright with their song The rain from the night still lingers on The coldness of the breeze cuts surprisingly long The darkness turns to light and to the day you now belong The slumbering sleep becomes

To Braze A Star

To Braze A Star long poem

You raise me from my deathlike slumber- only to die out in silence like a shooting star. With sweet words you buffer- my heart into a steaming samovar! Your frown sinks like a smiting bolder- ruining my entire day like

Embracing The Sea

Embracing The Sea short poem

Sensuous touch of sea Waves whispering to me Enfold me in its close embrace Stirring my soul With eternal joy. Every grain of sand Tells a story As the voice of sea Speaks to my soul Of passions in life.

Sad Eyes

Sad Eyes short poem

His skin is the color of dark chocolate, his complexion is flawless, his eyes are caramel; they are big and beautiful, but they have a hint of sadness in it. He looks lost. His eyes seem to wonder a lot,

Quest

Quest short poem

I opened my eyes and saw her first, She was my savior in hunger and thirst, I cling to her till I grew And then I wanted something new. A passion drove me to taste and smell, The world that