Reaper Poems

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The Old-Timer And Reaper

The Old Timer And Reaper long poem

T’was late at night when a knock came at the door: Not much could be heard, but the sound of a snore. When the old man suddenly awoke to his feet Angrily screaming and cursing, like never before. “This better

My Solitary Reaper

My Solitary Reaper short poem

I think about the soft velvety eyes, Wet in wait- Of a resolve of distance. Yonder do they stare at- Looking for the clouds the eyes love. Blue sky gazes down at him too, Benign and protective of his space.

The Reaper Is Waiting!

The Reaper Is Waiting! short poem

As mom lays me down to sleep. I Don’t pray to god because me he cant keep. I fear the shadow and ice cold reap. For he is here to take my hand. I will not live to become a

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The Futility Of War

The Futility Of War short poem

Death; The Dealer of the final deck of life. No hidden agendas, just a cold slate to wipe. With hand and sword or with rock and stone, with shaft sailing deadly through grey skies, alone. The smarter the weapon, the

Emptiness

Emptiness short poem

The carcass lay on solid ground but no more a part of it as the future not yet found A symbol of the wasteland on which nothing matters and even the winds do not make a sound The driest and

Auburn Dawn

Auburn Dawn short poem

I believe, I had not arrived when you were arbitrating between naked steel and the truth. Violence were you. I was watching the burning pyres in a row. Small hands were collecting the ashes, casting glances on the falcons. Why

The Visit

The Visit prose poem

The Seventh Day church built on the bend I curse at the perfection Alongside these potholes dug deep A cemetery for hope Down the road the Pentecostal one wore a hat It seems the years had stripped away all that

Revolution

Revolution prose poem

Falling from the sky our memories of pain, the time you cried and fought for freedom, independence from me, the one who raised you cared and loved you, you meant so much, now I understand my past mistakes, standing here,

A Secluded Soul

A Secluded Soul short poem

A deep burn inside , Ignites the fire within, A step closer , It aggregates more and more , I a secluded soul . It’s not a mere fall , but a reminiscent one no medicine could heal, The sweet

Mine Liberal Hierarchical Goodbye Construct

Mine Liberal Hierarchical Goodbye Construct elegy

Absent deliberate intervention vis a vis suicide, supposed “natural” longevity of generic human primate ride ding bareback across avast broke back mountain minus pride defies accurate prediction, though hypothetical projections can override unknown factors, whereby excluding misfortune nationwide (and/or globally

The End Of The Dream

The End Of The Dream long poem

As the sun peeps out over misty morning hills and the dawn chorus calls with its piercing shrill, the demons of the night skulk slowly away, a sidelong glance at the few who got away. He rises and stretches and

Ford’s Theater, April 15th, 1865,

Fords Theater, April 15th, 1865, ode

Petersen House, Washington, D.C. (i admit to own a passion for the Civil War in general, and the life and death of the sixteenth president in particular). between a hard spot of whiskey and draughts of arrack nonetheless (without doubt),

L’amant Interdite

L’amant Interdite long poem

The days are past, long since forsaken; When I was mellow, unfazed and did as I was bidden. I was smitten by the world, by its values and vices; I was molded by this world, by my morals and choices.

Next Stop

Next Stop short poem

Two tickets, for a train to down under. Take me with you, for my birth was a blunder. Walking as blind energy, from day to day. Giving up the hope to pray, as I lay, Myself down, in my self-inflictions,

Sleep Paralysis

Sleep Paralysis long poem

The children were purpled at a very quick glance you could kid yourself they’d gotten into grape juice taken the blueberries out of the freezer had a fight with makeup of some kind they were just dead each lying on

Broken

Broken short poem

Ahead of time, the hammer sounds for you; The shattered realm around our hearts comes into view. We are broken in two by the lies you told; The reaper has come to collect your soul. You’re feeling shattered, your body

My Contingency Measure In Case Of…armageddon

My Contingency Measure In Case Of…armageddon ode

My Contingency Measure in case of…Armageddon Aisle putt ta ma head but tween these skinny legs and kiss thine braying ass good-bye asper ma person, thine gluteus maximus a boot the size of a hand held palm pilot cell phone,

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Let Silence Of Words, Be The Modes Of Talk

Let Silence Of Words, Be The Modes Of Talk short poem

Let silence of words, be the modes of talk. Let peace avenge, the soars of tough walks. Let justifications and clarifications be at bay. Just let understanding of love blossom your way. Let mind be clear of clutters and baggage

The Clock

The Clock short poem

I remember, The Clock, Beige and White of my child days That used to spell time perfect… Now is broken but the time never stopped, And on the wall they hung a newer one the time never stopped I saw

Delusion

Delusion short poem

I dream of a walk of love, in unpleasant weather I dream of your presence, in moments of pain I dream of kindness and humility, done together I dream of acceptance for my harsh words I dream of sweet notes,

Take A Lover

Take A Lover long poem

“Take a lover” she said As if it were my choice. As if there would be a line-up and I would walk along it and grab a lover by the hand, turn calmly to the audience and state, “This one

Before You Came

Before You Came long poem

Before you came thing were just what they were: The road precisely a road, the herizon fixed, The limit of what could be seen, A glass of wine was no more than a glass of wne. With you the world

Identification Of The Cutest Creation Ever!

Identification Of The Cutest Creation Ever! long poem

Identification of the Cutest Creation Ever! ‘He’ or ‘It’- What should I call? A God’s creation that came into existence, Thirteen years ago. A creation of flesh and bone, Purely naïve and totally ignorant About the cruelties and cleverness Of

Banquet

Banquet short poem

For a knife, sharp is best, a good friend a valuable tool in your preparations epitome of confidence, hacker of haunches an extension of the hand and of the will however it keeps you at a remove, though those precise

Brave Face

Brave Face short poem

How brave, in reality, is a ‘brave face’? A facade shared, it would seem, by the majority of the human race. Beneath the flaking paint of a painted mask lies a truth too long and painful to explain no matter

Sky Is The Limit

Sky Is The Limit prose poem

We have heard many say Sky is the limit What is this Sky about For doing so many things Helping the needy Achieving a goal Setting great targets To become “somebody” To scale a mountain To cross a big river

Absence Of Certainty

Absence Of Certainty prose poem

Messengers of God came To reform men All toiled hard to spread goodness and upbraid vices Generally they suffered and were agonized Noble minds believed and weak minds not So happened with the wit of every learned or enlightened person

The Lively Classroom

The Lively Classroom sonnet poems

Every lesson, whether drama or art There’s always laughter from us that will part Something funny must have been passed around We’ll try to stay quiet, but still make sound The teacher stops, to either smile or frown They look

Love Sonnet 115

Love Sonnet 115 short poem

You made ascent to high thresholds of dreams, Much higher than where angels dwell on wings, And all the cost of sleep your mirth redeems With sheer magic the near-experience brings; You fluttered in my every reverie, As though a

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

The Forbidden Hill

The Forbidden Hill short poem

Don’t go to the forbidden hill! Once five men went to see. But three were killed by the fire From those flying chariots. And two were killed by them With fire-spitting weapons, To teach others a lesson. You know, the

When Life Meets Death

When Life Meets Death short poem

In the tropical section of the Earth. There stays a period, Brimful of sufferings and pain. That tends to seek, Any and all drop of blood . Then the time has chosen a turn, And brought in a moderate silence,

Pitfalls Of The Imagination

Pitfalls Of The Imagination long poem

It’s a childish sensibility that builds its own walls With drawbridge, moat and ramparts to break down Besieged for years by catapults and archers and fire-slinging foes Before the fortress finally falls and the flag is captured That’s when he

Power Of The Goddess!

Power Of The Goddess! long poem

It was celebration of the Panguni Pongal for the sixth day People assemble before the Goddess Kaali, to pray Big sand pot is full of water Below is a stock of wood, set to enter Water is set to boil,

Life is Beautiful

Life is Beautiful short poem

Feeling wonderful, With all the things, Life has thrown my way… No more frowns, Faking all the smiles, Like those of a clown… Listening to the birds, As they sing their song, And fly far away… I’m living my life,

Unbelieving

Unbelieving short poem

Today gives me an ethernal hurting of the raging night, my moon had crashed on the wings of flamingoes While saying farewell to crying winds of the creek when waves slapping sideways on crazy shores of silence, another watchman of

The Twilight Zone

The Twilight Zone short poem

The day bleeds slowly, blots across the blackening sky, red drips into the nothingness, darkness overpowers the light; I fly back to my lonely nest, hunted by the crescent moon, only the stars offer me sight, I long to be

Out Of His Element

Out Of His Element short poem

I saw a sparrow today–one small, speckled Bird, feathers fluffed against wind-toothy Rain. Driven from the sky by leaden clouds Weeping over densely packed buildings and Cold streets, he picked his dripping way to The curb to stare in blank

By The Fire

By The Fire short poem

We escaped to the north shore of the California coast. Drove through the gates and said hello to the host. Slept by the sea and reclined in it’s embrace. Overwhelming enchanting breezes in our secret place. Viewed the ocean’s expanse

Dear Friends

Dear Friends short poem

At the lowest ebb In the flowing stream Comes a stab of pain To make him scream Pills and potions Just dont seem to work And he’s pushed to the point Of going berserk Yet surrounded by love And dear

Dreaming About Me

Dreaming About Me long poem

Well are you DREAMING ABOUT ME baby ‘cuz I’m dreaming about you do you want me to be your fantasy come true oh do you want me baby do you want me well I want you do you need me

Whirl, Seek And Discover

Whirl, Seek And Discover short poem

Matter and spirit Noisy and quiet A timeless circle Magnificent miracle Of life and death Poverty and wealth A world designed Just to remind You to live in harmony A peaceful ceremony A fruit from a tree With a seed