Retaliation Poems

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She Is The One!

She Is The One! long poem

Good Morning Love.. What will you have for breakfast? A pancake with just a tip of honey, Get it fast, I have to go earn money! Here you go, now eat up before the dog starts to drool. Oh Jeez!

Poems containing references to : Retaliation

Confess

Confess short poem

We should have played truth or dare instead we played confess. This was down in the mildew basement mother-in-law apartment an unrented rental in a suburb notorious for its decline of population. Confess someone would say and point. It would

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The Glass

The Glass short poem

It is quiet now Only sounds of startled breath The glass lies quiety, soundlessly now, shattered upon the stairs Shining in the moonlight An impression of diamonds from rain It is dark You are unable to see the tears, the

Penchant Of A Pensive Poetess

Penchant Of A Pensive Poetess elegy

Relieve me of this cruel Subterranean passion Or douse dispiriting reason Cast out the angst Heart distressed Regain your soothing rhythm Return to me Resilience Revoke this grim oppression Please recall Lost resolve Compel its requisition Don’t consign me to

Break

Break short poem

During the full charge of the afternoon words or figures tumbling out of you something the size and scent of work remember that it is unimportant vow to come to yourself pull back from those artificial languages feel your heart

Don’t Go Now!

Dont Go Now! short poem

The sky has turned red; However the feelings in my heart are not dead. The sun is about to rise; I cannot forget those beautiful eyes. You cried the whole evening; I was strong, as I thought this will be

Wash Day

Wash Day short poem

When I was a little girl, wash day was always a big event. Grandma didn’t own a washer or dryer. She washed her clothes in a big cast iron wash pot. I remember that we had to get wood to

Drops Of Life

Drops Of Life short poem

Sitting besides the window , I watched the gloomy cumulus clouds Above the rolling hills. Suddenly, a gush of wind entered Through the open widow. The sun which tried to make its appearance Through the dark and thick clouds, Hid

Set Your Heart On Go!

Set Your Heart On Go! long poem

SET YOUR HEART ON GO and put your dreams in motion You’ve got the power don’t you know if you got the notion Believe in yourself and just let your passion flow like a river From out of the deepest

Different Shades

Different Shades short poem

Do you envision a creeping fear climbing the minaret to reach the moon? A debate has started between believers and non-believers. Why not he who lives in eternal emptiness climbs down and settles the dispute of hymns in the scortching

Shards

Shards short poem

Shards, Your shards you have to pick up, Shattered all over the flo’r, Scattered like someone knocked over a house of cards, How can you look at yourself? Blame the shards for cutting your hands, Cuss them out using every

Vocabulary Lesson

Vocabulary Lesson prose poem

it’s true that I am cerebral and erudite I use words both pithy and expositional which is to say I am constantly engaged in the act of expounding, setting forth, and explaining my point of view allow me to pontificate-

Friends Or Foes?

Friends Or Foes? short poem

Women live by heart Men live by their heads. Former is close to Nature The latter aims at assets. Women’s path is of love Men’s is of meditation, Former flows out of heart The latter from concentration. Women tend to

The Visit

The Visit prose poem

A sound sleep ends with sounds of wings and tiny crashes of small things; my eyes roam round the room to search the scene, and soon I know it’s not a dream. And then the wings take flight again from

Nothingness And Being

Nothingness And Being short poem

Sometimes lurking in corner. Sometimes tumbling down endlessly, and sometimes with frozen smile immolating oneself before an idol to be. He danced imprisoned in a glass case whole life. Overcoming the pretentious inhibition to stand naked in dimlights of arguments.

My Vigil Light

My Vigil Light prose poem

I set on a journey, I thought I was alone I set off with a heart of stone Wearing armour, you couldn’t see It weighed me down, you wouldn’t know. My weapons, my emotional bow, fit well, made of strength,

Existence

Existence long poem

When something exists, the opposite does too Black and white, hot and cold, old and new Love and hate, heaven and hell, left and right North and South, peace and war, day and night To give, to fix, to begin,

The Tippler

The Tippler short poem

Drowning in glass and aluminum Seduced by a sadistic lover A nickel for your thoughts And a penny for another Self worth turns to self pity As the shimmering facade is drained Expressions once so full of life Have become

Rainy Story

Rainy Story short poem

Clouds strayed in the sky Like lambs in the pasture; Winds roared at the high Like lions in the leisure; Thunders struck on the roof Like shoots of the troop; Fears brood in the heart Like snakes creep in dark;

Make Your Own Footprints In The Sand

Make Your Own Footprints In The Sand long poem

Make your own footprints in the sand When you walk through life and look back at your path in reflection, You can see the path trodden through the sands in life, footprints in more than one direction. It is easy

Pretty Hurts

Pretty Hurts short poem

She didn’t cry pretty. She cried like her tears were blood Flowing from the vein Where the shards of glass Were put to ease the pain She didn’t cry pretty. She cried like it burns Like the first sip of

Lost Someone Special

Lost Someone Special long poem

This is about someone special Someone so special that any special person could be to anyone And sharing with you about this special person Makes me feel special too I look back to the times I spent with him Where

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

Was It Worth It?

Was It Worth It? long poem

(Britain, post-referendum) Dear Mister Prime Minister, Was it worth it? Was it worth cutting off Our country’s trade benefits, our commodity trade, Like the testicles of a prizewinning bull? Was it worth it? Was it worth tightening our borders, Like

Featureless And White

Featureless And White short poem

This night of the long vigil has betrayed my soul. Columns of smoke arise from the landscape of shrines. There is no need now, to sing the praise of oblique wars. Truth has made a big dent in my heart.

Worthless

Worthless short poem

If tongue is the way to words Than I have that tongue My tongue is worthless Will you listen to me? If eye is the sense for sight Than I have that eye My eyes are worthless Will you see

Eyes Like Snake

Eyes Like Snake short poem

Your eyes are like snake so charming and so warming Your gait is like a deer which give impression of beer Your all other body gestures are so daring and alarming I have taken you in being wonderfully near and

An Eighteen Year Old Lad

An Eighteen Year Old Lad short poem

Here I am, an eighteen year old lad Born and brought up like a prince, by my mum and dad Never cried in pain, neither by lack of any leisure Taking birth in this heaven had always been a pleasure.

The Cream And The Coffee

The Cream And The Coffee short poem

Into bitter molten depths Treacle-dark and aromatic Swirled a creamy linen light Tantalising, limbs ecstatic Weak and trailing, meek and gentle Doomed at first to dark absorption Probing, twirling, infiltrating Spiralling with limp contortion Mild, yet purposeful and sure Edging,

Death

Death long poem

in this December and January of my 70th year death has had me at its beck and call in a way it never has before daily I feel it and know it every day I know you know we all

Shapeshifter

Shapeshifter short poem

A lost soul on stolen time wonders like a landscape drifter For I am that which stands before you, a bottom feeder and shapeshifter Wizards watch wrath without wondering why Wither away like roses in winter whispering a thundering cry

Say Yes

Say Yes short poem

they always engross to bury you and you are digging that your true face rise up with no any word of complain until something miraculous happen with you so you kept mum and like Sisyphus you may grow up or

Implicate

Implicate short poem

Is it all just a big mistake The Earth got bored and had a big earthquake Did the universe decide instead of expanding lets just create The postman arrives at ten past eleven and he’s five minutes late I sit

Father

Father short poem

His last breaths…. from within a white Portland ward, beneath white sheets. Were silent endearing sounds. They were not born of pain, but of peace. His loyal wife…his bonded sons at his side. The oldest son softly whispering, “Go to

Summer Rain

Summer Rain short poem

The pitter-patter begins on a cue, To leave behind shiny drops of dew, Sparkling with their many colours and hues, The smell of fresh green grass comes alive, anew. The quick drops splash down, Ridding the city of her hot

Mistake

Mistake short poem

Mistakes are generally committed in plenty while Life moves on as lengthy Mistakes doesn’t flash before thought It springs up only after thought Mistakes are mostly UN intentional but they are pointed out as intentional Mistakes in life are the

Agony

Agony short poem

Let me douse this flame with tears. My nightingale will sing no more. Ringed by dragons, I decide to tie knot with a tempest. When the birds start dying the frightened choir becomes dumb. I wait for the butterfly effect:

Error Upon Error

Error Upon Error short poem

Columbus got blamed for it all Thinking that India is where he landed The people, “Indians” he would call Error to another added As still it has been so Since centuries ago. What if to Mars I would then sail

Christmas Eyes

Christmas Eyes short poem

Your eyes are the only Christmas lights that deserve to be seen all year long. -Anonymous Switch off the TV, it is performing to blind eyes Unplug the internet, let’s disconnect the outside Pile duvets on the sofa and we’ll

Revelation

Revelation short poem

I’m not my own kind, but a unique human I can’t settle for good, when I can be awesome I have a smile that is charged and infectious I dance with absolute abandon and joy I’m a free soul with