Revive Poems

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Revive

Revive sonnet poems

revive thee the son of tome where casteth thee thy rays where goest thee and thy solid shadows this morning this early seteth thou sun or where is the mama’s only son that one strong once bold young man adored

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Happy Joy

Happy Joy short poem

Where is all the happy joy, I had as girl, you had as a boy. The type that you got when you played with a toy, It’s all in office, the work place the bottle, If you don’t soon revive

Rivive Thee

Rivive Thee sonnet poems

Revive thee the sun of home, REVIVE THEE the son of Tome.. where casteth thee thy piping rays where goest thee thy solid shadows mama’s only son and pride of Tom” that one strong , once bold ,young man adored

The Mirror

The Mirror short poem

You have given up Laid down your arms Whilst thinking that you are Still fighting, still going strong You have been blinded By the antithesis of love So much so that now you don’t even know Your ass from your

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Tavern Turn

Tavern Turn short poem

A tavern Simple-complex, happy-low, A water hole full of regulars Heartbroken, shy or smitten Wealthy or wily smugglers. A rustic smoking a cigar, Passing colloquial remarks, A skillful pianist playing, A journey an artist embarks. A wanderer at heart, I

Cancer In My Veins

Cancer In My Veins long poem

An earthquake in my hearts’ kingdom Peaks and troughs,patterns were random Nurses making the fastest moves Trying to fill my cancerian grooves Blackening my last scarlet blood drop Weakening my smooth breaths’ rope I felt the cracks in closed,transparent, glass

Life chipping away

Life chipping away short poem

Daily I see a different me, each morning I notice- an iota of sheen missing, a part of me has withered, chipping regularly from somewhere or the other, a delta difference between me and the me from yesterday, Am I

Noah’s Rain

Noahs Rain short poem

They said, “Never!”, as Noah announced the incredulous. Noah said, “It’s going to rain”, to all who would listen They shouted in unison, “Never has it been, nor ever shall it be! Water comes from creeks, ponds, rivers, and from

Atmosphere

Atmosphere short poem

I gotta keep going , even if I can’t stay on that one road I will go on and on So even if I am wrong I have people around me that push me back there On my way to

Oh No Not Again

Oh No Not Again long poem

Here we go again trying to revive something That has long since been dead and somebody Said I see red well and here we go again Going around and around again… Oh and I feel a strange change from the

Limited

Limited short poem

sensations sense the limited bound by the apertures that read time my conditioned mind interprets the words that come through in streams, as lines of information a matrix of data, through the windows of the sensual eyes, my faded account

Let Me Fly

Let Me Fly short poem

Don’t tie me down… I’m afraid I’d get smothered. Don’t hold me back… I’m afraid I’d never revive. Don’t chain me with unseen shackles… I’m afraid my soul would shriek in pain. Don’t slay my wings… I’m afraid my dreams

Salvage Vows

Salvage Vows short poem

The sea claims, here you are at my door. Leave behind the bustling streets. Walk up to me, pardon my storminess. Bury your feet in my sand and close your eyes. I shall salve you of endless perplexity and unrest.

Kauravarti’s Curse- A Piece Of Life

Kauravartis Curse  A Piece Of Life short poem

A woman approached king Asoka post the Kalinga war and lamented -“you have taken away my husband, brother and son – what reason do i have now to live for” – this influenced him I am one of those not

Be You! On Your Own!!

Be You! On Your Own!! short poem

You can see million miles away But you fail to see the inside way You show more care to be clean at outside Than purity towards your inside You can study the mind of others But you never bother to

Had It Been So

Had It Been So prose poem

Had it been so that I had the wings of fire, Or If I were a true born human, Or I were powerful even as a devil, Or had I been able to read the mind Of good and evil

Tattoo

Tattoo prose poem

Life’s a canvas, so why not body Let colors of self reflect on already Let ink on skin speak for the unspoken of you Let shades of it flow for the flawless of you And let pain of it trickle

Thoughts Of A Building

Thoughts Of A Building prose poem

You think I am dead however I am alive. I grew like livings, from a kid to fully revive. I was also born, as a piece of land. Now look at me, how big I stand. My father is an

Urchins Sweet Smiles

Urchins Sweet Smiles short poem

My strange dreams of the night. Disappeared with a bird’s wail I realised another morning bright And hoped for an exciting trail Amidst loud shouts and curses And the busy life of a modern day My empty belly threatening ulcers

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You And Me

You And Me short poem

You are a worthy brainy I am a worthless dummy You are blessed with happiness I am bestowed with sadness You shed tears of happiness I Cry tears of sadness You have risen to the skies to occupy top position

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

Group Photo With Fishermen

Group Photo With Fishermen short poem

It’s Christmas dad lend me once more your hand to compare ourselves among the living people that I ever touched only your hand was bigger If you want to we can go to the seashore hand in hand to leap

Day Dreams Turning Into Nightmares

Day Dreams Turning Into Nightmares short poem

Never thought it would turn this deep Once a friend and now love him indeed Thought he likes me too but got to be proved wrong Wish my heart could have been that strong Suddenly he told me he likes

Diving

Diving short poem

Forest was partisan lilies blushing, moon was parting the milky way, on the terrace the absurd man, and the spaces missing, the house locked in, are left wrecked manuscripts of attempts to save the translations of life’s books Give me

Arise

Arise prose poem

Whilst bequeathed are the grasping wealthy with pilfered, false grandeur, plundered and encumbered are droves of working poor….. As the rancid wind of wrongness rages and fiercely blusters in your faces, arise, my brethren, arise, effect its due demise, for

Velvety Return

Velvety Return short poem

Like a dung beetle you were guarding the tunnel, I will not let the ball roll away, a grain of ache in my tooth. Why you had to go, on cathartic release of mutual trust? A stone in the heart,

Happiness Happens For You, Create It For Others…..

Happiness Happens For You, Create It For Others..... long poem

It’s said search for happiness Is the main reason for unhappiness All our life we search for happiness, We wait for some big happiness to come our way In the run, in the rush to get some big happiness We

When Darkness Prevails

When Darkness Prevails short poem

When darkness prevails, Even our own shadow betrays. World avails the opportunity, Criticizing you and questioning your capability. Unexpected people change their minds, On asking help, they behave as if blind. They don’t look into the real matter, Only spread

Love Me Like I Do

Love Me Like I Do short poem

I’m cold as ice but sweet as sugar mean as dirt wicked as a witch dominating as a lioness but I promise you my love for you will be no match it will create a history of its own it

Turn Around

Turn Around short poem

A few years after you arrived, like a prodigal, you wouldn’t abide You soon began to run Now, you must return, To face the rising sun It’s time to stop and think about your unruly life For so long, you

The Garden

The Garden prose poem

Just before I went strolling through Eden in the early morning dew, The owner of a most beautiful garden gave me a list of things to do First on the list were all types of animals that I was suppose

Kashsho The Bride

Kashsho The Bride short poem

A pretty damsel clad in her White Wedding Gown, As if a heavenly Hoori from paradise is coming, With her jewelled crown. The white transparent veil can’t conceal her beauty, The moon-faced bride is looking extremely pretty. Her midnight eyes

Dancing With The Devil

Dancing With The Devil short poem

The jogger runs His daily mile His mind far away His face a weary smile The woes of the world Don’t mean a thing to him His world; his life His days are growing thin To be able to complete

Reflection

Reflection long poem

Looking at my reflection I see a shadow of the girl I used to be. Someone who was once so carefree has turned out to be, one who is broken infinitely. Someone who once was so strong. She is searching

Confession Of A Reader To A Poet

Confession Of A Reader To A Poet short poem

Beautifully romantic, Musically inclined, You are so poetic, Totally undefined. Your thoughts are so deep, Words you use are very unique, Your rhyming of words are like music to keep, A composition that gains a positive critique. The words you

Turns Of The Wheel

Turns Of The Wheel short poem

Corrupt hierarchal systems Of laws and regulations False are all their items False are their celebrations False is the belief Of every thief Can you own mother earth? Can you extinct the birth Of species everywhere? Polluting the air Still

Purpose

Purpose prose poem

What’s the point? To life I mean. Here, we find ourselves following The crowd. Doing as those who came before. Why? Did they know something, anything, about anything? Mindless lemmings are we? Are we building something? We’re born, we live,

Lady In White

Lady In White short poem

Well and does she have some kind of unfinished business Here and What is she looking for? What makes her weep? And weep? Does she not know she lives no more? Oh Lady in White in the darkness in the

My Grandpa…

My Grandpa... short poem

A Grandfather means so many things… He gave me the power to become a king He gave me life and a freedom for swing He gave me a gift of Santa and tied a string. A source of strength and

Kingdom Of Peita

Kingdom Of Peita long poem

From morn to night, there I go To stand and watch few people; Who comes and go like a dream, In the little town where I dwell. Beside the fire that burns merrily I study the silent little waterfalls, As

Clare

Clare short poem

It all began with a simple hello And, she gazed towards my direction Her bright eyes met mine, ours lit in unison All along, I never believed diamonds could describe eyes And yet, in that instant, how wrong was I