Rumination Poems

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Rumination

Rumination short poem

Rumination… No more… proclamation for a key salvation… with gravitational truths and hypodermic memories, measured against a polystyrene heaven… No more… inner conflicts under a solar eclipse, orbiting inside my eyes… Outside-inside Me, rippling rhythms write a new stanza of

Rumination

Rumination short poem

The time of youth maintained its presence , Never move and detaches the young to the old, The memories of spring clouding the vision of departing days, here the wine flowed, the cup filled to its brim, celebrate the old

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Amongst The Blessed

Amongst The Blessed sonnet poems

The spirit flows, Down the aisle of believers, It contorts and goes, Into the hearts of gracious receivers, The reading is a lament, Over a loss of accepted vigor, With which it has departed a certain consent, In the disrespect

Among My Favorite Thoughts

Among My Favorite Thoughts prose poem

You say it is lovely the rumination of what is gone by! I say it is graceful to put the past away! You ask how can I build a harmonious collocation?! I say with a simple fiction combination! You say

My One And Only

My One And Only long poem

When you entered into my barren life, My heart felt happy with your illumination. A chapter of new beginning was written, And new chapter was meant for rumination. Seeds of relationship we sowed yesterday, Now seem to be curious for

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Mood

Mood short poem

Never know how the mood behaves For a moment it is in Ecstasy In moments it may turn out to be Agony One’s response to the situation has direct bearing on mood A sad news when taken in shock creates

Overdoses

Overdoses long poem

If one day I’m caught waltzing to bed with drunken imaginings of the gates of Heaven, gilded in virtuous hues of golden rays, allow me to stumble over the reindeer slippers I purposely left out in the open. I’ll know

Hypocrisy

Hypocrisy short poem

She’s dressed in black with white high heels, A mini dress her leg reveals, She fakes some tears with mini skills, She hides her face and what she feels. She wants to say: ‘I am a saint, I can’t bear

Who Do I Love The Most?

Who Do I Love The Most? prose poem

Who do I love the most? the imaginary picture of Jack Frost the king of pop or the one girl who let me chat with her lap top the millionaire of the town the lady who coloured my hair coffee

Divergent Paths

Divergent Paths short poem

Though among the chosen, Judah opted to cross floor, Out of his way Heading to the path of the fallen! In a spectacular way Breaking loose from The tight grip of the fallen, Mary Magdalene braved The ardours track of

Summer Is Late, My Heart

Summer Is Late, My Heart short poem

My last night with her Sunflowers stalk. Let them watch, remember, and blazon this onto their petals Time decays my memory Last summer gets harder to remember Will harvesting the sunflowers replenish me? Two summers have died. That memory I

Bird Song

Bird Song ode

I disappeared into the looking a birdsong I had stepped off the brick path and was kneeling in the dirt circumscribed in time and space kindness burning indifferent to my bliss the night full of clouds in the morning the

The Angel Of Death

The Angel Of Death short poem

She sits there looking so cold and alone But somewhere under there, There beats a heart Beneath all the black and chrome The smooth lines that glimmer Soft but sharp in the night Are begging you to play the game

Words

Words short poem

Do words inspire When spoken in the soft shadows, Of the veiled darkness? Are the lips that utter, The Holy Grail to wholesomeness. When shredded or shrouded In somnolence, Are words, then, A solace? Does silence amplify thoughts? And words,

The Game Of Love

The Game Of Love short poem

The game of love Some play with other hearts Yet they end up alone without excuses And when they realize they lost their whole lives Time cannot go back and fix the mess And so they go looking for another

A Beautiful Affair

A Beautiful Affair short poem

Nordic sky, Gypsy drives, Wind in my eyes, Makes me smile. Watery ice, Melts away, The fear of not, Surviving my tears. Golden glow, Stroking my hair, Telling me, Life is indeed, A beautiful affair.

Apparitions

Apparitions short poem

Apparitions Apparitions of you in my mind Are they real I can’t tell or just mine I walk across a busy street I am scared that we might meet Turmoil tortures and twists Do I live and take the risk

Remembering Adam!

Remembering Adam! short poem

No cure seems to work. Between absurd and wise, Lone he walks. It is a note on the timidness of a star, which couldn’t come near the earth. On the slope of a crater, a boulder stopped it. No laughter

Dear Dad

Dear Dad short poem

dear dad I am sorry sorry I’m not good enough for your fearfully high standards knowing I’m afraid of heights dear dad I am sorry you expect so much without knowing I can’t achieve it for you threatening me when

As To Why

As To Why long poem

As I write as I type as I wonder as to why I think about the thoughts that are passing by Like clouds above the winds has moved Blowing strong and growing cold as fall is almost through A gusty

The Countryside

The Countryside long poem

Along the roads of highway one Shines the bright summer sun With the sky as blue as the seas And the land full of rich green trees Birds flying through the air Fruits and vegetables grow everywhere In all directions

Scarlet Life Runs Dry

Scarlet Life Runs Dry short poem

Sound dances on the wind The scarlet life that runs through our body Bitter to the smell Sweet to the taste The lifeline that doesn’t make any of us humans much different A beauty that’s capable of sending chills down

Stay In Your Cradle

Stay In Your Cradle short poem

Stay in your cradle, dear baby, Never come out of it, It’s the heaven for you, Know it is always true. Like a little angel you are smiling and playing in its lap with frolicsome attitude, Your rosy cheeks are

Depression

Depression short poem

Hope burns bright…lighting the way through the darkness…it vanishes…dreams of tomorrow, torn away…walls crumble…and he who dwells amongst the shadows…strikes without warning…his poison fills me…corrupting my body, my mind, my soul…forced to suffer…a captive made…chained, forever cursed…my nightmare, a twisted

Love Made Me…….

Love Made Me....... short poem

Love is the most prominent feeling, Which brings a broken heart healing. Love made me look all around, But its shape I never ever found. Love made me blind believing the other, Never I will blame it for my dilemma

These Eyes

These Eyes short poem

within my chase of drifting in the wind have a good way to begin through night skies drift in all directions there must be time for confessing shadows block the tortured sky a smile from a lonesome child drifting ever

Love Sonnet 221

Love Sonnet 221 sonnet poems

I’ll gladly share Dreamland with you always, Not to reserve one bit for others’ use, But make its days smolder and nights ablaze, And keep each of us as love’s recluse; We’ll shut the storm from blowing through each spring,

Find Your Body But Lose Your Mind

Find Your Body But Lose Your Mind short poem

I’ll impregnate the wind with sin he said, while frolicking a gentle and sterile composite. I am only man, and madness is who I am, for length and breadth of depth is almost equal to unjust concept , live and

That Song

That Song short poem

1,000 memories come rushing at me, when I hear the melody and feel the beat of the drums. When I hear the poetry, and the love within the lyrics… when the guitar is being strummed. For anyone else, it’s just

Sysiphus

Sysiphus prose poem

Since Sysiphus had been driven out of Hell, as a punishment for his rebellion, and since it was written on its entrances that he is a persona non grata – since that old time, Sysiphus is still carrying up his

Did You Miss Me ?

Did You Miss Me ? long poem

I slept wondering if he would miss me Was it easy for him to leave me? I saw him going happily Surprisingly He came back and asked me If I would like to come along with him My eyes startled

Damned

Damned short poem

Discarded, on a heap of broken ceramics, a rotten tooth wants an award, for biting the snake. Who was pulling the strings? The temper of a black moon beguiles the sun. The green-pathway was hidden under the rock. Who was

Jaywalker

Jaywalker short poem

Circles abound Clouds unbroken in high sky Sun pounds down Patterns quilted to my eyes Legs quaking Muscle sinews shaking Metal missiles passing Broken glass refracting The bloody image drowns my mind My foot gone numb steps the edge and

Ode To Kimono Dance

Ode To Kimono Dance ode

Rainbow-colored butterflies fluttering around- And shades of spring, are the kimono girls Dark like blackbirds and ravens are their hair Fair is their skin, round like the full moon Their eyes like stars of Arabian nights glow Their dance gentle

Give Me What You Got

Give Me What You Got prose poem

Well you say you like what you see Well fasten your seat belt baby my Love is an intense one to say the least Yeah and I’m a naughty boy so if you Think you can handle that then bring

Society And The Mind’s Eye

Society And The Minds Eye short poem

Dusted and faded, yellowed and cracked Yet overflowing with forgotten life, There are a hundred souls eager to reclaim The mind’s eye from an almost nothing. Quavering beneath the invisible ramparts And the omnipresent tower. Cold to idealism, yet basks

Nature

Nature short poem

Ever felt the music in nature… Chattering of birds in rhythm, the melody in their voice cool breeze blowing through hair, resting in eyelids, whispering in ears the sound of the flowing river, spreading love everywhere carrying every being together

One Man Show

One Man Show ode

Sever The strings Heart Stuffed and stitched Black as the crow A wooden figurine In a one man puppet show The audience Seated Indian style In front of the stage Their laughter And cheers Eat away at Him Like a

In The Dew Of The Spears

In The Dew Of The Spears short poem

What might we say when the gears grate fitfully upon the uncertain gravel, earth spewing emptiness covered in grit upon the violets delicate, that keep smiling nevertheless? A curse struggles with a sigh and neither wins, defeated Being still morning

Dave

Dave short poem

Will you celebrate in heaven? Have all your birthdays been and gone? Are you 35 forever? Acting like you’re twenty one! Will Granny give you apples? And Taid build you fort? Will you have a pint with Gavin? Dutch beer,