Secluded Poems

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Secluded Corners

Secluded Corners short poem

In some secluded corners of my heart, the blood turns cold, I feel a chill, in this warmed breeze, I am turning cold, lifeless, no emotions I’m left with, The voices I hear are just cracked up sound. In the

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

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My Daughter Brought Happiness

My Daughter Brought Happiness long poem

The vagaries of life had shattered me down, Made me a coercive slave, submitting to dealers’ erotic frown, But I felt those moments with an absconding pain, As you came to, my life of lame. Your night of birth was

The Pursuit Of Chastity

The Pursuit Of Chastity prose poem

Though not a right, may I seek a fading, but yet worthy pursuit? For the many whose pursuit of chastity in marriage grinds to a halt, Could it not be due in part to being pulled toward illusions of grandeur?

Old Woman

Old Woman short poem

  My heart is filled with strain and sympathy This picture that I never want to see A loose feeling borne out of misery When I looked on someone as frail as she As she calmly gazed the camera lens

And All Things Move Closer To Their End

And All Things Move Closer To Their End long poem

The air was thin, while the room was hot, My eyes scanning, spotting the warm glow of a dress, She whizzed and whirled, her youthful gait attendant to my plot, Two legs in unison, eyes like gilded jewels, breasts like

The Bee

The Bee prose poem

One summers day in mid-July, I sauntered down a rocky path, secluded and forbidding; the trees and vines were on all sides, entangled, strong, and hidden; I trudged along the darkened path with fear for one full hour, with help,

Strawberries, Champagne And You

Strawberries, Champagne And You short poem

Picnic in a secluded meadow Strawberries and Champagne On our lips as them sweet Kisses follow we can’t help But to give into our passion On a blanket as soft as Summer clouds… What a perfect day for kindred Hearts

Solitude

Solitude long poem

The destination of life is same for all, Just the path gets contrasting as we crawl, A few reach the destination with comfort, And most reach it with a lot of tiring effort, In the end heads are high for

Somewhere

Somewhere ballad

I drift across a secluded beach. I feel the sand beneath my feet. Impressions fading in the sand from a turning tide. I catch a fragrance in the air, i stop to look in wonder as it captivates my senses

I Love Solitude

I Love  Solitude short poem

I like Solitude ….. Together I was wondering how secured I am Together I was wondering how safe I am Together I was wondering how much blessed I am Together I was wondering how much cared I am Together I

Deep Love In Silence

Deep Love In Silence long poem

Those days, not gone, still within me, Full of love, my mad love-scenes, With fantasies, and fallacies of colorful days, We paved through narrow, secluded streets, Shady meadows, gardens, water-falls, Pubs and coffee-club cabins, you and me, In deep love;

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A Crushed Mother

A Crushed Mother short poem

She is desolate, slender and feeble , yet she has an unshaken sound will that instills energy and hopes into her humble heart to yearn for pleasant conclusion to her withering sapless body . Staring at things around through her

Trapped

Trapped short poem

Trapped, I have been trapped in this room With locked doors and no windows With nothing but a creaking bed And an old mattress too hard for comfort Once in a while a door would open But there was no

Bud

Bud prose poem

Forget nothing and dream of everything opening like a flower bud Turning memories into fantasy and reality but an if and why and could Smell the flowers scent and it reminds you of a woman of the wood It’s colour

Husband

Husband short poem

He put dirty socks on table ,and wet towel on bed leaves all lights of house on,makes me bang my head He forgets to get ,grocery milk and bread but never forgets ,to bring smile when I am sad He

The Cave

The Cave prose poem

Along the road to an old city, within the wrinkles of mountains hanged by their heads, spiders are still spreading their webs at caves’ doors. Tales come out off embers, waiting for those who pass by. Canes which are forgetful

These New Strange Times

These New Strange Times short poem

All the things I never said before really doesn’t matter much anymore the world is changing me like never before like a ghost in the thick of fog…well truth is stranger than fiction just like a fire burning somewhere out

The Kiss – Song and Dance

The Kiss   Song and Dance short poem

I said I would dance only if he sings; And he insisted I kiss him – Only then would he sing; I moved closer, His smile widening with every step of mine; He held out his hand – And I

Beautifully Breathless!

Beautifully Breathless! short poem

My breath, Mixed with pungent thoughts Dissolves within And grow thoughts under my skin Like a disease, spread with ease! My breath, Crawls in the tunnel of lungs Doing an abandoned dance, in trance In pain she sighs, and yet

Its Time For A Bruu

Its Time For A Bruu short poem

A shrub has matured, acidic earth at the base. Evergreen growing with sun on its face. A journey so long, plucked with craft. With finger and thumb, then lovingly packed. Chosen with vision, experience of structure. The leaf so revered,

A Christmas Wish !

A Christmas Wish ! long poem

Santa ! Santa ! Please come today, As a wish my heart wants to convey, I want a robot car Lamborghini less the none, With one Thor’s hammer and a laser gun, The same suit that Harry Potter wear, With

Heard

Heard short poem

When I was you; I seen the smiles, I seen the cries. I thought if I ignore , I can remain emotionally saved But I saved nobody else My world became wrong to complain I seen others working hard ,

Day 9 (Feb 20, 2016)

Day 9 (Feb 20, 2016) short poem

This is the longest week… of what would be my longest month… of my longest year. Losing you is the easy part, living everyday without you is the hardest. How do I cover my ears from the echo of your

On Esoteric Science

On Esoteric Science long poem

Reading esoteric science books I can foresee how a human being looks! Getting to know myself Starting to organize my bookcase shelf A visible being I am indeed Knowing the invisible me, I feel I am freed Freed from running

The Train Of Life

The Train Of Life short poem

The guard gave the signal there was a flutter of good byes the train started its journey of life racing on the railroads of dynamism, halting at stations… The station master managed the station of life well and the train

We’re Making A Living.

Were Making A Living. short poem

We are making a living, Where humanity hardly exists; Where no love resides; Where compassion has died; Where beauty is deprived; Where only happiness is solipsism; And only sadness is breakup. In this living, The affluent is callous; The penurious

Doomed

Doomed short poem

Doomed’ With an explosion of meteors crashing into a toxic swamp both planets were shocked with the wave of unexpected parasites sending a stream of anger through the new found land through the sinking sand a gem was found this

Enough Is Enough

Enough Is Enough long poem

Just say no to corrupt politicians, lying and cheating with their secret missions. Hugging the baby in the camera’s eye then stealing its lolly and watching it cry. Just say no to the corrupt EU, actually achieving what Hitler failed

Poetry Cracks The Whip

Poetry Cracks The Whip short poem

Music lost, recovered, lost Love lost, recovered, lost Poetry lost, lost, lost even if found Lost in words, words in loss, lost voice Lost embittered passion, seething with lost memories Alzheimer’s child, poetry’s kind upbringing Parentage questioned, orphan of regrets

My Love For My Sister Sandra

My Love For My Sister Sandra short poem

You should be very proud of a phenomenal job raising three kids so well The oldest, Andreas, is so thoughtful with a heart of gold and a voice that is swell It was only a few days ago I saw

Faces Of Oppression

Faces Of Oppression long poem

The faces of oppression, your mama forget to mention, That the white cop shooting niggas on the daily to collect his pension. Only when a nigga is killed is it brought to your attention, That racism is alive and well

Broken

Broken short poem

Broken from the inside out Pieces of my heart run through my veins Hurt and disappointment have broken my heart. I try to fit the pieces back together, as they no longer fit. I hide the hurt with a fake

Chicku-my Baby

Chicku my Baby short poem

While going away from you These thoughts came impromptu I love you my lovely Chicku Your purity and purity of Holy fire are akin You are the most cute and innocent face I have ever seen I can listen to

Deserter

Deserter short poem

… he crossed the border The great river bed with cold water whispering on the pebbles and the distant mountain, snow-capped, steep and hard to reach in black fatigues, no automatic weapon, good army boots, a polished buckle on his

How Could Things Have Turned Out Different?

How Could Things Have Turned Out Different? prose poem

How far back do you wish to go? Could the universe have failed to Big Bang? Could the galaxies have all failed to form? Could the sun have failed to be born? Could the moon have been to small? Or,

Withered Leaves

Withered Leaves short poem

Feeling buried like it’s over Amidst suffering and total anger Igniting hell to burn my heart inside Leaving scars unable to hide Under this skin there came a blast Reaching head, clashing toes with brunt Emptied glass once full with

Paybacks Are Hell

Paybacks Are Hell short poem

Well and Paybacks are hell aren’t they But you can’t say you didn’t have it Coming… Respect me and I’ll respect you Disrespect me and I’ll disrespect you It works both ways… Don’t make it harder on yourself now Than

God’s Way

Gods Way short poem

It seems like rain is thinking something. Everything will be washed away, But will open a new day. Every bit of sadness will flow away, So let’s go. We will find heaven somewhere, Let’s walk on the god’s way. At

The Wait

The Wait short poem

Sitting in silence surreptitiously meditating on the everyday turmoils and confusion that repulses even the most hard-core reality driven populists Thoughts come and go within the realm of preposterous assumptions that convey nothing of importance Just pass the time as

Forevermore

Forevermore short poem

Through tears and fights, through smiles, I knew everything Would be alright. Through love and hate, through betrayal and debate, For you I would always have faith. We are friends I got your back you got mine, I’ll help you