Self-destruction Poems

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Stonewalling

Stonewalling prose poem

Submerged in doubt one floats carefree in aimless waters without hope of touching land. Tethered with guilt and regrets one tows his/her soul to a destiny of penance. Overt or clandestine, pain is no one’s gain if one can grasp

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Long Drive

Long Drive short poem

It has been a long drive of fifty years and odd stumbled,edged,raced,soared,jumped all odds and silly games yet all meaningful. a stint at art, a trial at music, a full fledged love and a hard earned indifference, a gritty fight

Values In Life – 4

Values In Life – 4 short poem

Values are important aid That stop us being swayed. They make life smooth suede By making comfortable trade Between present and past grade. Values are important aid. They remind us right path to wade As we reach destination clichéd. So

Search For Happiness

Search For Happiness long poem

Tired ,frustrated from Life and job I have a Dialogue with God , With eyes closed, I ask , Dear God what is Happiness ? Is Happiness subjective and just one’s perspective. Or is it Utopian, With rich for more,

Abject Solitude

Abject Solitude short poem

When all the sounds that fill the air die not, And for a little rest, my ears do crave, The joys of loneliness that I forgot, In silence lie, the hallmark of the grave; What little time for solitude is

Walking By The Path

Walking By The Path prose poem

Walking by the path, walking by the street I met many people who told me I was sweet. They walked with me a few miles, praising me all the day, We walked through the woods and fields green, talking all

Being A Mother

Being A Mother prose poem

Motherhood — Is it a blessing or a hidden challenge Or both of them finely rolled Into a status unique and strange ? A privilege granted by the supreme Maker To all female beings here on the earth Deeming them

The Ballard Of The Hybrid

The Ballard Of The Hybrid long poem

Look at him he is a monster Everything he sees he detests Everyone near him grows to either envy him Or hate his very heart let alone make a mockery of his very name Why should the boy get any

Distant Memory

Distant Memory short poem

A strong feeling but fading thought An internal battle of something that was lost The sadness sweeps across my body and heart It’s hard to accept I’m a memory, in the distant part But once I claimed your heart It’s

The Thrumming Essence Of Our Love

The Thrumming Essence Of Our Love long poem

I used to wait by the curb Listening from that familiar thrum At a distance a soft purr at best The closer the approach, the closer the crescendo Each time you came to a halt near me The engine still

Sweet As You Are…

Sweet As You Are... short poem

The falling rains, the blowing wind The call of mountains, The songs of river, The chanting of bells, The joy of spring Are indeed sweet, Alas; but not – as sweet Sweet as you are The dreams which drive, The

Adorable Friend !

Adorable Friend ! short poem

Can anyone imagine a girl so polite and bright ? I have one such friend , I know her love for her friends can never have an end . Her innocent eyes reflects her sweetness , And her adorable face

Marriage

Marriage short poem

It started with us the two of us, involving everyone around us, We dream to share the love within We dare to become one, keeping in mind each others priorities first, We wish to live with the spirit and guide

An Angel

An Angel ode

Fine is the wine drops from your lips; To dance and to sing, I hold your hips; Sugary bread we eat is from your oven, An angel appeared now she is from heaven. Knowing nothing new on loving trends, Forget

Darkness

Darkness short poem

I don’t know where to go, When darkness grabs me more and more I don’t know where to hide, When darkness follows me behind I don’t know where to run, Where darkness is creeping on I elude from myself when

Portrait Of A Lady Come To Life

Portrait Of A Lady Come To Life long poem

Staring out of the upper window in the broad daylight, starched in a broad collar and a long flowing dress of black, it is as cold as an icy January morning you just know something is in the room with

Torturous Spring

Torturous Spring short poem

You show your face, then run away, letting the cold win for another day, Reminding us of better times, of daffodils and starting vines, Teasing us with hopes of summer, knowing it could be an English bummer, I went out

Love You

Love You short poem

I may have told you many a times yet,… I’ll never fail to tell how much you always meant. I wish the heaven above showers all the blessings , in each and every moment of ours. We have been tested

Teasing

Teasing short poem

Tonight when I come back clad in wounded memories, one seed deep the pod would lie in the forest of hands, I will wake you up in between the kisses of moon. The hawthorn lamps – let me light the

Greed And Contentment

Greed And Contentment short poem

Human mind is as wide as ocean Its desires are as deep as sea When the greed sets in the mind It is like a tsunami in ocean The range of desires is as vast as the boundary of ocean

To Be A Poet

To Be A Poet long poem

Like everyone else, A poet has dreams Dreams to flow within the letters of the words That lead him closer to his destiny He is partial To imagine What the neural network Across the brain cannot Even if he was

People Like Us

People Like Us long poem

People like us , we suffer a lot , And yet we never get to sort , The feelings inside of us , With memories making a clot , With the fear that comes from the plot , The plot

Sky

Sky short poem

So beautiful view to see So beautiful view to feel When i look at this beautiful view I always feels happy And that the power of looking at the sky Birds look so good The group made by birds in

Conscience (The Only Adviser)

Conscience (The Only Adviser) short poem

However popular you are, you feel most unpopular at times Popularity is like an intoxication feelings of pride takes you to the skies when the spirits sink in feelings of frustration sets in the moment spirits sink out Glitter and

Make Peace

Make Peace short poem

it is time to make peace with yourself do this by loving yourself the way you are it is time to make peace with your childhood do this by releasing all old negative programming it is time to make peace

Rondeau After A Play

Rondeau After A Play short poem

“Life before me? The play was that banal. And Aryan, poor boy, he was so dull.” Of course, that upset her, she’s smitten; I’ll show you the bad poetry she’s written. You want to help? Rhyme her something nice with

My Little Home

My Little Home prose poem

The universe above my head massive in size with spinning galaxy’s and exploding stars. I sit in my little home warm being content. None of that really bothers me. I got up to adjust my blinds and see the birds

High School Remembered

High School Remembered long poem

We were marbles in a concave pan different sizes different trajectories congregating in clumps and caravans until the formation shattered we slid to the edge or the center almost unable to control ourselves but certainly in a hurry motivations and

Deviations

Deviations long poem

Why are you afraid of deviations? It’s a natural phenomenon, When medium is changed light deviates, And the seven beautiful colors, Appear as a beautiful rainbow, Plurality is the offshoots of singularity, Let these colors play their roles, On the

How will I survive…without another word!?

How will I survive...without another word!? long poem

Very often we seek love, warmth, caress, inspiration and motivation to move on. Very often we ask for guidance if not from God then from men to confirm our decisions. Very often we struggle to live through heartaches of solace

Intangibles in a Bag

Intangibles in a Bag short poem

I sit tensed nervy, anxious and worried So much to pack so small my bag. The laughs, the warmth The support, the advices How can I pack so small my bag Nostalgia engulfs me teary eyed, indebted I am so

We Are No Different

We Are No Different long poem

We are no different You and I I saw your fingers hesitate to pull the trigger on innocent satyagrahis And when you did, you shut your eyes tight You saw me lift the weightless body of my son And when

My Love

My Love short poem

December 25th /2013. My cherished woman, Without a face, Dwells in my books, And diaries, Without a stance; In my coffee cup, She swims And passes in my mirror, Without a trace; She wanders About In my veins, sings in

Distant Apart

Distant Apart short poem

Far beyond the ocean breeze Where my tiny hands fail to reach I see a light so warm and bright A soft breeze touched my face Gave a soft warmth that I could feel Far away I heard a voice

Point Of View

Point Of View short poem

You said it was a sin to trade for the hunger. I was looking into your eyes, something was amiss, tears had become stones. How long your breast was carrying this despair? You said it was a crime to hold

Rise Of Humanity

Rise Of Humanity prose poem

When humanity first became aware, the world was a scary dangerous place. Everything was a mystery, nothing but survival at stake. We created gods to help us make sense. Gods became the catchall to explain the unknown. Gods became religions

Love Sonnet 203

Love Sonnet 203 sonnet poems

When I, the passing night would now review, When you were in my arms, of love replete, And which by such, I could only construe, No other night transpired by half as sweet; The moon may have wasted its beams

Winter’s Poem

Winter’s Poem prose poem

I sit by my window every morning, Wanting, willing to write a poem. The pen in my hand yearns to touch the blank paper, Like a lover yearns to touch the beloved. The paper breathes patiently, The warm sun brushes

Unbelief

Unbelief short poem

A detritus of malaise, tugs at my solitary hour. There was a question of stature amongst the old fractured feet. What was it which made you feel taller than your own son? I was looking at the antlers of a

Nativity

Nativity short poem

While walking alone Speaking without words Yet hear all except human voice Amidst trees and woods and lawn Hearing the never exasperated rhythm Sung by the flowing waters The stories murmured by the passing breeze The shrill of squirrels We