Sisyphus Poems

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Sisyphus Eternal

Sisyphus Eternal prose poem

Positivity, happiness, love, these Words you threw at me, expecting Me to grab on to them and connect. Expecting my instincts to take over, Expecting my soul to grasp onto them Instantly knowing, feeling, understanding Their nature, knowing how to

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Orb Of Night

Orb Of Night prose poem

The Orb of night shines its light of love only on you- I cannot love another- Fate has decided that this is the truth- My heart is determined to love you only- My soul is connected to you alone- To

Shooeso

Shooeso short poem

Falling out of a hole, burning liquid pours onto me it’s almost like my home, what a common place. I can’t leave. I just save face. a race against my watch are my acting days as Sisyphus. No one can

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The World That Is Unspoken!

The World That Is Unspoken! short poem

The unspoken desires, The far away dreams, The actual dilemmas, The plans on the streets, The turning arounds’ and wishing bys The genuine laughters and the passing cries. To the road paved down And the ones not taken, The smiling

Waiting..

Waiting.. short poem

There is this emptiness That’s been looming since long… That everyone else’s effort To fill it, seems wrong…! But still hope screams – You’ve got to stay strong…!! As there is someone For whom you belong…! It’s just a matter

Underscoring

Underscoring short poem

A distraught moon takes a misstep and goes behind the hill to take a holy bath. Disconnects with a trespasser and sends to night, a bouquet of stars with muffled prayers. Shades of lies haunt, in flames of faith. A

The Secrets We Hide

The Secrets We Hide short poem

We struggle to have meaning in this world which we all know we try but yet we wonder where we all should go hidden in the questions which we can not find the answers are all hidden deep inside our

Casting An Imagination

Casting An Imagination short poem

I casted an imagination today , I used the clay of my thoughts, Chiseled it with learning, Moulded it into words, Baked it with knowledge, And painted it with love.

A Shadow You Are, Hidden

A Shadow You Are, Hidden short poem

You are my celestial lover; A shadow you are, hidden from the rays of the sun and the moon, of the stars and the lamps, of lanterns and lightning. Clad in the blanket of the nights formless you are; a

Glass Bottle

Glass Bottle prose poem

The beauty of the world is captured in a glass bottle,all the good,the bad, and the ugly. On one side it storms and love is a lost art form shipwrecked on the coast of loneliness. It’s where guilty pleas are

Hello, Goodbye

Hello, Goodbye long poem

Hello! Hello! Hello? Is anyone there? Can you hear it. Hear that noise? How can you miss it, it’s so loud! Thump, Thump, Thump! Pound, Pound, Pound! It’s getting closer! It’s getting Louder! Hello! Hello! Hello? Do you hear it

The Sullied Self

The Sullied Self long poem

It is night again, And the darkness wakes it all up. Rooms left to collect, the dust of Fault and dissent, and the Forgotten madness of bygone days. We have created so much with nothing, And done nothing with so

I Am Unique

I Am Unique long poem

Let no one understand me as long as I believe myself. Let no one appreciate me as long as I love myself. Let no one say I am beautiful as long as I value myself. Let no one say I

The Enlightenment

The Enlightenment short poem

I thought I would cry but I didn’t At you in a daze I stare bidding the last farewell Day and night remains the pains of vanished love Isn’t it an enlightenment, through which I know myself so well I

Kava Kava

Kava Kava short poem

What that I am left with, impaled in jaws of mantis, starting a tug of war, for the otherness in me, seeking a bloodbath between my poise and incestuous blue hole of black walls. I gave you my voice, my

Stick In The Mud

Stick In The Mud long poem

you hear voices through the veins of unearthed societal rampage a whole host of angels driving us forward filtered through the solace of my mind the tempter deals in the fade to black notion of reality we swerve to release

Sagittarius

Sagittarius long poem

Well and you are a freedom lover if anything so archer of my dreams go on and spread your wings as lightning goes to the sky in the blink of an eye you disappear again, born of the wind…Sagittarius carefree

Your Only One

Your Only One short poem

Please make me the one Your lucky one and not anyone’s Thy lifetime best friend and not just a friend Your forever companion in every situation Thy forever cheerleader because you’re my champion. I want to be the one Who

It Rains To Wash

It Rains To Wash short poem

It rains again Though, it rains awful, For 24 hours plus it rains, No break like an acoustic teacher! It rains again But now in a period, When people a in blank, In a situation of pity. It rains again

‘Gandhism’- A tribute to Mahatma !

Gandhism  A tribute to Mahatma ! short poem

‘GANDHISM’ – an eternal truth of divinity, Found in all human individuality ! Struggle is to ‘Experiment’ & find in yourselves, It is not hiding anywhere else ! Empathy for the last one, Is the ‘talisman’ for the ‘Sarva-jan’ !

Breakfast Of Civilisation

Breakfast Of Civilisation prose poem

Early in the morning A rich continent, Culturally and financially Is getting ready for breakfast, English breakfast of baked beans On toast at Chiltern Firehouse.. Is devoured; While somewhwhere in Paris Waffles are being enjoyed With fresh coffee.. Admist all

Cold Clap In The Dark

Cold Clap In The Dark long poem

skeletal bones in the hidden residue to escape with its fashionable decorum hidden inside there is a map a scroll to tell us where is the buried treasure turn right on interpass twelve quick left passed the brook under an

Son Of Shiva

Son Of Shiva short poem

Why do you sigh and ponder, pinned under the misery of millions? Awake, Almighty son of Shiva. Shield us all from a wretched plight Wipe our eyes, we know thy might blow the conch and pick your goad it’s time

Sometimes

Sometimes short poem

Sometimes in life, there are things you will never understand When an absolute stranger you meet, With utter respect you greet, Still he/she perceives you in an erroneous way And thinks you are led astray. Sometimes in life, there are

Awaken

Awaken short poem

Coexisting with division is not existing at all Multi colored multitudes must stand tall Your little one’s future depends on you Your eyes can no longer refute what is true Justice for all or justice for none Actions are a

Delirium

Delirium short poem

Over the sands seagulls screech and call, Where the blue waters gleam, The battering waves slap and fall, To break a pebbles dream. The vast wet shores do girdle hills, High steep and ancient, And the sunlight haltingly spills, The

To A Dying Ant

To A Dying Ant short poem

What implorations do they trace? These crooked legs in convulsion These crawly things in deathly grace What feeling evoke, what compulsion? The crushed mass on concrete floor In pasty death mocks my wisdom Should I act, or do I ignore

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

The Day We Met

The Day We Met short poem

The day we first met Was one I cant forget There is something in you Because my heart beats fast for you When you stared at me I thought it was valentine’s day Because your beautiful smile banished my sadness

A Second Chance

A Second Chance long poem

Time drifted us, Love lost its charm, Self replaced ‘together’, Ego took over command, The bygone torments its very existence, Wish we could give it a second chance. A magical world surrounds, Mysterious yet beautiful A castle we build, of

Eagle’s Enhanced Rainbow

Eagles Enhanced Rainbow prose poem

While out hiking high in the Cascade Mountain Range, with jagged mountain peaks acting as my back drop, I watch as I behold in the glory of Creation a rainbow being created after a gentle rain shower. An eagle appears

Not Unbeknownst

Not Unbeknownst short poem

I know what fire is, I’ve felt the embers within my heart So I know what desire is. I know what the weight upon my heart is, Everything feels so redundant now, So I know what sadness is. I know

Spirit Guide

Spirit Guide short poem

SPIRIT GUIDE if you are near me, I pray you will show me the way. SPIRIT GUIDE if you can hear me give me a sign today! I wanna breathe your breath of wisdom deep into my soul. Touch me

Angel Of Happiness

Angel Of Happiness short poem

Enchanted little twig Sweet bundle of happiness With twinkles in your eye The darkness fades off from my world With rosy glitters of your cheeks My worries floats upon the breeze With sweet music of your giggles Waves dance inside

Anarchy

Anarchy short poem

Wind prowled. You had a hornet’s sting buried half in your hand. Anaphylactic shock. Translates into night of terror. You hesitate to smile. Midnight blues. You cannot count the stars. Pesky. Stories spread about moon’s pink thighs. An ode to

The Artist

The Artist long poem

breathless light of illumination with blank canvas he begins to create a myraids of fixed visions angelic fervor of exploration a brush stroke with colors red, yellow & green at the top of the canvas a yellow stream vast radiant

Tonight

Tonight short poem

Tonight I’ll drink, I’ll drink tonight to the New Year, to the new “might”, to those who crushed my dreams and flight, to all my hopes that suffered blight. I raise the glass to the New Year, for the new

Battle Worth Fighting

Battle Worth Fighting prose poem

My last wish to die In the blue heart of pacific sea Tell me O MY Where is the key? In those frozen blue depths Sensing bitterly that oceans’ wreath I am still holding my last breath For all my

Awakening

Awakening short poem

The dew, now a honey gold, slipped between the blades of lush, The cleansing dawn, The morning hush, The clearing of sky, The fleeting rush. With a twinkle in my eye, And dreams unborn, I rose to the awakening, Of

The Face

The Face short poem

A quick glance upon the face A rush to judgment Frown lines, a curled lip A hard look reflecting the unfriendly A hard look reflecting the unkind A hard look reflecting the unhappy Look again, upon the mirror this time