Thoughtfulness Poems

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Forever

Forever short poem

Miracle within miracles constant pondering overcomes the urge to feel the one eyed boy lingers, he figures the urge to think creates certainty in a world of ambiguity. Loneliness is shared and company is acquired one with the other and

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Behind The Beauty

Behind The Beauty short poem

Beauty! The quality of being pleasing The experience of “beauty” often involves an interpretation of some entity as being in balance and harmony with nature, which may lead to feelings of attraction and emotional well-being. Behind the beauty Is the

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I See My Happiness In You

I See My Happiness In You short poem

Remember the times when you were enlightened Remember the times you smiled Remember when dark times brightened Remember you were a happy child Nothing has changed since then I’ll still be there for you There’s no need of the word

Sea Sorceress

Sea Sorceress long poem

Oh well and the first time I ever saw you an Ocean of emotions came crashing down upon me it was magic by the full moon and waves off the velveteen sea You took me by the hand and led

What Comparison?

What Comparison? short poem

The displaced years cling to your body like an extended death. I wanted to see what could not be seen by clutching. the lifeless doubts. Emotions play: potentials are threatened. Remaining alert becomes a punishment. I grieve for the dementia,

Love Sonnet 44

Love Sonnet 44 sonnet poems

Breathes there my love, lovely as nymph of sea, Her cheeks rosy as skies of Summer morn, While sunsets glow as long as dusk would stay, She would radiate, long after stars are born; When nights are overcast, devoid of

Never Alone

Never Alone long poem

I see my Lord’s face in the scattered leaves of autumn Hear His voice in the rustle as they move with the afternoon breeze I feel His gentle touch in the mystic eastern winds from Santa Ana Warm and dry

The prayer of a leader

The prayer of a leader long poem

The power that is with me Is not of my decision And the fame given me Is not of my choice Man have done wrong Betrayed and denied with purpose Killed and have killed more Murdered souls out of greed

Idée Heal Fix

Idée Heal Fix short poem

Forged while in utero (the crucible concocting conception), the fluke of biology begat me – a happy go lucky boy, whose vulnerable uber travails susceptibly sprung sly as Tennessee Williams hip cat on a hot tin roof, where the faux

His Emma Nance

His Emma Nance elegy

loving male, natural of pleasure, quintessentially rendered suitable to us via way ova our darling daughter. tis the blessing of this average, contemplative damn ejected flotsam globular human impish jokester kooky lamb misunderstood nonestablishmentarian outlier praises quality ram rod sterling

Simplicity

Simplicity short poem

Simplicity : What happened to being Legitimately fair? What happened to feeling Cosy about your hair? What’s wrong with bushy eyebrows? What’s wrong with bumpy skin? Try to adjust it, you spend hours Doing workouts to become thin? Do you

If I Had A Sister

If I Had A Sister short poem

Like the breeze to the flowers to carry its fragrance; If I had a sister, She will do it for me. Like the wind to the clouds, To show the world around; If I had a sister, She will do

Silent Comfort.

Silent Comfort. short poem

Rain on my pane, Making a mirage of raindrops, You may drizzle, Come as a downpour, Or take me into a tempest. Touch me when lonely, Weave into my heart, Dripping with comfort, Soaking the soul, In your silent ways.

Highest Bidder

Highest Bidder short poem

Once upon a sinful past, temptation to trade the soul. Riches beyond that can be perceived andcvulnerable with lust for control. What is a soul if not old, mine is shiny and new and a souls cost, a pretty penny

A Mother’s Plight

A Mothers Plight short poem

Dear son, with your world surrounded by arms and guns, There rests this plight, to see her son alive with her eyes, just once. Sacrificing for country is  your job and your pride, My pride is you my son. Wherever

Unseen Hand

Unseen Hand long poem

Struggle in life I knew not Childhood I spent like a prince Youth I could enjoy to the Brim Adulthood turned me to be Robin hood I could scale the peak in my profession I was the most Loved life

When Roses Bleed Thorns

When Roses Bleed Thorns ballad

When roses bleed thorns- it’s time to prune them. Waiting for seasons to change- is like waiting for silence to resolve- conflicts- a game of pride and rank. When roses bleed thorns- thistles outgrow the rosebuds; until color is lost

Within

Within short poem

Pain, hurt, despair, What tragic words so rare, It hits my heart from deep within, Suffering, turmoil I have ever been. It’s hard to feel the pain so real, Hoping this will end for me to heal, But around me

An Old School Poem

An Old School Poem short poem

The black slate, The white chalk, The lustre of a steel tiffin box. The drenched eye that read its first romantic novel, The inexpressible pain of your first heartbreak, The solace in a best friend’s hug, The fancy collection of

Fail In Love

Fail In Love short poem

She was a traveling soul. The galaxy resting above her nose. I’d sit & stare. Wondering where the stars would go next. Both young & in love I let go. Tracing together swirls of color. The planets all together aligned.

The Ferry Ride

The Ferry Ride short poem

Snow capped mountains Peak from ice cold waters Birds the colour of frozen rain Dance above, looking for sustenance Careless waves splash against the hull of this floating vessel The sun kissing through the clouds As we drift on past

Not Ten Feet Toll

Not Ten Feet Toll short poem

Entering the room consumes all in the boardroom All eyes rise all phones are placed down without a groan or a sound Walking in proud owning the floor just walked on for sure endowed Honing the sharp minds for the

Places To Go

Places To Go short poem

I’ve places to go And things to do. If you have the time I will talk with you. I can’t slow down Time moves too fast. I’m heading to the future I’ve no time for the past. Old folks sitting,

Brown

Brown short poem

brown is warm and caring brown is hair and eye color brown is fall and fell brown is accidentally running into to you brown is jokes on top of tears brown is you and I brown is it feels like

A Lifetime Ago

A Lifetime Ago short poem

we spoke for the first time at last all my dreams of her body heat spearmint breath came true sometimes people talk tilted away but like two flowers hungry for light we grew together there are cruel stories of lost

Poverty

Poverty short poem

In the land of dull knives I was a sharpened spoon master of grapefruit lake bright at midnight dark at nine weather swirled pin wheel frigate birds drove themselves into the teeth of a hailstorm feathers dancing on the agate

A Poet

A Poet long poem

A poet Is someone who just paints A rainbow of Eros In the raining skies of the lovers Beyond their horizon of lust, Below their zenith of thirst. And Someone Who lets them imagine The preponing of all seasons of

One Rose

One Rose long poem

One heart so full of love One sky so pretty from Sunrise to sunset, one Moon sometimes silver Sometimes red, sometimes Gold, one voice singing I love you whether or not You love me yet… Oh ONE RAISED, one red

Another

Another short poem

I am me, but I am not Inside of me, is another me I believe this other me, is also me This me has slumbered for a long time I think this me is also me, or maybe the real

I Wish You Were Here

I Wish You Were Here short poem

Missing you is the happiest feel when you miss me the same I do, Dreams!!! No you aren’t in my dreams, I just close my eyes,make many wishes, As you’re laying me on your shoulder, Holding me closer to your

The Moon and I Sleep-walking

The Moon and I Sleep walking short poem

The moon sleep-walks Her circuit garden tonight; The sky-folks she sleep-talks To – are star-points of light; She sleepwalks alone; above Considering whom to love; Her ardent light falls far Her gentle gaze falls near; About her sphere a little

Moving Off

Moving Off short poem

After a long time, I heard them again: peacocks. Bequeathing the pilgrim sun to palm trees; poised to open sexuality. Ah, the purple lips of a downing cloud sets the sky on a chase for a lost love of the

General Assembly Type Sacred Space

General Assembly Type Sacred Space long poem

Been working for 31 years and never been to a union meeting to vote on anything other than up on a contract or for a strike the strike is remembered with shame and confusion, no one even asks no one

The Dawn

The Dawn short poem

The dusk of that evening; The tears that were rolling; The darkest night of the decade; Still clear in my eyes and can never fade. I am sad for the destiny tumbling upon me; I will fight with God for

Depression

Depression long poem

staring at these four walls of the house that was once my home, I’m in this corner all alone well being alone is fine it’s being lonely that’s not quite so divine I’m in a constant battle with my mind

Chasing The Shadow

Chasing The Shadow short poem

Drowned in unclogged arteries: thoughts. I am going to release a swarm of bees. It was your dark hour. A father sits outside your body to collect the stings. A restive finger on a blue gun invites the ghosts to

The Narcissist’s Lament

The Narcissists Lament short poem

The pain in my brain and eyes, Is nothing compared to the torture of hearing your incessant cries. Nor me having to invent lies to hear your swooning sighs. How depraved I must be to repent this on a keyboard Rather than your holy

Blast

Blast short poem

In a pool of blood a face swims. Under the boulders there is a muffled scream. Your private god was not there. The space is littered with death-snacks. Births a bloom of limbs, stained shirts, twisted wheels. Dam of tears

The Protagonists

The Protagonists prose poem

Some always want everything to go their way like the biggest protagonist And spend sleepless nights in search of a way to be the biggest antagonist Expecting to maintain their luxurious and privileged life styles like a true monarchist Yet

A Wall Of Dragon’s Teeth

A Wall Of Dragons Teeth short poem

From the edge of a green valley I stood Looking into the abyss of a fate So dark I could not see what issue would Prevail in my life, not anticipate The consequence that would follow the choice I felt