Unappreciated Poems

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A Simple Life

A Simple Life elegy

The old log cabin in the woods half hidden by the evergreens, a cozy home once filled with hope, was now a box of broken dreams. A tired body, tired mind, and lonely heart was all she had. The man

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True Spin

True Spin short poem

While tracing a home by charcoal on a white paper, I hear, a word comes from the wolf. A fat was being pumped into the face of a tryant to inflate him into a giant. Butterflies were undulating with excitement

In The Eye Of Love

In The Eye Of Love short poem

It’s a dark place, with lies and deceit lurking in every shadowed corner You speak but I can no longer hear, my blood rushing, deafening me Yet there you sit, relaxed and calm hiding behind your chameleon smile Relentless in

To Thom

To Thom elegy

while your obsession with order was just on the border and your preemptive guard around things yet unmarred was something to, well, behold there was a side of you that was true and forgiving and somehow made room for the

Shadows

Shadows long poem

The glint of steel, so sharp and smooth, beneath my fragile fingers. Delicate inlaid patterns reflect an afterimage that lingers. As a child I’d hide beneath cotton sheets feigning death, that I could deceive. Then risking a peep from beneath

Rails And Companionship

Rails And Companionship short poem

Made of similar stuff, same strength and length we span miles together with constant gauge distance the gap between is constant neither less nor more connections may come and go but our destination is same Aligned and fixed rigidly for

Mother

Mother prose poem

Thou art light of heart- Radiance of soul That which has become perpetual in me Is the pleasure of thy embrace- All noble men taught to world thy reverence- We possess the most precious- Is nothing but thy joy- The

I Am Me…….

I Am Me....... long poem

I look in the mirror and see myself and say “I am me” I walk on the road and people stop and stare, and , all I can think about is “I am me”, and here to stay. I see

Wanted You

Wanted You short poem

Almost a decade gone, many to be born, I was so in Love, like a mourning dove, My world upside down, aloft with a heavy head crown, I realize every moment how much I wanted you, Wanted your cuddle, till

What New Realms Await?

What New Realms Await? prose poem

We live in a universe of subatomic particles, the building blocks of everything else. All we can see and touch is made up of the stuff. Even in the seemingly empty void of space science tells us virtual particles pop

Lunatic Eyes

Lunatic Eyes short poem

My eyes kiss your beauty in trance Lunatic eyes never miss a chance You have taken my heart in glance Love with beauty is in romance You and me can conquer this world This is what pounces as herald Without

A Ray Of Hope

A Ray Of Hope short poem

Shattered in the dark I was sitting in a park. I Lost the hope , there was nothing to spark. With wet eyes n broken heart, I felt my dream was going apart. The fear n trauma of lacking behind,

Two Little Frogs (part 1).

Two Little Frogs (part 1). short poem

Just after brunch two little frogs climbed up a tree onto a leafless branch to view what they could see They saw the sky in azure blue Clouds dotted here and there They saw the river running though they didn’t

Baggage

Baggage short poem

Bag number 1 wasn’t mine to choose, It’s a gift I was given at birth, To win I was going to have to lose, I didn’t know what this life would unearth. Bag number 2 was another gift, Kindness it

Patawarin Mo Ako (forgive Me)

Patawarin Mo Ako (forgive Me) short poem

Selfish night, why do you make me weep? Have you no understanding of my heart? I never wanted us to part Most greedy night, why do you take away my joy? All I ever wanted was forever, most silent night

Groups In The Neighbourhood

Groups In The Neighbourhood prose poem

The days are peaceful in our streets, schools of pupils upon their seats But when night draws in, it’s a different story, crowds of teenagers in their glory. They start to gather on the neighbours’ wall and begin kicking their

Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge short poem

It is, what do you not say I read the dusk on your eyes. Unspoken words hammering! A timer, quartz clock, ball bearings, pellets croissant of terror. Suspicious of the lady riding on crest responsible, for the happenings. Fear, hair

Nothing

Nothing prose poem

I, the most perfect syllable in the world. It encapsulates me and all that is mine And all that I perceive or have perceived, All that I encountered or experienced, the Totality of my existence and its meaning To me

Creation Is A Violent Event

Creation Is A Violent Event prose poem

Some say it all started with a violent explosion, let there be light, a Big Bang. White hot plasma swirling around expanding in an amazing bound. After a while things cooled, came together, began to slow down. Hydrogen and helium

Mother’s Day

Mothers Day short poem

As I kept my head on pillow last night bidding myself goodnight I sneezed thinking he missed me while flying I took a turn to check my phone in dim light I received a message from my mother saying ‘I

Desire

Desire short poem

In the midst of my dreams , I saw a desire floating by, It stretched its hands, Beckoning me to rescue it, But, I moved on indifferent. Time passed and I dreamt another dream, Another desire begged to me, I

I look at you Oh Cellulite!

I look at you Oh Cellulite! short poem

“I look at you oh cellulite Cute pinchy shins, sweet chubby thighs. I look at the last cookie next– With ever so cute little Choco chip! There’s promise for early morning gym. The world’s not ending were we to take

The Female Of The Species

The Female Of The Species short poem

the watch tore the hair from his wrist he could smell coconut shampoo as in the time he’d been left to his sisters’ tender mercies they’d gone after him tweezers and paint prettied him up like a trout that had

Magikarp (our potential)

Magikarp (our potential) short poem

He is weak they say A thousand more born each day Nothing special or new His abilities are far too few. But, little do they know… Weak though I may be The fault’s in their decree For it is they

Little Less Love

Little Less Love short poem

Having to watch the person You love the most Slowly start to lose interest in you It starts a little But you can’t point it out Things have become different Everything feels slightly off You can hear it You can

Sathya Sai is the Salvation

Sathya Sai is the Salvation short poem

When your mind has lost peace When you have lost your place When you are unable to save your face When you fail to keep pace When health becomes a problem When you are hunted by the emblem When you

Never Be

Never Be short poem

the first time I saw you I knew I’d love you forever because I knew I’d loved you before I was certain you’d haunt my days and swallow my nights you once seemed to love me back but you grew

Cheers

Cheers long poem

Happy happy happy happy new year Welcome to the New year Goodbye to the present year The first Cheers of the new year is dedicated to you my dear The faces looks unfamiliar who is who none do know what

This Feeling Inside

This Feeling Inside short poem

Well and This Feeling Inside can’t be denied Although you’re gone my love for you goes on All my friends say find another but how can I Give my love to another when there just might be A snowball’s chance

The Chasm

The Chasm prose poem

Somewhere, there is a chasm A deep cut in the ground A scar in the earth A wound in the world I stand over the edge My hair blows in the winds of endless freefall If I wanted to cross

Fragile Resolve

Fragile Resolve short poem

I stray often often from the path I know is right, it chips often the “will” I know could be my might. I repeat them no more can they be called “mistakes”, my fragile, my flimsy resolve every now and

Love Is Key

Love Is Key long poem

Mental Illness not just a topic of discussion. A subject that many distance themselves from. As if they will suffer severe repercussion. The true reality of this illness is cast down. Ignored and simply dismissed. Biological and spiritually. This illness

Final Goodbye

Final Goodbye short poem

I walked through the darkness, I walked through the light, I came to where I laid to rest My only true love – The icy cold lips that once were so warm, The quiet heart that once was so torn.

A Glance At The Past

A Glance At The Past short poem

All it takes is one mistake. Don’t make them last mistakes from the past. Beauty and the beast they met at the feast. Beauty played its part by residing in the heart. Appearances are kept by those who are adept.

Dawn is not far

Dawn is not far short poem

Dawn is not far, I can feel the first rays of light Though not see them yet The wind is cold as it should be… Dampness of dew is all around me I can almost hear the birds chirping Dawn

Wedding Bells

Wedding Bells short poem

(Allegro) Wedding bells. Ringing outside the parish. On top of a lonely hill Introduced by a small decent white-sand path Surrounded by neat green grass, Overlooking a deep silent river With waters reflecting the sky Just as my heart reflects

Christmas Wishes

Christmas Wishes short poem

The mistletoe hung from the doorway as the couple leaned in for a sweet kiss while the kids laughed far away Christmas is the Time of year that you can’t miss The kids were inside their bed while all those

Love Sonnet 208

Love Sonnet 208 sonnet poems

Please promise not forever, not tonight, Remind me not a thing from yesterday, Today has joys for us both to delight, And places where we will feel best to be; So pledge me not the future yet to come, Nor

The Sky Is Everywhere

The Sky Is Everywhere short poem

Grief is a house, where the chairs have forgotten how to hold us. the mirrors how to reflect us, the walls how to contain us. Grief is a house that disappears, each time someone knocks at the door or rings

The Autistic Land

The Autistic Land sonnet poems

I know you hear me, but you answer not. I beg and scream: ‘Please, look into my eyes! ‘. Yet, silently, you scratch unopened skies. I wish I’d know your every hidden thought. I try to hug you, but you