Viewpoints Poems

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A Balcony

A Balcony long poem

A balcony is beautiful With a sky clear A balcony is beautiful With you there A balcony is pretty With rain coming down A balcony is pretty When you get a flower crown A balcony is terrorsome When it is

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Accepting Myself

Accepting Myself short poem

Judgements of deception plagued my mind, Following an artificial shadow with no hope. Having problems from cognitive growth, Learning was considered a form of witchcraft. No intentions of committing remorseful acts, Yet sinned horribly with clouded viewpoints. Jinxed by the

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Transitory Love

Transitory Love short poem

Transitory Love I will kiss your bruises to give you solace I will love you but like a real sincere lover I will take you on just from place to place I assure you you will be under love cover

Eight

Eight short poem

Amongst these thriving shadows, Those shades cimmerian, My aspirations turn to ashes. Multitudes of darkness, Ascend. My hope dying in it’s wake, This darkness assumes itself. In this perpetual mourning, This anguish, This butcher of souls, Slays. Unassailable ordeals, Absolve.

Melancholy

Melancholy short poem

I ache for you With emptiness inside I feel such deep despair I feel incomplete, forgotten, forsaken Yet, you don’t seem to care Floating in the icy air A dry, dead, abandoned leaf Moving about in seeming disregard Searching for

All that is Dreamt

All that is Dreamt short poem

All that is dreamt, all that is lived, is Poetry. Rhythmic breaths, The beat of a heart, The fluttering of eyes. Each rendered piece of a life’s experience, Verses revealed, read, and reveled in. At times, our tears, the ink

Parallel Realities

Parallel Realities long poem

Gripped in the smell of sweat, cat food, and ruin, handing out sandwiches under an overpass each hand-off like a shark strike, the homeless shuffle a variegated line discharging a sullen murmur, attention flitting everywhere, avoiding contact dull eyes, wide

Moments

Moments short poem

Moments of pain, moments of peace Moments of space that I would seize If I could just have a moment or two I would love to spend those moments with you Moments of despair, moments of hope Moments of faith

Succumb, Glutton

Succumb, Glutton long poem

A hesitant day for fat men and old women moving cautious but still slamming out the door and like infidels calling down a brace of ice spears exposed necks and those rounded shoulders so tender overloaded bodies knocked down stunned

Ode To The Gone

Ode To The Gone long poem

The bushes, I remember, have been there in the tales of my love! The breath, the tears, and the aura of virgin forest – The art, the sighs, the darkness, the motorcycle, the roads, the unending journeys, have been there!

Summer Soulitude

Summer Soulitude short poem

We walk the deserted streets of my city. The scorching hot cement sizzles that transparent vibration that warmth has under the light of day. We go from empty shops to empty museums to empty shops again, staring at blank walls

Examinations – A Devil Part 1

Examinations – A Devil Part 1 short poem

Dear students Examinations denote That you and teachers clearly emote Their feelings out and try to devote Their time and energy for this rowboat. Mind that nurtures it will surely vote Their success to teacher to roam afloat. Let be

Mother And Child

Mother And Child long poem

Well I wonder what she was thinking Just before her car went over the bridge And into the cold frozen creek below Well only God knows, only God knows Although I think this story should circle The globe and never

The way

The way prose poem

The wind rushes through the fields I am but an object that sees and feels The landscape changes as weather does the deals I want to sail on clouds that blow by like Catherine wheels The light across the long

Infidelity

Infidelity short poem

Some play a game of win or lose With the many partners they choose Then try to get down and dirty And forget you without any pity They always play by rigged rules So they always win and never lose

Poetic Tapestry

Poetic Tapestry long poem

5 Newest Pieces By Mario William Vitale Springstein Diapers & Wine later on in the village their were aristocrats and thinkers junkies, flunkies & hippies the poetry added to the mood a cosmic tapestry the pool of Springstein on the

The Rain

The Rain short poem

You had an aura of mystery that captivated my heart, Even in my sleep I was allured, indicating your start. Whether it’s the water droplets or ice or snowballs, All bring an immense pleasure, when water falls. Oh Rain!! You

Discounted Disgrace

Discounted Disgrace short poem

You thought, I came back As I didn’t have other doors open for me You must have been day dreaming I came back to see if my absence Made you poised or spoiled! Looking back where we left things incomplete

The Past

The Past long poem

It all started when my mother left me, I started to feel empty. Days passed by, weeks slowly fading months began hating me emotionally. Years and even decades swept suddenly, My mind said to stop this agony. I started to

Years From Now….

Years From Now.... short poem

When I first saw you, He nudged me and gave me a sign. I thought it was just over thinking of a melancholy heart. Time passed by, we passed by each other, Another bell rang; another gust of wind blew

What If

What If long poem

If day’s had been much brighter and the west wind far less biting, with paths sufficiently straighter and avoiding fruitless fighting. If clearer thoughts pervaded with our goals so set in stone, if the tyrants and dictators would just leave

Stumbling

Stumbling short poem

Disaffection brings out, the black fever. Stars will chart the inky path. It was too close the brazen attack on sacred rites. Prejudice of contents was besides, heavy. I am going to flee from spaces. You become a fodder of

Senses Of Love

Senses Of Love long poem

She is the color of dusk, Just before it begins to rain. A shade of orange From the setting sun, A pinch of yellow, From the street lamps, A sprinkle of red, From the pregnant clouds. There is a name

Mrityorma`amritam gamaya

Mrityorma`amritam gamaya short poem

Unable to reach out with arms wide spread words escaping mouth uttered for the benefit of ears his own ears no one can listen no one can see no one is around it is cold and desolate not a blade

Love Light

Love Light short poem

Beauty and love go side by side On an intoxicated charming ride The tide spreads far and wide Then how the fragrance one can hide Beauty pierces like a ray, like a laser Love touches beauty and becomes chaser By

Blackened Crozier

Blackened Crozier short poem

Let it remain ovarian pure. After strangulation the truth, for hypoxic euphoria. Flies in your face the dirt, the denial, the terracotta of superposition of speech, hiding self-interest. Blackened Crozier for wrinkled crotch, drops the ashes of love on unopened

All Alone I Walk

All Alone I Walk short poem

All alone I walk in the dungeons carved inside my mind by misery, and trails of dried tears run deep, leaving behind the sultry nights, thinking! Craving the deceptive self to ignore desolation, I wander in the deserts where mystery

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

Giovanni

Giovanni short poem

Well and maybe This Season a dream or two may come true and peace of mind will follow… this heart of mine that’s been broken for so long may finally forget you and be as new, as good as new

Burning In Love

Burning In Love prose poem

In the cosmos of your arms I defy gravity float buoyantly never to return from the abyss of your love. In the ocean of your eyes I dive deep to unravel hidden pearls surfacing not an option In the sunshine

A Christmas Tree

A Christmas Tree prose poem

Christmas December comes Everything in market is labeled Special discounts display on Packs and boxes of gifts Colorful nights light up Children look for Santa Claus Christmas bazaar invites Christmas trees as well to be sold Children want a tree

Just Beauty

Just Beauty short poem

Today I want to take a lethal dose of black lips, confronting the killer on contract. Time dithers to escort. May be a cold-blooded murder of a handful of sick shadows will give a transparent memory. Planting a sad kiss

A Sailor’s Story

A Sailors Story prose poem

A sailor’s story lingers long while others disappear; its locale point is Cuban soil when freedom was still here. My tall young frame was all decked out with new tight tailored whites, with thirteen shiny buttons new, that much improved

Air Was Naked

Air Was Naked short poem

After the putsch, through night he set himself alight ensnared in flames of societal conflicts, for a vision of tomorrow, in the birth of a bloody dawn. The drone of history had failed on a loaded salt. A solitary murder

Epsilon

Epsilon short poem

There are some cracks in the pavement; there are some rules to ignore; there are some people you don’t understand and them you but you both know the score. There are fragments of amazement; there are policemen at the door;

Love’s footsteps

Love’s footsteps short poem

As the beggars that never rest, when I knock and knock on closed doors, don’t ask me ‘why?’. As the waves that never tire, when I pour and pour myself on heartless rocks, don’t ask me ‘why?’. I am just

An Innocent Prisoner’s Life

An Innocent Prisoners Life short poem

An innocent prisoner in the cage, Waits for his age to pass, He writes something on a page, I think those are count of the days, Which he is spending in the cage, When the sun begins to set, He

The Lettuce Museum

The Lettuce Museum short poem

Everything we do has poetry embedded within it Like a stone yet unturned A picture of the sun that brightly burned The faces of young children as they strive to have learned Describe an emotion that you feel and have

Trust

Trust short poem

‘I’ve lived through this horrible hell with you’ he yelled, as he accused her, once again, of not trusting him. Trstu, she thought, Was subjective. Trstu, she believed, worked both ways. Watching him in anguish, she realized – her version

Hope

Hope short poem

I have hope For without hope I’d be lost Among a sea of travelers Not knowing my journey On this planet We so fondly call earth I have hope For a future full of blessings And gratitude I have hope