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Elegy In Architecture

Elegy In Architecture elegy

Like a picture postcard from a city, A city frozen in another time. Living its own distorted reality, On the mantel piece of the sky line. The old building – a marooned ark, Amidst that ocean of newness. Currents that

Summer

Summer prose poem

With sticks and stones, to pass our time, we roamed the countryside. Like our mouths, the earth was dry. The sun poured down on our joy ride. Summer holidays always bruised my ankles and my knees. Once it gave me

Existence

Existence long poem

When something exists, the opposite does too Black and white, hot and cold, old and new Love and hate, heaven and hell, left and right North and South, peace and war, day and night To give, to fix, to begin,

Condemned

Condemned short poem

For human face of death umbilical cord need not extend. The darkness takes care of unblemished ghost of sun. Intergalactic scan remains unseared, trench warfare continues unabashedly. Between brothers, the greed calls for incendiary attacks, for total annihilation. To achieve

Unlost Existence

Unlost Existence short poem

When an embryo was growing in a petri dish I said this is it my adieu for I am now ready for a new journey of self denial a skull in my lap after the abdication of ancient fear the

Rich And Poor

Rich And Poor short poem

Penniless, I get up in the morning having eight hours of sound sleep feeling fresh and happy. don’t you feel I am rich in spite of being Poor ? Milliner, I get disturbed sleep the whole night and get up

Vacation

Vacation prose poem

Sun glistening off the tropical bay. White cotton balls float by reflecting Suns rays. Surf down below melodically soothing the way. Vistas of ocean from the left to the right, spotted with green jewels enhancing the sight Sea birds floating

Blackwater

Blackwater short poem

A self-protecting game was going on. After the paternity test there was slow burning inside the moon. Earth heaved a big sigh. Blackwater was making a muddy sound. Embroidery was fading aftermoon. I open the window to uncover the chill.

It’s Ne’er Too Late…

It’s Ne’er Too Late… short poem

It’s ne’er too late to say ‘I’m Sorry’, It’s ne’er too late to say ‘I do’, It’s ne’er too late to say ‘I care’, You just need the courage to say it once. It’s ne’er too late to say ‘I

Our Beliefs

Our Beliefs prose poem

…are as varied as they are inconsequential. All struck on a speck of a place, in a speck of time. Our very evolution built on infinitesemly small terrain. All that we think, all of the great contributions like so many

Was It Worth It?

Was It Worth It? long poem

(Britain, post-referendum) Dear Mister Prime Minister, Was it worth it? Was it worth cutting off Our country’s trade benefits, our commodity trade, Like the testicles of a prizewinning bull? Was it worth it? Was it worth tightening our borders, Like

A Note Of Suicide

A Note Of Suicide long poem

The walls were closing in on me. Frustrated and furious significantly. A grey cloud of despair, can’t you see it in the air? Where are you right now? You said you would always be there. As the emptiness filled the

Unbelievable

Unbelievable short poem

All chapters of my life condensed onto a chip so tiny you’d think my life was very short indeed for this last chapter to begin. So it is, today’s life, so fast I could not believe the penultimate chapter had

The Book With The Saddest Endpapers

The Book With The Saddest Endpapers short poem

arrived in the mail like a grave stone like the last bottle destined to kill the drunk I don’t want you to read it and love it like I do I never want to see your face in Eureka Springs

When I Will Leave This World

When I Will Leave This World ballad

When I will leave this world, Leave many questions in your heart, Ever lasting tears in your eyes, Broken dreams in your hands, Sorrowful memories in your loneliness, Long wait in your days and silent legend in your nights, In

Color Change

Color Change short poem

from known to known fear moves in a circle, like a cheetah; a jounery starts from shivers to shivers – when it was pouring the taste of sting ascending loosening beside between the lips a word strieks, terror spills from

POW Camp 161

POW Camp 161 long poem

It was where I learned to read, and write, and count; I counted the days. It was where I realised carrying a cello was harder than playing it. It was where I engraved my name on the playground wall, beneath

Regrets

Regrets long poem

I never got the chance To be, for you, the best I never had the strength To hold you to my chest I never had the time To be a fathers son. I never had a hope Of undoing things

Drifting

Drifting short poem

Do you ever feel like your drifting alone in an empty place not really moving towards any goal or any place. It pulls on your soul and is always on your mind it prevents you from moving forward and slowly

Finally!

Finally! short poem

Yes this is what all it was. we both are left with flaws and flaws. distance time and ego inside made us hollow just like mites Neither you were wrong neither am i its just that i just don’t know

A Perfect Range

A Perfect Range ode

When a crisis happens Our life is changed Either endangered Or rearranged Conflict precedes clarity Urges wars and enmity Enmity brings despair Wars are never fair Peacefully solving a crisis Wisdom is your oasis Responsible to grow Any person must

Let Those Tears Flow

Let Those Tears Flow short poem

Let those tears flow! Let them meet the pain! Let them be again, A reflection of your soul. At times, listen to your heart, At times, listen to your tears, For they are the closest to you, Than anyone else

A Beacon In The Storm

A Beacon In The Storm short poem

The storms rage on, beating brows and bending backs Trees in the winds; swaying else they may snap Collars pulled tight and heads bowed down Not daring to look up at the deluge all around Through gloomy days and long,

The Garden

The Garden prose poem

Just before I went strolling through Eden in the early morning dew, The owner of a most beautiful garden gave me a list of things to do First on the list were all types of animals that I was suppose

Souls Of Rainclouds

Souls Of Rainclouds short poem

Infantile air so clear and White gathers the dust of time gliding over paddy, inspiration, fish hooks, and moons Painting lullabies for lovers; Time gets younger, memories merge from bays to dried eyes as Hearts get heavier, healers hail the

Unspoken Words!

Unspoken Words! long poem

I once had your heart and you reforged mine A shimmering one with your artisan hands Fragile as it was, yet it felt safe in your clasp Every word I spoke, a reflection of your love Every song had a

The Relationship Trap

The Relationship Trap short poem

I woke up from a nap to find no wife just a yellow-legged spider above her pillow pulling hanks of web from its shiny black abdomen silent in dim light half turning from industrious momentum and I imagined the screeching

Catalyst

Catalyst short poem

If not for that pitcher of ugly beer, We’d never have been in love. You for once would never have Made sense of my drunken chatter. Nor I found your stubble anything to Die for, considering how they prick My

Raindrops

Raindrops short poem

I sat by the window, With a cup of tea warming my palms, And watched the plummeting raindrops, Gleefully break into a sprightly dance. One by one the drops, Glided down the window pane, And with great rhythm and motion,

The Shepherd Of Fate

The Shepherd Of Fate short poem

Who is the shepherd of fate? Nobody knows the answer to date A rhetorical question that provokes hate Seven out of eight Feel we are the masters of our own fate They say we control our mates They say we

Shine On

Shine On long poem

I know it’s hard, I know it’s rough. To put the bottle down and say that’s enough.Just one more sip, it’s all I need. Feeling like shit, it’s hard to breathe. Violently shaking, I start feeling sick. Body silently aching.

Back in Tōhoku

Back in Tōhoku sonnet poems

The BBC Philharmonic played Nimrod, Enigma Variations, and explained this is for your loved ones, we remember: and the music was like a great, great wave. A musician said – looking on their faces, it was important to keep yourself

Chanting

Chanting short poem

“Mum, what’s that noise?” asked Johnny Duboise as he sat on the comfy settee. “It’s your father”, she replied as the dishes she dried, “says he’s trying to set his mind free”. “By singing a song?” he asked with a

The Layman

The Layman prose poem

The Layman (Or: When History Repeats Itself)// By: Fareed Ghanem **** He is a layman, just like a gulp of water from a brook passing here by chance. His features are gratis, his eye-brows a bush of terebinth, furze, chicories

To My Sister

To My Sister long poem

We have not got a lot of memories that are fond Do not share the norms of a family bond Lacking shared memories seen as fond Of times that we were happy for once Tied by blood, shared a home,

Trees

Trees sonnet poems

Trees give so much yet receive so little Our attitude towards them is brittle Have we considered what we do to trees? Or not, I should think, we do as we please Compared to us, they have given us lots

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

Which Way Did Liberty Go?

Which Way Did Liberty Go? prose poem

The flag unfurled, and from within, fresh rose petals Jauntily floated down like gently melting snow flakes. Soon, even the smell of freedom dissipated, losing its Way into the winding lanes and by lanes of our lives. Tell me, which

The River

The River short poem

A river runs through us the river of life With its twists and its turns, and its banks out of sight (early morning misty light scatters these dregs of the day – O! the unbidden tears) The flotsam and jetsam