Ash Poems - Poems about Ash

...A fire rises in the pit of the gut— and I forget myself. At the grey langur’s door, I give up. I cut my hair, dance bare in the Bhadra rain. Who am I? I ask myself, again and again. Fro......Read the rest...

...What do I do, my soul inquires, abandoned in the shadow of the moment, When the call to move forward is incessantly declared wrong. My options are as hazy as dreams shattered at the dawn of day, M......Read the rest...

...One of soft summer evenings is fading and passers go by Cappuccino in hand and a cig, you relax in delight Sick and happy you sit, and it must be your favorite style Or at least that's the way I r......Read the rest...

...I marvel at the beauty of kindness, Beauty of charm born of child’s smile, What pleasure it renders to see Its imprint etched for a long mile. I love no less goodness of a kind soul That outli......Read the rest...

...Beneath the burdens of countless nights, In the cursed silence of the soul's waiting room, I sat, the last one, loneliness carved by the chisel of forgetfulness into the stone of my heart, Blockin......Read the rest...

... Written: April 24, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tread of life a strand of hair disassociation desolation devastation floribunda fl......Read the rest...

...Filled my soul with aching to keep my brain from faking its joy. Torn hearts asunder, I once was filled with wonder but now I dread the thunder and my laughs are filled with buckets of rain......Read the rest...

...When giants hide their heads beneath the sand, the body lies unshielded from the Sun. ‘Tis but a hedge to seemingly withstand the winds of war that nothing will out run. ‘Tis opportune for those ......Read the rest...

...A fanta see overrides reality! Hello? I like to get positioned for sixty nine. Are you looking for a scheming, schlepping, and schvitzing writer? natural body and laid-back vibe?? I'm al......Read the rest...

...in my desolate room no lights no music just anger disgust hate distaste for life but the joy of living is only felt when i kill and i feel better i am loved, love......Read the rest...

...Through the prism of the soul, a mysterious alliance of reflections is bound, Pieced together from shards of worlds lost under bare soles. Streams of betrayal trickle over the skin, constructing ru......Read the rest...

...From the void of dispersions, the breath of my path was stolen without a whisper, As if I were not worthy of any confession or even a drop of grace. Just as an unseen step over leaves does not dist......Read the rest...

...Your indifference is the abandoned torch that scours old bridges, Hiding in shadows the echoes of each tremulous and cold step. Your wounds, coppery reliefs that lure me dishonorably, Urge me to e......Read the rest...

...Your indifference, the breath that sparked the fire beneath bridges, Where my once sure steps now breach bonds and ridges. Your scars are but an alluring landscape, Their call, an echo urging me t......Read the rest...

...In earth's mournful sigh, the day does fade, A quietus bow, as light to dark is made. The sun descends; its fervor now grown still, As night's embrace, a somber, haunting thrill. Death's whispe......Read the rest...