Rust flaked signposts,
from dew-stain,
era enigmatic,
omen, symbol,
scratched by,
yellow fog weather,
floating visual,
or pigment’s,
crumpled inmost span,
waned crossing,
I peer with,
hazed whimsy,
on my prime flush,
streetscape ambit,
what is destination,
but infinity of kismet,
elliptic nudge from afar,
“BLINDLY” lolling in,
circular pursuit,
then founding paradigm,
raise the “BLINDS,”
wisps of unearthly whisper,
almost orange-red robin,
yet impactful brain stroke,
luminous and lucid,
a close kin carols,
your inlying map,
is weatherproof,
absorb urban soundings,
with gut sense hunch
Of its hot charge
Bedazzled mind's
Struck, as intensely a-quiver
With lightning's power.
If roomed; moon-glowed!
Of its full tear
A broken heart's
Soaked, with crystal vase's knock
On the head shock.
If dream-pillowed!
"Here is rest; and privacy.
Floaty, straw-like grassed.
What hangs is, boughed and buzzed
Unearthly, of
Earth's own bloomed love".
Up on these warm currents of
Passionate longing
Retrace, in what are thought-steps
Dreaming, for her's
A daydreamer's.
I heard your cry
From somewhere high
Show yourself to me
Gods grace to my eye
A hawk responded
And flew away
I caught his gaze
Through morning light
And clouded haze
Thank you lord
For pleasure in day
A precious sight
My soul did say
I carry this sight
Through days of gloom
And dark clouds
By the light of the moon
I won a final
So many said you're lucky
And I said I'm ain't
I'm blessed
Not because I'm the most important
But because I put in the work.
I wrote a masterpiece
So many said you're talented
And I said I'm ain't
I'm gifted
Not because I'm perfect
I write with muse not overthinking.
I leveled up
Then they said you got pride
And I said I'm ain't
I only endowed my worth
So I set boundaries
I've never seen a snake bite from afar.
I'm Pinocchio's cute distant cousin.
I'll be surprising him with a visit.
I'm sure he'll be ecstatic.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2026
Source of his princely uplift.
Of his mood's proud joy.
Whom, wave on wave, affectionate
Kisses one way blows!
Of this morn's beautifying.
And at springtime's height!
Of this renewed hope's, a new age
In the heart precedes.
Love's, what each gardener concedes
The loveliest glows.
Admiring your actions from afar, questioning my love for you
In love with your laughter and smile for others, wishing your caring personality was towards me.
Thoughts of you run through my head, causing my eyes to go blind
My loyalty is stronger than what my heart can handle, afar from you, who is able to handle any obstacle
The eyes of others are different from mine afar, looks of curiosity and friendliness on the outside
My love will flow like dandelions, once flowing with love and admiration can break apart and fly
Changing my desperation and deciding to be free and blown, but the stem of hurt and admiring afar with never leave me behind
My seeds have been blown away from the harsh pain
My heartbeat is within these lines,
rhythmic dances keeping time.
Like lovers drinking, out to dine,
I picture us, not ‘me’ but ‘mine’.
Spouting lyrics, oaths divine,
I wait and wish for some small sign.
Loving From Afar
Staring at you even only from a distance
Is enough for me even without a chance
Your presence I always got from a glance
Making my heart comes out to dance
Suitor of a dream, catching a midnight
Sailor in the sea, waiting for a twilight
Breaking the horizon, nearly left to right
Loving from afar is like losing on a fight
The hundreds of but, what if’s, and maybe
Are the cycles of love and what it can be
It may be romance, subtle, or tragedy
Just like loving you without knowing me
But no courage to show the feelings inside
Doubts are dominating with fears alongside
Beats of the heart doubled like a riptide
But I will always here loving by your side
We sit and share blood the colour of wine
that ripples in glass on table which stretches
stretches stretches oceans between us. You’re
there but afar and I’m here but foreign. I wonder
what question you’ll ask me; what magnolia reply
I’d gouge out of the thinning air. Your hand flinches.
I loved you from afar, under the shadows of silence that stretch like a veil,
Knowing that one day I would have to detach my soul from yours,
And now, as that moment approaches with heavy, leaden steps,
I sit with the weight of all emotions, asking myself why.
Why did I open my heart, knowing you were not mine to keep,
Why did I let you in when an ending was written in the stars?
I wish you knew how much I cared, how deeply I loved you,
How far I would have gone just to make you stay.
But I am afraid, afraid that in every world, in every written story,
You will never feel the same love that burns within me.
So I remain silent, hiding my heart behind a smile,
Loving you quietly until the quiet is all that remains.
I am a poet with broken wings, my words are whispers lost in the wind,
My integrity overwhelmed by desires that will never come true.
But even in the silence between us, my love remains, like an untold story,
One that continues to live in the mystery of every endless night.
A Tweet from afar
A tweet from afar
Strikes a chord
Echoing now
Stirring the pot
With the wails
Fanning the flames
A vacuum is come
A dent is done
Making yesterday’s pain
An unwilling tale
Cobwebs hung in dust of stars
the moon a cracked pale marble
balanced on a razor’s edge
Pools of sun rays n midnight bars
Phantom voices call me from afar
Things seen; springs ring echoes
Fade as headlights blaze keen!
in the rushing rain, the rusting wind
midday at night behind the wheel of a ruin car…
like dusted stars, they die, fall afar
moonlight in streams of neon dreams
a razor catches the fury, of fire light
a single footfall upon the floor
waiting for a ghost train
that never comes to its destination
lost in mist & rain
something calls from afar
How can I express my thanks from afar?
Lately, drove past me, smiling and waving,
In such past times, he was my guiding star,
Treasuted image of him I am saving.
"Sit tight, dear one, you see things to the end,"
Always I recall what he had to say,
Separately, path did onwards wend,
I really never know, except to pray.
Steadfast, he came turning back to me,
Inspiring in this dear eternal love,
Far and beyond in that century,
Teaching that all our gifts sent from above.
He gave all he ever met happy heart,
Before time and our human breath do depart.....
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