Angst Poems

Life? What is the point of life? No one can even tell you the point, because they don’t even know what to say to you. Even if you wanted to know you won’t because that is what you are challenged...Read More

The untitled sketch faded in terrible blow
It reminds me of broken promises
One last desperate attempt - in protest against line cuts
before the river burns its own artwork







02/19/2020
Poe-etic Verse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: charles messina...Read More

Once, while breathing an ideal moon's prime appeal,

my heart infused with long rained hues of feel for you.

Soon came sore blue and white joy reels of love we knew.

I night aimed blues to vamoose with my amen's seal

that I might...Read More

plethoric is his mind
shifting thoughts
like shadows cast
in and out of clouded skies

he falls
with the shame shadiness
into the concealment of pain
arising momentarily 
whenever someone nears

he only hears
words echoing
down lonely corridors 
as they bounce back
from the thoughts of mind
yet he speaks back
in...Read More

Vincent Willem van Gogh

Vincent van Gogh—a genius artist par excellence  
As most famously he was known to all,
Whilst mired deep in shades of a frenzied, frantic confusion 
Slices off his left ear he does—faster than he could slice a...Read More

They dog us throughout the days of our life
With bad luck just waiting to pounce
And irrespective of to and where, or to whom
Its bad luck would always announce
The 23rd day of the 5th month of May
In our year of 1995
When...Read More

I see his gaze adrift
his eyes stray miles away
were I to guess
it wouldn’t be
a far stretch to think
he’s wondering
what’s next and
where this journey’s going

I ask what he’s thinking
and he makes up some phony line
I’m not buying it but I don’t...Read More

Oh, how we loathe those who drink,
Such sinners, such losers, they are!
But we think we certainly are far more than perfect?
As we drive high on pot, drugs and booze zooming our oh, so saintly cars?

We stamp their foreheads with big...Read More

ONE

I did go to 5am prayers, with flashlight, and at 4:30 

Felt remorse for my faults, as neighbor, leader, pastor ...
Even prayed for my enemies and foes, whosoever will!
Even interceding for China and the coronavirus angst, global near-panic
Lovers lost and...Read More

THERE IS BLOOD IN MY TEARS…….MOTHER INDIA
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Like a parvenu with new found riches,
I had to adjust to the new thrust of
wearing both motherhood and work britches.
But unlike riches with pleasure twitches,
my changes gained me pressure stiches!
I became a day and night thriving,
gotta getter-doner energizer
conquering to-do lists...Read More

Analogous to black box
holding untold secrets,
I share the following self
introspection with ye,
which purported hidden truths
might set me free,
albeit laborious effort

to loose constituent amalgamated
compound elements unmined
tantamount to agony
riddling psyche effort to extract
thorny matters incumbent upon me
versus tapping Androcles and the lion
think...Read More

Looking at these photos, from not that long ago
I couldn’t help but wonder, where did that person go 
The images so full of life and smiles upon that face
When I looked into that mirror, I saw instead disgrace
Not that I...Read More

Cold and calculated
Assassain in the night
A diplomat of the faded
Never wrong; never right

Thousand-mile stare
The way she feels the ghost
It happened here but not there
Away from crashes at the coast

Missing never meant-to-be’s
Lonely as the setting sun
Chaos is surrounding me
Way too scary...Read More

“Comrade Bernie's in full swing
Arms flailing, fingers pointing,
Like a possessed puppet on a string
To his legions never disappointing.”

“We're a movement young and strong
Forward thinking, kind to all,
They call us mad but that's so wrong
Such a thought takes quite some gall”.

“We...Read More

I find it funny
bordering absurd
to hear people
ramble on and
spill their beans
they must be all
delusional
thinking they are entitled
do they really
not hear themselves
I’m absolutely delighted
to send them
on their quirky
and eccentric way
as I shake my head 
clear the air
and try hard to pretend
they...Read More

it was a dark november day
the clouds hanging ominous
time seeming to stand still
the sun long gone astray

in a dark most somber mood
we headed toward memorial hill
feeling quiet lost in deep in thought
facing our mortality each in solitude

one of so many...Read More

From a neighborly distance, the drama of a life's finality unfolded
A man named Mient. Once a well-known construction-scientist
When we became neighbors at Christmas he was a double amputee
Both legs taken by diabetes, then a man of his own ethnicity
Challenged him...Read More

Visit New Mexico,
she says... diamond cut sea
colored skies, a white

bursting. Sparkles. Reach
for these silver crests; gather-
birds soaring. Enspheres.

Orange tincture of
the peels loosening.Cruer
trickling down your

hands shaped like these peeled
spectral trees. Edges. Claws, clenched.
Titian dresses

the denuded bark:
sunlit ornaments. Deserts.
Bloodshot cast wings. Clots.






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There is a greasy odor in the air

At the window
across the room

the diaphanous wings of a fly

peal off accompaniment,
--a staccato--contradictory notes

to the stretched rays of a dying afternoon sun

falling  on the face of my otherwise muse

And in her countenance
all...Read More

I would speak of love
   if only, I knew how
  but so often, it did escape me
  and never did it once, try to take me
into its secret treasures only to be measured
  by those...Read More

War and Peace, a classical fiction by Leo Tolstoy, first published as Voyna I Mir in 1865–69. This picturesque reflection of early 19th-century Russian culture saw as its power of vivid detail and change from subconscious interpretation, is commonly viewed...Read More

Imagine me in your waiting arms
When there’s no need for alarm
Cause i can be such a dangerous breed
So many lovely things i’ll never need

I could have been your downfall, darling
Will your weaponry invite my scarring?
I can’t wait for you to...Read More

I think the time has run,
It's fallen to its knees. 
I think the time has gone, 
I can hear its pleas. 

It was all up in my arms, 
Now it's cold opon the ground. 
I was so very warmed, 
Now...Read More

I walked without her through a tentacled forest. Skulls broke beneath butters. A scarlet-and-gold clad Legionnaire, unequipped for darkness, richer than Deutsch chocolate. A lance bogged in moist marsh. Stripped bare and skull dragged, I broke free, into the forest....Read More