Best 2 Poems

POTD 6th August 2019

The clock ticks down the passing day
Tedious seconds count down my existence
Time for my pills ~ Time to call the nurse
Time ~ taunting my resistance

Soft haunting strains of a violin float
sweetly liquid, melodiously unchained
freeing my mind from weariness faced
No barriers ~ it...

Continue reading...

The rain outside plays games with the webs that cloud my mind,
I think I hear a tune. A drum solo that heralds memories buried deep
and sealed in concrete. Even the locked safe with five feet deep of steel
can not resist the lightning strike of the...

Continue reading...

PART 1:          THE MEETING

Alone one night neath lantern light, I trudged a weary mile.
Forlorn, I went with shoulders bent (the storms around me howled)
until I met a Silhouette behind a sultry smile – 
She gazed with...

Continue reading...

Alone

For in the end it's just one soul that's passed.
Alone I'll lie in sod of greenest grass
to answer for the sins that I've amassed
at gates of gold I'll see if I may pass.
In to this world I entered all alone
in cold and dark and dank...

Continue reading...

Ever wrote a sequel
To a poem about 
The road of dead bodies
that you drove upon?

I dont Think So^^

O. Yeah im laughing
At such a radical idea
Thats not registerd yet
Into naiive-Like brain cells

Yeah! Am laughing^^

Wish I could just throw
My smile on that kid
That lay stone cold
Hand over...

Continue reading...

*Oh babe, we now have three beautiful children that we admire 
*We've fought through pain , we've fought to build our dreams , our love was never tired 
*We lived like we wanted to be , two united souls, with our emotions growing higher 
*But you became too...

Continue reading...

Day
Passed by,
Reliving.
Parked in a lane,
Hid from watchers as we lovingly kissed,
Losing count of love as emotions thrilled.
Until sunset
Meant time up,
We left
Sad.

...

Continue reading...

Thus we follow little Puff Puff brave and true,
For the Castle of Magic was within her view…
She will journey far under the skies of blue,
When she gets there, will she know what to do?

The Dragon Queen was angered and sent her men,
To look for little...

Continue reading...

8. Transformation

Yielding to those who have mastered the art
Of grasping one's place in existence's grand scheme
Life’s constant challenges never depart
But humble diligence will grow the dream

In passing from childhood to adulthood
Innocence to responsibility
Firm new role can be grasped and understood
In life, pain’s inevitability

A mother birthing...

Continue reading...

Many (con)-ARTIST are drinking more than the soup
A kidnapping of the mind
Confessions/conspiracy/rounded up in groups
Interrogation on a  prowler /who's words robbed us blind
Corrupting our hearts/ tagged by graffiti/ imaginary art!

Rambling beloved words left to right
Updated book with no criminal case
Tears reminisce a scar of...

Continue reading...

Himalayan  Trip-Trap

They poured in,  before the deluge
To surpass the natives in numbers
folks in their  cribs -through-hearse  stages, 
trusting like kids,  a burnished sky,  blue-white, 
a cocktail of the wrong and right,
and the mountains, inwardly  grumbling ,
darkly forbidding…

Snaking it...

Continue reading...

A gallant moon extends gold fingers to me on the dance floor
as I slip my legs into the chorus line of tall, green grass with ease.
Like a spiraling leaf, I’m free until eyes freeze upon his tracks....

Continue reading...

Continued from Part 1

Hungary hounds harangue the highlands,
howl at skies and desert islands…
Below, unfettered carbon crows conceal the parting path she chose

Lighthouse lamps and lanterns lolling…
Mute abandoned fleets are calling…
The shallow shadowed portholes vaunt dim traces of the past that haunt

Curved magnetic curtained faces
yearn contorted...

Continue reading...

I awake to the beautiful plaintive strains
Of a violin - then realize it’s just in my head
Just a dream - a shame to find
I’m in the hospital - same room - same bed

The monotonous ticking of the clock on the wall
Time, an indefinite progress of...

Continue reading...

You know sailor man,
You woke the spirit in me
I thought you were drunken and carefree
I could not hope or dream
The whore of the seas must take her place
I was of the lowest cast
The lowest morale
After you
I was with a baby you see
I had to run...

Continue reading...