Best Befogged Poems

When streams of paper roses,
bleed bitter fragrances,
evil mists of leaves slowly fall,
drifting along autumnal 
breeze of yesterdays.

And i question
unseen dirt trapped
between sharpened thorns:
what if the sun,
at the end of your horizon,
seems brighter
than the skies in my mind? 
What if days are a little longer
than the...

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 We learn to waltz and whirl through sunless spheres, 
amidst the frozen frangipanis, grieving in trembling stillness…… 

When summer is gone and the salmon sun slumbers in its somber sanctuary,  
waving silent farewells to skies glowing in apricot ink,  
I steal the...

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I still reminisce when it was raining incessantly at 3:55 a.m. in the nascent ticks of time on a wistful wednesday. My skin felt the spark of crying hail and maybe, the snow-storms melted too quickly upon my silenced lips that night. As seconds slowly...

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When
jade Specks
of desire
carved a raven
calamitous shape
of coal-crescent, 
losing the
last soil
once

My
lilac
heart of rouge
runes, shimmered in
galaxy, lathered
with embers of
laced life for
soul of
thou

I
float in
rose quartz haze
befogged upon
starlit symphony's
hymnal moondust,
strolling in
perfumed
'You'.
...

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A man sitting on a toilet seat giving strength to his belly, 
though resting his chin on his hand imitating the thinker 
who is sitting in front of the gate of hell with deep thoughts, 
naked on the bottom-half because he couldn't get completely naked...

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I do not know how men many we were
or how we went, what we saw on the way 
nor do I know for what ungodly purport was ours
or what goaded us on into deeper uncharted territory 
despite our tortured souls and aching bodies protesting to...

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A pair of blue wings is hovering
against the inky black covering
within ‘Little Fox’ constellation
of Vulpecula designation,

portrayed with stipple sidereal
in Hubble image ethereal,
‘Hen two dash four three seven’ labeled.
A hen with fox is Aesop fabled,

except it was really a crow
in that apologue still apropos
where pride overcame...

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Your pulchritude rises from within you
And sits upon your beauty-coated skin,
Your aging does not thus reflect your wear 
But instead draws the undying shine within.

My eyes befogged by your unblemished smile
Do not see the murk of the filthy world around
But ever scan the perfect sparkle...

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When nylon nights
trade crystal colours 
in the stalls of nimble 
butterfly wings, 
I blossom as an 
irenic origami 
fervently fabricated 
with snowflakes of 
greedy gloom, 
stealing royal violets 
from the smokey estuaries 
flowing beneath the 
heavens befogged 
with indigos, glistening 
in periwinkle-arcs of 
abstract auroras....

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I kindle a candle at every bend
as years of life I routinely spend.
It is in the haze of one such light
that I step as a man this passing night
with a vision fresh and emboldened.

The sands have trickled through
the hour-glass and new
perspective holds yonder
a promise befogged...

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I was once stamped
Stamped by love
In my body's skin
Where the barcode remained
But love escaped
Due to an unknown cause
Aimless I am
Stranded and befogged
Like a headless bird
Unable to find its nest
Peaceless
Tranquillity seems illusory. 

Drencho POET Loads...

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I was sitting blithely on a summer day
When a child of God unleashed a threat.
So to the nth degree... it was lecturing me
And I could see it was quite upset.
I had no desire to offend...
And listened carefully to what it would say.
As it unveiled its...

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PADDLE YOUR OWN CANOE
 
Stand tall, raise high, blame not thy lot,
Tread path swift, find faults naught;
Decisions tough, impediments bountiful, solution yet to be taught,
On crossroads held, crisscross paths, life distraught!

Hold your ground yet firmly tread,
Not a cake walk though, life’s hostile instead;
Exhibit valour, let...

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There is a cruel desolation these days in death
No comfort in congregational crowds.
Fear crackles on every street corner 
With wary social distancing  observed
On the wards,the lives of victims and carers
Held in healing and helpless hands
Too little gear to keep them safe
And shortage of drugs...

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Moments in digression passed,
Timeless time spent, misspent,
The path of life on crossroads muddled,
Reason withheld, judgement befogged.
Encountering the hurdles abound,
Paving way with all his might,
Stumbling, rising, mounting, soaring,
The serpentine course of life meandering.
Failing each moment, desires unfulfilled,
Climbing the ladder, stumbling on each rung,
Foundering, alighting; the being...

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