Best Cast Away Poems
The fog rolls in at the loss of a mother…by Poet
climb
into
the last time
you feel cold sheets
against your body
others plump your pillow
you hope to see everyone
before you close your eyes to them
they’ve dressed you in a lovely nightie
cast away opened-back hospital gown
you lay on death’s chest- there’s nothing to fear
painfully know you have to let go.
you feel the boat pulling you out
tears stinging your eyes and theirs.
the body’s staying, soul’s
departing the shore.
kisses on cheek
and forehead
blessing
you.
It’s
final
they’re grieving
near the lighthouse
a lookout for rocks
the blast of a foghorn
they’ve drifted into its midst
lost half a year with the monsoon
friends pick them up, wipe away their tears
a buried treasure hugged from time to time
2/17/2022
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Cast Away
Waiting for you makes me feel
Like a cast away in Malden
So much golden sand
To slide my bare feet in
My feet feel each hot grain
Fills between each toe
Sun bakes the air around me
As I feel the warm wind blow
My eyes see an endless sight
Of such blue I can't take in
The waves, the crests, the tides
Loneliness, running thin
Waiting for you makes me feel
Should I hope you’d ever come?
I spend the day collecting seashells
Inevitably missing some
I’ll stare out into blue’s madness
Until the heat burns out my eyes
And never stop looking for you
Where the ocean meets the sky
Planes of rescue flew over me
While waves have eaten this coastline
I'm going mad in my sadness
Somehow wishing you would be mine
As I drive down this lonely road
Wondering when it will end
I see my heart among the snow
Cold and alone laying with tire tracks
A beautiful sight to the eyes
But to this heart it waits to melt
The sun has not risen in many years
Just waiting for the snow plow
To cast me aside
(This picture is very close to where I live, just taken two days ago it's colder then crap up here, lol)
A stranded lone man
talking to a volleyball...
personified friend
though only listens
it gives him inspiration...
wilson the friend
© kashinath karmakar (Dec 2011)
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Placement:9th;(Dec 2011)
Contest:Senryu me a movie Scene
Sponsor:Andrea Dietrich
Lost
stranded
thirst to live
found the way out
won
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Placement: 6th (January 2011)
Contest:My favourite movie
Sponsor:Royal Trevino
By:kashinath karmakar(12th January 2011)
cast away your sorrows and fears
let go of all the things that weigh you down
and soar into the night sky
past the moon and the stars
and into the cool embrace of the universe
float motionless and look down
on everything that was and everything that is
and everything that is still to be
you may not sleep forever
but don't ever stop dreaming
hold onto infinity
Acquainted with love again
I soon recovered from past pain
I met this goddess in a tight black dress
I peaked Kilimanjaro, at the sight of her, I must confess
We exchanged digits and addresses too
She said she loved me and I said “I love you”
Problem is that she lived in the far away
But I said I got to have her as she left with a hypnotic sway
So, you guessed it, I placed in a box my healed heart
It was as good as new and wouldn’t break apart
Sent it to her overseas by FedEx
Yep I was horrified at what happen next
The bloody plane crashed in the sea
With a lone survivor, nobody knew where he could be
I hear the sod washed up on an island beach
My heart was drenched in tears and out of reach.
However, the boxes all wash up on the shore
The bugger ripped them open but mine he kept aside on the floor
Every box he ripped I felt it in my chest
I silently said please, not the one with the gold crest
Anyway I think he was feeling what I was going through
As he developed a pain in and didn’t know what to do
The pain was severe, a bloody tooth ache
Which the poor bugger knocked out with the blade of an ice skate
My heart was telling him what to do
And he knew that this box was now important to him too
Eventually he mustered the courage to leave the island on a raft
Which took him some time to build but mastered the craft
When he left the island he took the box his ball friend, Flintstone
And started adrift with a hope to see home
A ship found him passed out floating on the sea
With a box tightly gripped for her from me
They dropped him off in the town where my heart was to be
And he made sure he delivered it himself you see
But a week later I received a box with a note
That sank my heart and choked my throat:
“I love you my Sidney but your love was too late”
“I finally received it but I couldn’t wait”
“I have married now and I hope you did too”
“I return your heart and remember that I love you”
So if you were ever wondering what was in that FedEx box
It was my broken heart wrapped in a pair of warm wooly socks…
Cast Away And Close
Cast away on an island surrounded by seas far apart from
my soul mate and lover I am now viciously dependent alone
independent in solitude for a day years or forever or not
Connection I need and therefore I would want my ~ ‘Mind’ ~
to not have been knocked out when the mast of the vessel
collapsed on my scull when dehydration set in coming to shore
Without healthy senses I would die in recluse could not overcome
contused bones and bruised Self a squashed heart punctured lung
had no way to recover in view of starvation of tummy and soul
In itself this required ~ ‘Fortuity’ ~ the luck of the draw when the storms
arrested my journey condemned me to change my perception of
retreating into myself while I searched for some foodstuff and water
Without the grace of good fortune thanking well meaning stars the
Universe or some Goddess in gratitude would be bereft of thanks and
of meaning since in that case my life and reality had ceased to exist
Healthy reason and feeling saved by good luck and some tatters of judgement
would complete my kit of survival when combined with ~ ‘Hope’ ~ the
for ongoing search for meaning my plans evolution and dreams
Otherwise dead in the water and my longing stuck in the sands of
crusted time and oblivion the crystals of being any re-writing
of future and belonging once more would lie shattered and crushed
Me on that island and my story narration in such troubling challenge
facing trial and summons tests of my strength and acceptance
would be futile and senseless without
~ Fortitude and hope in my Mind ~
29th November 2016
Silence me-
Hush my breath,
Whisper a feather, your kiss.
Defy dawn’s fast approach.
Could fate have proclaimed such a beauty,
Golden webs weaved entwining our souls?
Or has God blessed this union,
As our conjurer of love?
Perfection, my dear, is flown long last,
And gifted to the heart.
Sweep me away so that we may stay,
Forever one in eternity.
Too hot too hot yells the boy then he shouts
with four little waifs on the run he has clout
they jerk him around
by a swimming ground
poor little guy soaked and wet, like a trout
Too hot too hot he cries as he dips his head
still as a stalk they mistake him for dead
they yank at his shirt
four brats and a squirt
he stands there all wet in his soppy red Keds
Stop it stop it he hollers then he begins to run
with heart pumping joy he heads for the sun
its a fun loving day
for this small cast away
too hot too hot he shrieks but he doesn't shun.
Cast away she remains,
On the deserted island of sadness
Looking around she wonders
Where has everyone else gone that made her feel loved?
Are they hiding amongst the driftwood memories?
Or have they left her there to die alone...
Tomorrow, she knows the sun will rise again,
But for today she succumbs to the darkness of her mind once more
The waves of silence drive her insane,
As she longs for a whisper of anyones voice to break the silence
She has pushed the world down under the sand,
But now finds herself searching for comfort in even strangers
Alone as the dawn of a new day arrives,
Alone as the moon rises in the sky
I am cast off, useless baggage
as I wait like a fixture
outside your door
discarded and ignored.
Oh, daggers of my agony!
I pose a threat
though I know not why
as I wait outside your door.
Am I seeing a dull, nameless puppet?
as I’m yanked and pulled
ripped and torn
as I wait outside your door.
For you hold the ace
our grandson!
the innocent one that I adore.
How you tease me
first you come
then pull away
for I cannot enter
your locked, blocked door.
Your house, too messy
Do Not Enter! plastered
outside your wretched door!
Still I wait, an unwanted relic
outside your impossible door.
Do I hear shouts? Curses?
My son and yourself
you, his wife!
Oh, the pestilence!
a daughter by his marriage
living inside that impenetrable door!
I am numb, washed all over
anesthetized, nothing
numb and ignored
waiting outside your deafening door!
My presence has created a war!
Jealousy is a demon that I abhor!
Pit of blackness, dirge of sorrows
more and more!
Weary laden, I turn
from your damning door
besotted and forlorn
as I whisper “nevermore”.
Written on 2/10/2018
Tomorrow never came
And still throughout the deepest of love
So divine, a taste of sweetness
Thoughts controlled by one mind
Hopelessly I'll dream but only for one
I love only one
I've loved only once
Simple minds make powerful love
But who shall I love?
If love only came once
Empty hearts- tasteless thoughts
A sweet gesture before we depart
Whispers, cries of lust
Love stories spoken
But love wasn't born for us
So my words are vague(inside I'm so cold)
I close my thoughts and write with rage
Loves a centerfold open and closed
A diverse writer
For I am poetry
And the words bound by love has taken my soul
Afraid, Buts, Cautious
Destroys Everything, Failure?
God? Happiness? Imprisoned
Jackass? Killer, Life?
Monotonous, Nothing?
Options, Power, Quest!
Understanding, Voice! Witness
My homies that don't know me from the outside in
And wherever home is I feel outside in
I feel inside out
Wide open and shut
I keep silent but inside me i am screaming aloud
I keep trying to learn me how to figure me out
Why do they stencil always try to figure me out
Let me sink to the bottom
Then they try to finger me out
Sometimes the world feels scaled down like a figurine house
And I'm a real boy
Or perhaps the houses chew toy
Now I know why they keep swallowing then spitting me out
Yes, I am never about
Yes I am hiding out loud
To my homies that don't know me from the inside out