Best Entangles Poems
Silence breeds a droning bunch,
a blackened kettle, a stolen lunch.
The dismal lead while sheep give chase,
a silent echo, a spoofed embrace.
Abandoned youth viewed once again,
a manifest of mice, not men.
Hypocrites now preach the word,
murdered lines and vision blurred.
Despair entangles a shallow light,
disavowed, this tale they write.
A painted faux becomes the rage,
dyed and bleached on every page.
A conjured trick becomes their ruse,
theft and fraud showcase thy muse.
Invisibly, the truth is moot,
concealed in dirt, this hidden root.
Categories:
entangles, change,
Form:
Rhyme
Music, art of sound, pitch, rhythm
Meditation, art of disciplining mind, body in tandem
Music harmonises senses, eases tensed up muscles
Meditation calms mind freeing it from weed of entangles
Music, the way is from ears to senses through mind
Meditation, the way is from body to no-body, from mind to no-mind
Music is instrumental in mind and body harmonising
Meditation is dropping mind and body for soul searching
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By Hitendra Mehta
April 2011
For Members Contest - Music & Meditation by Dr Ram Mehta
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Categories:
entangles, musicart, art, body,
Form:
Couplet
I am not normal no one is ..
Far inside the feeling exists
Round and round I go over it
Where is it ?
It ceiced to be .. no bell ring
Engraved set thoughts to be
implicated into eachother
As they continue no matter
Links are made and i batter
Which arr the myths which are the truths ..
How bitter ... i may feel if I declare a myth from a glare
Acquire wits
Accelerated emotions ..
Bewildered if not listened
Obvious is already known
Feel so deep I hate to repeat ..
Perception is quick
Subconscious level is real ..
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Converse and express
The emotions deflection..
With enthusiastic rhythm of convention..
Expecting returned mutual appreciation..
No recess
Just distress
thoughts are making
me feel lovely but also unordered. .. uterly groundless and bounded ..
My heart entangles
My thoughts hurt me , and its like subconcious bullets.. running through my neutral paths...
At last ... its hard maybe its better if you love your simple life , i am not like that ..
If you are me ,then you're welcome to engage and feel the words I now set free ..
Categories:
entangles, confusion, identity, me, memory,
Form:
Free verse
When hurt descends from the tree of life and
The stepladder breaks straight onto your pain
A trampoline turned jo-jo strangles creeping ivy
Entangles in trapezes and dreams of surrender
Pick me up where I have buried my wounded soul
Uncover my darkness and cradle my weeping heart
Mind gaps’s emotions and feelings of rational thought
Transcend into vibrating light of balance and harmony
At the bottom of searching for circles’ impermanence
Rests a rusty wheel barrow that nestles a garden of love
Sheds a load from my shoulders and unburdens torment
Fallow fields harbour seeds of regrowth and compassion
15th January 2020
Categories:
entangles, life,
Form:
Free verse
Within the twilight of the witching hour,
where dreams mingled with reality,
your tongue, a sacred blade, flicks me open—
each unspoken word unfurling from your lips
presses against the ache of mine like a spell.
And I gasp—
my lungs filled with stardust sighs,
as explosions of nebulae grace the dark behind my eyes.
"The clouds parted like the pursed lips of desire".
In the gravity of your kiss, I taste the cosmos,
each particle a hymn of knowing:
there is no holier truth
than to be drawn into your orbit.
The hallucinogenic hymnal hums low,
and secrets spill from me like sacred offerings,
stoking the fire of our ritualistic ravaging.
Our souls swirl with stardust and cosmic lust,
entwined in divine disarray,
beaming through a haze of shimmering particles.
Essence entangles like twin serpents—
coiled hemipenes locked in a celestial trance,
rekindling the ancient flame.
I stitch my lifelines into your skin, silver-threaded,
a living scripture written in shimmering ink.
Within this realm of halcyon hymns,
we are a sensual sonata,
notes melting into ether
as we dissolve, waiting
for the encore of reincarnation.
Our new bodies form
from the shards of broken constellations,
and we descend once more
through heaven’s opalescent gate—
hopeful that fate's hand, in quiet mercy,
will place us again
into each other’s sacred embrace.
Categories:
entangles, imagery, love, passion, romantic,
Form:
Free verse
beneath the gnarled b r a n c h e s,
a photo rests within my clutch.
time d
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p
s
like h o n e y e d amber;
i long for vanished visions,
saudade, a muffled heartache.
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moonlight streaks through tangled trees; h
a silken s i l h o u e t t e shrouds my aura. t
a gentle caress grazes my shoulder, o
memories of her touch f l u t t e r like m
the past entangles with the present;
the scent of f a d e d jasmine lingers.
as the night drones on softly,
cold air wraps around my wistful longing.
poison ivy clings to crumbling cemetery walls.
i look to the heavens for answers,
as the sky weeps and squalls in erupting solar storms.
her scattered ashes settle like snowflakes,
softly blanketing the remnants of forgotten joys,
cradling memories like delicate g l a s s.
the red thread of family ties is now seve /
/ red;
the roots asphyxiate on generational sorrow.
if the olive trees knew what
became of hands that planted them,
their oil would become t
e
a
r
s.
time’s relentless hand ticks on,
while decaying hearts beat like distant d r u m s,
resounding in the silence of cursed solitude.
Categories:
entangles, death, deep, grief, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Love knows no color
we love with our heart
loving without barriers
we write with our soul
therefore we are artists...
this is a poem
about interracial love
sit back and read it
and learn like Aesop's fables...
She is dark like the night
I am bright as day
when we are together
we create a radiant light..
She the dark ebony princess
dark against my ivory skin
contrasting the shades of our bodies
we marinate in reality's dreams
stapling our color together
a passion that takes us
to forbidden exotic places...
Our color entangles within our arms
we dance in meadows taboo
we kiss in the soft tall grass
crushing daisies with our naked bodies..
we speak bliss and love with our tongues
a language not even her African ancestors would understand
creating magic in our stolen moments
as our bodies yearn to satisfy the other..
Elders before us roll over in their graves in anguish
surprised a love so sacred and eternal
this bridge between two souls
perhaps could be too painful to witness...
My body electric to her brown crescent moon figure
sparking as i caress with vanilla fingers
into any crater that can be found
satisfying the insatiable desires of our shadows..
After long afternoons of tongue and touch
we find safety in our refuge
laying in the ruins of our forbidden pleasures
so snug and serene in our exotic jungle...
Categories:
entangles, beautiful, beauty, love, relationship,
Form:
Free verse
HELP! HELP!
She is sinking,
Sinking into the abyss of despair.
Her brain is striken And her mind is stifled.
She has been enervated.
Her integrity is being manipulated,
Irrationality acts as spring board to moral decadence,
Opacity then entangles her efficiency
While her eminence sleeps.
She became vulnerable.
Poor thing, she is raped, maimed and looted.
Has she not been violated?
Does her plight warrants a revolution?
However, she demonstrated.
She shrilled,
"No!", "No!"
She pleaded with her predators.
All these were to no avail
Her future seems gloomy
As the predators succeeded in orchestrating yet another tragedy.
Engulfed in this evident realm of adversity.
She sits and ponders
With tears flooding her miserable cheeks.
She then cried,
HELP! HELP!
I am sinking,
Sinking into the abyss of despair.
Categories:
entangles, confusion, depression, fear, sad,
Form:
Narrative
The moon is my muse
and love is the fuse
that burns my fire
and enrages my soul.
The moon is high
and the moon is my heart.
Holding high
and the stars around
clouds not in sight,
I shall go now on a flight.
The moon is my muse
and love is the fuse
that burns the fire
and enrages my soul.
Till tomorrow,
I shall go onto those who love on another,
and we shall gaze upon the moon
together, and love will light my fuse
that entangles my soul
and I shall fall in love
and you shall fall in love
and we all shall fall in love with each other.
And... I shall take a deep breathe
and hold close to my heart
a beautiful and romantic poem
of the silver laced moon
high up in the sky.
Categories:
entangles, beautiful, beauty, dedication, deep,
Form:
Free verse
Was struck by light
Glowing golden
with dazzling warmth
Of endless fortune of wealth,
Teachings of love
Beauty and wisdom
Pearls of joy
Giving with cheer
Pass through pain
With strength in prayer
Your charm entangles
Mine life with chords
And flames of bliss
Unfolding endlessly
Passionately kissed
With divine beauties
Con Amore
Categories:
entangles, appreciation, beauty, happiness, happy,
Form:
Light Verse
I can feel the freezing fright and fear rattling in the marrow of my bones;
It immerses me.
I can feel the vexing uncertainty shrouding me like a black cloud;
It swallows me.
I can feel the baleful worry surrounding me like a pack of ravenous wolves;
It encircles me.
I can feel the awful dread welling and swelling up in me like a violent maelstrom;
It envelops me.
I can feel the cumbersome woe strangling me like a constricting python;
It entangles me.
I can feel the taxing stress crashing and breaking like tsunami waves on the shores of my mind;
It besets me.
I can feel the agonizing anguish beating my beleaguered soul to a bloody pulp;
It besieges me.
I can feel the terrible torment fomenting an emotional breakdown and upheaval;
It encompasses me.
I can feel the perplexing pain plaguing my heart with rancorous delight;
It inundates me.
I can feel the damnable distress torture every fiber of my being;
It binds me.
But I can also feel the wondrous spirit of Hope rising inside me like a spring of faith;
It strengthens me.
*Written for my dad who is now battling kidney cancer. All thoughts, prayers, good
vibes and well-wishes are sincerely appreciated. Thank you ~Chan
Categories:
entangles, cancer, conflict, hope, how
Form:
Free verse
A life with you, lived in the blossoms
Showered together by rain, greener in the autumn
Close to your heart, a place with immense beauty
Where we lived together, loving being our duty.
Your look exhibits smiles, of infinite pretty flowers
Your fabrics caressing my body, sensation lasted for hours
Your fragrance rooted in my breath, seems to have immortal power
We cuddled each other endlessly, conjoining our loving minds
Love within growing stronger, our dreams met a thousand times.
A living passion that glowed, whenever our eyes met
Desirous thirst engraved within, revealed itself then i bet
Gentle touches through the bodies, hastily, its her soothing fingertips
Delectable and soulfulness, i found, the taste of your lips
A blissful glory of love, closely entangles our eyes
Lustful and intimate souls, find and bind their ties
Every tide in our bodies, when builds up the the amplitude
Every lurid desire then awakes, the amatory deeply blued.
Not just so platonic, not just is thirst my dear
Whatever the heart desires, that truly is love my peers
No dams shall ever hold, the boundless matters of the heart
No words shall ever define, it in its truest verse.
Categories:
entangles, body, love, lust, philosophy,
Form:
Trapped in her beauty-
oh such beauty so uncommon in this world,
such beauty she possesses like a jewel in a dust cloud
of destruction, greed, violence, and death;
her beauty is such a thing that possesses my heart
and entangles my soul;
for trapped in her beauty is beauty in itself.
She is lovely,
like no other before,
and she knows something
that none have known before.
She is beautiful,
and she is kind;
love conjured me and her beauty
locked me away from society;
I lost my mind when she'd gone away a year ago today;
now I see she is no where to be found-
still I am still trapped in her luxurious beauty-
.2.14.2014.
Categories:
entangles, beauty, death of a
Form:
Prose Poetry
Here, away from the weight of strain
where domestic thorns are spiked and ripped,
she entangles her damp hair
then bares frozen sighs, running barefoot
along softened meadow grounds;
her soul cleansed by moonglow's peace,
forced not to yield to a man's cycle
of incessannt rage, as moist eyes
float with the new moonlight's gentleness
rendering herself empowered once more
against the hissing of pierced words ,
lesions marked on a slammed body... until
a balmy oak offers a hammock of strength,
while she tries to grasp the truth; aware now
that an alliance quite violent is illusion's bite.
Mindful, she knows she must return home,
to finally unchain herself from the shackles
of his vicious game... it is all over.
John Hamilton's Woman in Chains Contest
8/29/2020
Categories:
entangles, abuse, recovery from, woman,
Form:
Free verse
She is loving me
But in another man’s arms
Her heart she says is longing for me
Her body she lays cuddled in a man’s arms.
Her heart for me
And her body given to him
Her body she withhold from me
And her heart given to me she denies him.
She plays a love
Like a single in a double act
Her body and heart differs in love
As the clouds kiss the water, she awes the act.
But a witty spider
She entangles in her web
A cockroach and lures a gecko, rather
The gecko preys on it and the roach tore its web.
Categories:
entangles, betrayal, crazy, irony, love,
Form:
Verse