Best Petrifies Poems
The dance commences, I retreat a step
Shattered from archaic engulfing patterns
You cha cha your storm forward in
Swirls of ancient abandonment and as
I skip back another, gasping for sufficient safety from suffocation,
You unfurl your blitz clawing the lioness’ leash
You decipher my terror and it emboldens your raging compulsion
Which suspends our inner children in connected cocoons and yet somehow
We cant reach each other as we intermingle desperately
It makes us stoic, empty and musically atrophied but
At a closer distance, oxygen less and congruently alone
And it sits frog like, stale and poisonous between us and still
The spire flattens and petrifies our reflections powered by a
Stalemate which devours our fragile humanity with a timid jocularity
Categories:
petrifies, allegory, humanity, imagery, relationship,
Form:
Couplet
Beetles, most likely, felled the giant.
A gruesome deterioration,
of a quiet magnitude,
ravaged inward.
Until, in the cold night,
root structure surrendered
from hardened ground,
to a misery of horizontal dust.
And where once the domain of birds,
was glorified above,
now gives shelter to ants and grubs.
Golden bark breathes no more.
A deathly gray instead petrifies,
the deceased former shade giver.
And yet as cell churns to molecule,
and molecule devolves its complexity,
soil enriches.
Earth becomes fertile.
And the dust again gives way to life.
Categories:
petrifies, allegory, nature, tree,
Form:
Free verse
All the things that tear me apart
And drove me completely insane
They are the echoes of my heart
Life stabbed me with a poisonous dart
And that caused me to gain
All the things that tear me apart
The pain and the loneliness in my art
The misery that causes tears to drop like rain
They are the echoes of my heart
My life is a show, happiness plays no part
If only I knew the way to drain
All the things that tear me apart
The nightmares that my insecurities start
The words “Someone please help me once again”
They are the echoes of my heart
The fact that life isn’t sweet as a tart
The emotions that petrifies my brain
All the things that tear me apart
They are the echoes of my heart
Categories:
petrifies, sorrow, me, life, me,
Form:
Villanelle
I smile at you when you aren’t looking.
The set of your mouth, as it furrows irresistibly
Commandeering your face into the desired degree
Of aloof concentration. Chin in hands, you rove about
A world I catch only in glimpses,
As it scintillates through the reflection in your incessant clarity.
I can see the glaze slipping as you fight your way
Through the glossy clouds that feather in overlapping layers
On your perception –I can see the radiance begin to focus
From the lucid orbs that center your face -unclenching as it emerges
Reluctantly from where it had seeped its inspiration –penetrated
To the profundity of your being.
I strain to catch that first flicker of warmth –the spellbound rebirth
Of the halcyon element I scorch myself with
Beyond the beyond the beyond –
But never scar.
It’s rending the fetters that closed behind it,
I can feel the crisp distance congeal
As it prepares to receive a dawn –
My face blazes with a sudden knowledge:
For one frozen moment, sluggish rays already frothing
Just beneath the surface, my breath petrifies as I
Inhale a fear that I will desecrate this magic –
That your perfection –exquisite to the point of pain –
Will dissipate –marred by an irreverent worth.
An emblem of stillness, I rasp over edges of milliseconds
-the tingling plunge that precedes all fall or flight-
Your eyelids lift, echoes of recognition bouncing
As I leadenly raise answering gaze to hem in selfish supplication.
Locked, your icy awe exults without breaking –
You answer my smile, as I gasp through gritted teeth.
We laugh about anything and nothing, I catch hold of my shreds again.
-inconsequential exhilaration-
Categories:
petrifies, love
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Don't ask the lady on the train,
of where she plans to go,
for where did her land turn into to sand,
you and I will never know.
Where flies the bird unknowingly,
with voices in our heart,
the moment dies and away she flies,
true to the mortal art.
Don't ask the lady of the chain
that we on earth do make,
for if she speaks with her tear bond cheeks,
it shall your pen and spirit break.
We stay to find the purpose not
nor for the unknown muse,
we poise our mind and nothing find,
the pattern then refuse.
Don't ask the lady of the lane
on which her sons do tread,
can distance drown the heavens town,
where we eat we make our bed.
The colour of the soul we wear,
a notion is the skin,
a part we seed and another bread,
only one can we back win.
Don't ask the lady of her pain,
for we are yet too young,
for time does mold the firmest hold
and petrifies the tongue.
An exit of the dreaming eye,
the advent of sane sight,
the steps you cast a moment last,
before silenced is the light.
Don't ask the lady on the train,
as we shall soon arrive,
but she will stay and for us pray,
for we are still alive.
The ideal changes with the form,
the crossing of the sigh,
while grief remains with all its pains,
below the common sky.
Don't ask the lady to explain
how can the being be whole,
beneath the sun we see no one,
just a shadow of the soul;
the moon then comes and all is clear,
her light does through you shine,
a single being all faces freeing,
we the shadows of design.
Don't ask the lady of the strain,
that time has left on her,
she will not try, but she will lie,
tell of the smiles that never were.
There is a place we keep with us,
the oasis of our bliss,
our service purge and with it merge,
the hurtful world dismiss.
Don't ask the lady of the gain,
that she gains from finding home,
there are faces lost at pleasures cost,
where the tears do turn to foam.
A torrent upon the growing shore
and within it a dream,
while we do long for the drowning song,
all hope turns into steam.
R.N.Khan, © 2014
Categories:
petrifies, adventure, deep, depression, desire,
Form:
Ode
Sometimes I ask myself why ?
All the love deteriorating, Christ it needs you to rejuvenate it,
All this anger in me like poison has intoxicated me,
My dream are saturated with vicious visions of your blood in my hands,
The pure tablet of my heart has been tarnished, leaving it in tatters
I’m radiating anger, I could even endorse Bin Laden,
I feel like the devils apprentice,
In the story book of life I’m rapidly turning into the antagonist,
omnicient father help me find a remedy,
All this anger is replenishable, its becoming chronic,
The networks of my mind are malfunctioning the Meer thought of joy petrifies me,
All this is your fault and your cursed bald head,
I swore to be a pacifist but may soul is filled with pugnacity,
your repulsive demeanor, your barbaric attitude,
but yet you hold tight the hands of an angel,
every drop of blood running through my veins prophess my hate for you,
Lord why is this feeling so bitter?
Sometimes I wish I was void off all emotions like a vacuum is void of all matter,
Categories:
petrifies, lost loveanger, me,
Form:
Demon possession is seen through spiritual eyes
The clarity of it so transparent you see it with your eyes closed
To be told you have them is like a dreaded disease
The mere knowledge of it transforms you
Questions pour in yearning for answers
I am confused
But I pray with you?…… I pray for you
How do you see the evil in me?
My prayers do not suffice to your standards?
Am I raising my voice to the wrong god?
Am I praying wrong?
Show me the path oh ye of righteousness
Are you the chosen one?
Your abilities to spot the not amazes me
Your purity petrifies me
Knowledge of truth is embedded in your bones
The depth of your understanding surpasses all
Please do not dare lift your eyes towards me
For fear you might be disgusted and go blind
I wonder
Do the others see the evil in me?
Am I stumbling them?
Am I making their pathway to righteousness narrow?
I am confused
I pray with you……I pray for you
I am trying to be near you
All you see is demons in me
It is painful to hear you say that
I am scared to pray
What if…
What if i….
I will gather the strength to look at you
To see your holiness
I am looking but… but….
I have heard of you before… Legion?
Categories:
petrifies, abuse, break up, change,
Form:
Free verse
The wind howls throughout the night smashing its power into my night, I hear the
force burst into my mind, such on line with love a UN controllable force.
It howls its might, petrifies my night curling me up in to a ball, it makes me so small ,
I feel the tears run down my face as it crashes through with its might the wind chills
my bones and runs it race to my toes.
he coldness drives into me like a knife of ice, impacting everything it touches and
freezing my core. Inside my tears now turn to ice as I feel the bite of the wind blast
as it wins it race to spread a deadly cold through me.
A bitterness that makes my teeth chatter sweet cold melodies and my nose joins the
course by running its prime liquid down my face, chilling my cheeks yet warmth does
not come and seems so many heartbeats away from the security it gave me.
After the bitterness of the night I wake and seek the warmth of my shower, as I feel
the water hit my cold damage body, I find some reprieve for the moment; I grab
something warm, walk outside in the brightness of the beautiful sun, and try to
forget the loss of my connection to her.
Categories:
petrifies, me, night, me, night,
Form:
AS THE COUNTRY CRIES
They calmly catches the cold from county,
Her calamitous cries crept to champion the country,
Her progenies cheers to cause pain for the plain,
And the the peaceful people lead to spray the peace like plane,
Her veins of county has no peace's,
As the terror, mounts petrifies nation to pieces,
Hear tears strolls and leave the mark of disgust,
As the bitter month of the satanic august,
The table of peace turn to toil on troubles,
And serve the people with plates of horribles,
As the nation breaks into tears of discomfort,
While the venom spread at it waist as the great serpent of comfort,
The cry of the virgin nation.
Categories:
petrifies, depression, discrimination, fear, political,
Form:
Classicism
Are you sitting down? Sit here, momentarily in this chair.
Let me convey to you something so very important.
Your body is unhinged to get mended will be a feat.
You must consume these pills, then obey those rules.
Forget your mannerisms and the way you even reason.
Everything you’ve ever celebrated is going to dissolve.
Pray to your messiah now with each waking day.
Your body must succumb for it to ever recuperate.
Everyone has an opinion but none have answers.
Sickness, pain and anguish with each petite step.
Tubes, needles and poison are the only solution.
Unhealthiness is hard to overcome, “please go away”.
Concealing the expressions in my hands sobbing, aching,
Occasionally wishing my conclusion was already here.
Foresight that the next day will only elevate anguish,
Swiftly I must awaken for this a new day has come!
“Why? Don’t force me! I ache, this future bleak!”
Inspiration came I knew that I had to ascend, reawaken.
Why today? I know why! It’s the assessment time.
Pressing forward, desiring worthy news to discover.
Optimistic that when his mouth agape I will be clear.
The inactivity induces more angst then the distress.
With many souls here, when did this supervene and why.
The seating room so crowded yet I only think for myself.
No longer distracted by my ailment I now pray for them.
Each can get through this let them envision my resolve.
Be firm, be courageous mustn’t sway from the objective.
Please lord; give these others the strength to overcome.
Being an unmerciful road, I hope the masses fare as well.
Throat knotting up and my eyes begin to fill with tears.
Hearing his voice petrifies my soul and yet encourages.
Walking in smiling, his exclamation so wonderful.
It’s gone, it has disappeared, finally time for me to rejoice.
Categories:
petrifies, angst, caregiving, confusion, depression,
Form:
The fact that you despise me,
Despite only having seen my good side,
Petrifies and destroys me,
Whenever I catch myself thinking about the things we’ve seen.
Polished against haphazard,
Me against you,
A lonely heart wanting to give all,
Belligerent in this fight,
Against complete apathy.
Don’t let me slip back into the despair,
Of one-night stands,
Walking home at eight in the morning,
Blending into the crowd of put-together people,
My make-up running,
In my dark and lacy clothes.
You knew,
That I loved you,
But you threw it away,
When the going got tough,
To pursue someone else.
Since I’ve been loving you,
I’ve lost my mind,
Colours, dizziness, ideas,
Overtake my conscious being,
Leaving my soul in the attic,
Of a broken mind.
Categories:
petrifies, depression, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
I work in mental health and hear lots of stories from people who have suffered abuse, when young. This poem is about the abuse suffered by a child that led to psychosis as an adult. Warning: if you’re ‘triggered’or ‘offended’ by the content of the poem. Please don’t read it.
I know a man
I know a man who knows a man,
Who lives inside his head
The man I know has told me that,
This man fills him with dread
He scolds him, calls him bastard
And he says he should be dead
He mocks him daily, takes the piss
And tears his life to shreds
This man I know, informs me that,
The man inside his head
Has lived with him since he was young
And raped him in his bed
He told me that, the man he knows,
Upstairs would lightly tread
To slide between duvet and sheet
And wrong him while he slept
The man who lives inside his head,
Was both his parents friend
He baby sat when they went out,
Abuse this did portend
This man I know, then just a child
Was too weak to defend;
Himself from lust of pedophile
Who ‘ed’ him till he bled
Pshycotic now, this man I know
He takes olanzapine
It quells the voice inside of him
But life is not serene
The man who lives inside his head
Though quiet and unseen
Still petrifies this man I know
And haunts his nightly dreams
N..L.G
Categories:
petrifies, abuse, betrayal, child, mental
Form:
Rhyme
i got my own morals
because i got no role models
i got my past mistakes to look at
so i don't fall when i stumble or crumble
the future petrifies me
especially when they say i imitate someone
Categories:
petrifies, life, people,
Form:
Free verse
There is something strange
There is something peculiar
About this five letter word
This word can make one quiver
Five letters that makes you shiver
It's one word that sends chills down your spine
It terrifies, it petrifies, it creates fear
Court why is it never fair
It makes you not want to appear
Lies, truth all piled into one
Court is an Irish stew
Waiting to be serve
Waiting to be heard
Court is definitely a pot of Calalou
Crabs, herbs a messy delicacy
Designed to fulfill
Witness,jury, you and the judge
Waiting to be heard
Waiting to be served
A decision to be made
Your life on the line
Hanging be a thread
A solution that may alternate
The rest of your life
One man , one decision
Court what a place not to be.
Categories:
petrifies, anxiety, change, conflict, corruption,
Form:
Free verse
"it still petrifies me,
even after so many attempts,
the daunting task,
of forgetting you..
of unlearning,
your voice,
your eyes,
your kisses,
your promises..
at first my heart revolts,
but it must be done..
so i hold on courageously,
and march along..
but to forget,
i must first remember..
so, i replay..
all the nights we shared,
and the sunrises we saw..
all the secrets we told,
and the promises we made..
only then i proceed,
to dismiss,
to erase,
to forget..
i retrace all the steps we walked
and i replace all the things you touched,
i bury all the gifts we exchanged ,
and burn all the poems you wrote..
only i must be penalized,
for being fantastically foolish..
you will be spared..
but abandoned..
much like a nasty half-truth..
i will not,
cry or yell or whimper,
but i will also,
no longer share,
the gift of,
my voice,
my smile,
my aura..
for you must learn too,
alongside me,
that the only way,
to not get hurt,
is by never getting,
TOO ATTACHED...
Categories:
petrifies, absence, depression, heartbreak, heartbroken,
Form:
Free verse