Best Ruptures Poems

another typical day, with feet on the ground
  ordering the hedge to meet my image of trim
  many measured bits fall before the cutting edge
  casual thoughts detach, is there anybody in ?

  then some mental inner disturbance jangles
  with...

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‘Anger is one letter short of danger.’
Excess of it, our life can endanger.
Anger when grown into aggression and violence,
Works in vicious ways and is a great malaise
It fosters hatred and ruptures many hearts,
Angry words can wound and pierce like darts. 

But Anger becomes a sublime...

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Implant within me a seed monthly, though the pulverization derides me. Let it conjure hope and solace to shatter my reality as venomous weeds entwine it, sickening me as I lay still in the liquid birthed from my own fruit. Implant within me a seed;...

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Love should only ever kindle the present and the future. Not the past…

Primarily, I am second.

For I have placed others on similar platforms
Made of charred cedar and revamped memories

Unintentionally

It is not intent that we embrace, but the end result.

Good, brief. 
Bad, seared.

Branded

I hang my smile...

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often
daydreaming
the ripe figment 
of imagination
ruptures 


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Cinqku Poetry Contest
Sponsor Charles Messina
Placed 2nd
© 21st April 2020...

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Unquotable quotes: Tale-Carriers, Gossip-Mongers, Courrier-Pigeon Caretakers, Smoke-Signal Puffers and Tom-Tom Thumpers – XXVI

Could there be such things as political shenanigans or inter-continental warfares, even catastrophes, natural disasters, tsunamis, irruptions, conflagrations, inundations, landslides, typhoons, tornadoes, hurricanes, plagues, pestilence, famines, accidents, police brutality, paedophilia, fratricide, patricide, racism,...

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Hurt hidden corrodes
Ruptures lives
Alters futures...

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All the DNA  I allowed myself understand

remained silent within

All the ruptures I wished to shout, illuminate

All that I paid with pain and grew in peace

remained testimony in my dreams



I sing melodies that carry graces

profound from so much sage pain

full of nightmares from truthful pathways

with...

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... in the quiet moments
Love enters the arena
to no applause
yet, it is clearly seen
pushing through the ceiling
the entire world crumbles
at Love’s feet
it is a giant cyclops
one eye on everything
it is heard in the heart
felt in the mind
a contradiction
where old dreams
split at the seams
the meaning of...

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(Continues after part 1)

Stopped to talk, and then “Since his voice now dries”,
Told poet to me, “your time don’t lose, be fast;
But speak, and ask him, if like that more arise”.

And I to him: “Let you again questions cast
About what you imagine for me are...

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The volcano sets the fire calmly
forsaken in the loneliness of time.
Seething, the hot flames lie quiet
swirling until the day it ruptures 
and explodes, the fire spreading 
to cover the mountain. 

This day is not as a day of anger 
but of the divine unleashed carrying...

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Silence not just opposite of voice
More of ear turning deaf to outside noise 
 
Close ears to outside din
And hear subtle murmur within

Listen Heart beats in rhythm and rhyme
No music composer can beat the music divine  

Listening same beats for sometime
Makes one slip in...

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( this is my way to bring out what i see and what i object to ... the happenings in the state of Goa )
 When strange lands begin to unfold
And pathways commence to get green and fold
All the thoughts we held up in hope
Now...

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Every reason equates to both the truth or curtains. 
Within the visible light of mind, unveil the blurriness or shade it for certain. 
Emotions are as true as the hands that caress it. 
The speech that moulds it and the yearning to believe it. 
Yet...

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Slowly they creep in,
The evil burning through the night.
The crickets sound the alarm,
Feet trampling grass as they run.

Owls turn a blind eye,
They fear for the outcome. 
The caves swarmed with bats,
The essence draws near.

Into the night they fly,
The last catch of the day sneaks away.
Holwing...

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