Best Traceless Poems

"The Phenomenal Transient World"



I had a thought
it came 
from Me

that internal Me
the Me, that Is,
I Am 

It traversed a 
world outwards
from inside

like the rings
recorded in the 
trunk of a tree

like the rings 
of water rippling
skipping stones 

they moved on 
electric currents
outwards 

into the vortex 
of...

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The scent of night perfumes my pillow here tonight 
alongside jasmine dreams that will never go away 
A traceless dusk awaits me by tomorrow's infant light
as I dream beneath the umbra of a lost forgotten day 

Silently I revel by the flowered gates of Paradise...

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Please...do not look away…
I am more than what you see… 
I have no claims or expectations.
I am more than innocence fleeing.. 
more than flesh and blood, but soul as well.

I am free of selfish wants, fear or greed …
I am like a fruit...on the fringe...

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~ the traceless figures - leave the deepest traces ~
                                   ...

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Tomorrow came a day too late
Held fast beneath a Tyrant's hand
Who lied in Corporate "Double Speak"
With blooded swords and lightening bolts
In languages forgotten
Long before the thunder died
And mushroom clouds filled up the sky.

Look down to Middle Mountain Keep;
The inner city walls are breached beyond repair
The...

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Traceless marble existing perpetual
Focus the tender the pretty glamour
The fidelity she carry, unexpectedly 
A flickering ocean may have marry
A murmuring whale hush to shore
And sparkle in wind before all, yes
Waves of feathers dressed in silk
Floating tender white fabric gloss
A Rose in May showers light rays
Till...

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Banal secrets…


Just another night.
He leaves 
a bagful of snacks, 
cans of emptiness
scattered on the lumpy couch, 
in front of the tube 
now broadcasting 
a series 
on those who are yet to return, 
the traceless ones
the lost ones. 
	
The verandah on which
he comes out at night
comes...

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With quite some ups and downs, twists and turns,
so illusionarily the mundane affairs fare,
racking everything up so far into thin air.
Traceless the same is my beloved, 
like a draught slipping through the door shoved,
only a wisp of fragrance, ethereally evocative, in dream of old lingering...

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I know you can't see me

And my appearance you barely see.

Striving for your attention, is like being lost at sea.

You can't find me on the map or you compass.

Because being with you, I know its justs  being traceless.

You know I always care about you...

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Lament of a Traveler

So far ahead the shattered break
With drifting light through limbs that ache
So far behind left to hesitate
On raven wings broke the key of dreams

And so many footprints spent traceless
Along sundown’s passage
As they search in expectation of finding a different way
To borrow for...

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An abstract dull spirit, amorphous and loose,
Cloudy and irate, possessing the even  soul,
Haunts the frail  mind and body on the whole
Of the one who fervently chases a wild goose 
Firmly believing the strange enigmatic world
Of fancy to be real and divine, demanding all
Venturesome...

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I wish I could remember the first day.
First hour,first moment of your meeting.
If bright or dim the season.
It might be summer or winter for aught I
can see.
So unrecorded did it slip away.
So blind was I to see and too forsee.
So dull to mark the budding...

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Listen Africa,oh my motherland
May epitome of beauty,my extollation
You listen;inhabitants of my nobleland
How did we reach this destination?

On a podium I stand
A place weary,scary;no one dares!
A plea I forward;
Hear my brothers' silent ululation
To his heart keeps to himself
The pain,depression and struggle
Like a shooting arrow they attack
To...

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grab your pail, we'll clean the sea
fetch a comb to coiff the sand
don't fall for burning cities, to be
eternalized
as a pinnacle of table salt
pinch me, porfa!
looking up/down—that's insurance
perilous looking back
psychics looking forward
pronouncing words
over tomorrow's world
should you be dissolved
by hands
furious at future-telling feats
well, you would have...

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