Best Vanishing Point Poems

In my portrait of life   the
    palette began in pigments
of blue, red and yellow,
         but with each stroke,
my horizons slowly dissolved   into
  mustard, muddy brown 
and burnt orange.

Not everything...

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When the sky mimics an illusory highway,  
  camouflaged in colors of confusion,  
    crowded with contrasts of chaos,  
I stand stranded    at the crossroads,  
   draped in   distorted resolutions,...

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two lines converge mirage meets ~ unrequited love on a one way street...

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As I walk along the soft velvet sand,
I find a pretty seashell wearing a big red band.
The calm blue shades of the light blue sea,
goes on and on as far as I can see.
I could not stay,
I just needed to run away.
Being called by the...

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Sometimes we talk without thinking
Sometimes we give without counting
And sometimes we wait for something that’s only skin deep,
Love is beautiful that’s what novels say
Love is painful that’s what my core felt 
But between my pain and their beauty there’s a huge mountain 
A thorny path...

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Feeling a little cross
I gave out to god
For piling different shapes 
upon my hod
To think, we never had 
any future plan 
So made one up
with the home insurance man 

Anyway, I'm covered 
for a sudden leak
But excess is high
and outlook pretty bleak 
With water damage...

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So many eras make a lifetime pass;
they start and end until each vanished point
explodes into a world of greater joy.

From birth to young adults we pass- then start
again where we will walk another path;
perhaps to fall in love and so expand 

a great dimension that...

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Sunset,sunrise 
  in a continues
  process so,it may 
  create a ' vanishing point'
   we,i wish we can..............





with love all
jagdish bajantri...

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The ironing on hold,
she donned a teddy for a span,
gazed at her reflection in the mirror
through puffy eyes
tucked beneath a coonskin cap,
hand-sewn in some god-forsaken sweatshop,
then grabbed the keys,
hopped into the Countryman
with a profound sense of gratefulness
for the surge of power as she punched the...

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From the point of no return where limits reach
The ambiguity between what's heard and seen
Would mind define imaginary speech,
To correct what isn’t there, a different scene.

From far the noise is heard, as seconds past,
It’s gone and you still hear what went before
The speed of light...

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Here I am alone 
on a deserted beach 
the sea is rough
As the waves swell 
I walk in the long 
shadow I cast before me
Cold is the wind 
that slices at my back. 
I stand and scan the distant horizon 
to see what is coming.
I...

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When an old love of mine withdrew from me,
I hadn’t quite noticed it at first.
Like a flower pressed between 
two pages in a book,
the fading of his love I now can clearly see.

At first, love was a rose deep ruby red.
Never could I think that...

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This world, in which we all live, has been split in two.
On one half is me, on the other half is you.
There is wonder and beauty, on both sides to behold.
I know we can bridge the gap, no matter what we are told.

We have two...

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Far beyond the supermarket workers and the gardeners building their own allotments, the boy soldiers and the coal-miners with dusty lungs, the women helping mould silver bullets for wars and the ministers off with their leather bound Bibles walking through jungles, past the jolly sailor,...

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The center of a spinning fan.
An egg sizzling on a frying pan.
The gemstone on a ring.
My eyes like that kind of thing.
Staring blankly is free and calm.
As free as the lines on my palm.
I stare and observe.
As if discovering a new species of bird.
But learning...

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