Best Wildness Poems

I felt my thoughts run wild
 Was I really a demon child
 Thoughts tightened my head grew light
 I hoped my expression was on my face right
 
I absorbed your statement surety taking flight
 Your questions growing old
 Your coming across as way to bold
 So this is the child you stole
 
Standing here now...

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I hate and I love.
How much I hunger
for the days when I was younger,
for the days when  I was really free,
for the days when I was a real me.
And what is happening now?
Has the world turned upside down?
I do not say any more “Wow!”
Nothing surprises me.
I can only realize
this horrible situation
with discomfort and even...

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Your words of wisdom have vanished.
Suddenly, my chest starts bleeding.
I'm not sure whether I'll be adequately handled.
Throw and forfeit with the void wind blowing.

The flesh is devoured but not healed of illness.
Like a fallen tree floating on the river, I'm swinging.
Chastity has the power to shape my weakness.
I'm weary with singing the hymn of a...

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autumn wildness

fall moon corona
 rainbows glow through ice crystals ~
  silver shadows dance

empty branches sway
 hummingbirds search for blossoms ~
  twirling gusts ballet

icy crystal winds
 blizzards of rainbows take flight ~
  sparrows surf whirlwinds

platinum windstorms
 howl through evergreen forests ~
  stars hide behind clouds

wild unchained torrents
 chinooks blast from artic births...

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Your keen panther gaze
My  hunger  tense of lion
settled plot of beasts......

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Those quiet moments when we have time to look inside of us.
       Many times we don't like what we see, we want to improve.
      Sometimes we don't see enough, but the most times we don't want to dig inside.
     ...

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wildlife at stake!
wildness changing our hormone
men changing in beast


29.09.2020 Chattogram


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Note:-  it's written on recent gang-rape of Bangladesh...

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WONDERING IN THE WILDERNESS

I am no longer toss to and fro,
I am no longer coming and going,
I am no longer being held in captivity,
wondering in the wilderness,
I once had no no direction,
I once had no where to go,
I once never knew my purpose,
I once travled the same path constantly,

Wondering in the wilderness,
leaving my confusion behind,
leaving...

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                    Juneberries

sweetish juneberries     
grow where wildness softly weaves  
awake summer scents,       
hidden treasure amidst leaves      ...

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Daffodil Rag

Free, at last free
 from the desk and that phone –
 free to run down the stairs and outside!

All day I watched
 spring stretch in the sunshine
 from the business as usual office upstairs.

How easy, how simple,
 to look at life walking,
 coughing, running, holding it’s hat.

How peacefully sheltered
 the plate glass tombs keep...

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In virgin forest
            there are...
            Scary silence,
            endless voids,
            relentless density...
...

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A turning restless child she is to me,
Wild nature rises feverish
                      In her bower; dark vines entwine
                 ...

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Awakened! I returned a stream in Spring
to flow and grow on nature’s snowmelt milk.
I came to be of earth and sky (...a fling;),
my sire a winter storm. Like liquid silk 

emerging, I was born; a water-child.
Between two banks I nestled with my dreams
and bloomed a gAnGLy creek ‘til solstice. Wild
I played— not meek but sleek....

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