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
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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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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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...

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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,...

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

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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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