Charring Poems - Poems about Charring

spiritus ignis - for California

...
while torrid sparks lick heaven’s cheek
        those Santa Anas sweep the peaks
            and stoke the charring blaze that kills
    each breathing creature ‘tween the hills

sweet Cali’s ...

Mirza Ghalib English Translations 5

...MIRZA GHALIB ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS

Urdu poems about life, death, Love, longing, hearts, being captive, strength, cruelty, temper, the sun, darkness, shadows and faith. 

I’m the captive of Love, ...

Flannel, Quilts and Nippy Nights

...Summertime is finally fleeting
and oddly, though, I am not sad.
Yes, the fields will soon be emptied
of pastel-colored flowers and buzzing bees
and wading knee-deep in tall, wild grass
as the su...

Flannel, Quilts and Nippy Nights

...Summertime is finally fleeting
and oddly, though, I am not sad.
Yes, the fields will soon be emptied
of pastel-colored flowers and buzzing bees
and wading knee-deep in tall, wild grass
as the su...

To Burn the Witch is to Admit that Magic Exists

...I never understood the sentiment:
“Attention is attention even it's bad”
Until now 
I spill your gearfull hourglasses better than anyone can 
And you still don't recognize who I am 

You weren'...

Turn The Page

...I can feel the light shining in my soul and my spirit is getting bold a new chapter is about to unfold and the grey clouds have faded away and clouds of love is coming your way.

Something must hav...

Discombobulation

...Unseen is the dark sky midst the pitch darkness. Owls howl-hoot.
Vampire bats fly around. I sit, staring at the red moon.
What has happened to me? What brute has made my lute mute?
I'm mortified. ...

Sick and Tired

...Sick and tired,
Of being separated from myself, 
I need wholeness.
Too long.
Hurtful, embarrassing.
Unaccountable. 
Burdened.
No longer joyful.
Baby steps with outstretched arms,
prepared to...

Disorientation

...Themed distractions, affairs a boulevard,
as elbowed are divided from their minds.
Aloof, queues succeed a ship calling card,
as untrained get on, moons all exit signs.

The General ...

Wayfarer

..."I'd ride on the current of the Wayfarer Wind,
not caring where his breath would take me."
                                                ~ by poet

I hear his echoed thrumming when night...

Incandescence

...The focus burns through a paper-thin reality
seared rings smolder,
                                      the laser fixed eye
becomes a fire starter.

You watch that slow burn
as the watcher wat...

Follow the Fire

...Betwixt fires of birth and death I burn,
Within embers of aches, meekness I learn;
In flame and heat, I bathe and purify,
Make me fit for my abode in the sky...!

My fire is my rapture in Godhea...

If Witches

...If witches would stay off their broomsticks,
not collecting black cats and kids,
not charring the sky with their tricks,
keep to their bottomless pit, deep off the grid…

If their cackles were b...

A Cross To Bear

...I donned a cloak of sadness, too heavy to bear.
My frowns, deeply etched from doleful despair.
Then he came into my life;  blue eyes smiling,
like lambent skies after a storm, so beguiling.

He ...

My Searing Thoughts

...I watched a man,
once, far away, long ago,
nameless, like a grain of sand,
in that humid, fertile land,
moustache, dark skin,
rough hands full,
of bleating flesh,
rough steel,
piercing the si...

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