Confounded Poems

Confounded

Confounded, to an empty space
I send my question mark 
The voiceless echo blurs my face
I send again, when sky gets dark
Who’s me? another chimney mouse 
Most decent of all mice
I wouldn’t take your time for hours
With me it would be nice
To talk about our everydays 
How well it goes, what’s wrong
And what seems right, in

Confounded Persons

Do not mix up evil with good 
Spread truth is not spread hate
Spread hate is spread hate
Confounded person does mix up
Damn people do it in purpose

Golden

Silence can sometimes say more than words. 
Like a voice crying out saying "that's for the birds". 
In one glimpse of haughty reveals action turned verb. 
Without out even squeeking you unveil; could be worse? 
Could be lashing and slashing ripped apart with both hands. 
Leaving bodies like mountains seething piles of flesh. 
And though

Confounded Confused and Perplexed

I am confounded, confused, truly perplexed
By people who are selfish and mean.
Were they abandoned in bathroom stalls?
Did they have to survive on a cold tile floor?
Was their world so cruel that they think only of themselves?

I am confounded, confused, truly perplexed
By people who are bossy and belligerent.
Do they think this is the way to influence

Haiga - Haiku

confounded again
Croesus latitarsus
birch sawfly larvae

Found these Birch sawfly larvae (8th June 2018), on a self-seeded Silver birch sapling growing on the upper bank of my pond. Not sure but I think the bright colours could mean they are unpalatable?

Confounded Voices

Just one word only, 
the world only spoke
One language spoken in
Noah's time journey from
The east descendants
Found that
there're farrer from God
Physically now spiritually so
So in this profound disdant
Let us make brick
Build a city with a tower so high
Then we can again touch and talk to Him
a tower that'll reach heaven
Now nothing  is beyond our imagination
With

Villanelle: Has Anyone Seen My Stray Confounded Poem

Villanelle: Has anyone seen my stray confounded poem

Has anyone seen my stray confounded poem
Two hundred leagues long ten times as much deep
All night I tossed in its wayward waters foam

Three lines I wrought short of just one neurone
Kept me waking drowsing falling back to sleep
Has anyone seen my stray confounded poem

Just three words nagging I

Trump Confused and Confounded

Trump Confused and Confounded

Trump is confused and confounded;
Into many crimes became compounded;
Constantly confusing;
Eating meals refusing;
Stupidity is in each word he has sounded.

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

Confounded Contest

I hate it that you don't like what I write
You'd think at least one time I'd get it right
I get first place with others, never you
Won't join another one, that's what I will do

Consistently put down, oh what a drain!
I find your selectivity a pain!
Most others think my writes are pretty cool
But when I write

Confounded Landing

Confounded landing

The more complexity developed within me, was
Not finding solution to get rid of inner tragedy
Still, increment further to it added, blazes in love piece
A torture, torment and scattered feelings 
Dismantle of roofs ahead and falling down of pillars
A long sigh in it, impulse to burn into ashes around
Those, grey views of flown hot dust

Confounded

Am lost, petrified, mortified
Just the thought of the future haunts my mind
Knowing that your path’s becoming so obscure
Not a good word about it u can find!

Torn between the lines, and pages
Of this book we call our life’s story
That all this happiness we are told comes with it
Is nothing short of an old memory
That haunted you

Confounded

Confounded

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When tension grips and the head reels
In its ever accelerated twirl
When two rays dangle from two flayed poles,
And the dumb loss of a moment’s truth
Looks so conspicuous and an eminently
Forgettable lapse of an inoffensive world
When the gentle

Confounded - S,Jagathsimhan Nair

CONFOUNDED    ( COLLABORATION )


by~ S.Jagathsimhan Nair

When tension grips and the head reels
In its ever accelerated twirl
When two rays dangle from two flayed poles,
And the dumb loss of a moment’s truth
Looks so conspicuous and an eminently
Forgettable lapse of an inoffensive world
When the gentle genre to which the slamming
Of an ever open door in

Granddads Confounded Clock - Poe Style - Second Part

“My grandfather was strong and mighty, till he died at age of ninety.
The clock then stopped to run no more.
Then one of my relations wrote a song, sung for generations.
I think of it more and more:
“My grandfather’s clock was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor.
It was taller by half

Granddads Confounded Clock - Poe Style - First Part

The night was dreadfully dreary, his body old and weary
In his bed did hear he— a sound so full of fright.
With bolt-upright attention, his breath held in suspension,
He sat in self-detention on the bed.
His eyes were wide, not seeing, while in the darkness being
Perplexed in fright from a sound heard in the night.

“Why did I

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