Claustrophobic, saturated white walls constrict,
sucking the oxygen from every molecule of deprived blood.
Hypoxic cells circulate through an increasingly unstable body,
whilst rivulets of sweat flow from clammy palms.
Insomniac reality blurs with insidious shadows,
dancing upon the ceiling.
Naive faith keeps insanity just at bay,
but with each sunrise, hope is chipped away.
How much longer can a soul survive without respite
before it splits open—
spilling into the realms of delicious delusion?
Counting spots of dust in sunlight streams
now becomes the norm.
Two hundred yesterday—
is that two hundred and four today?
Slowly losing grip,
twisted nursery rhymes play out in a fracturing mind:
One, two, no one is going to save you.
Three, four, get ready for the relentless gore.
Five, six, they will play with your bones like sticks.
Seven, eight, for this occasion you better not be late.
Nine, ten, you are now in their sadistic den.
Praying for sleep, it never comes,
as reality dissolves
and this phantasmagorical nightmare commences.
Categories:
constrict, conflict, dark, gothic, horror,
Form: Prose Poetry
I felt wars break in my heart—
violence my voice could not
bear to fight alone—
and still, despite the lies
I sometimes believe, I stand
each day in the strength
of my creations, weaving hope
into miracles—thread by doubtful thread,
even as the world screams
or turns away—
even as my hands
constrict my own throat—
I bear the unfathomable ache
of crafting the unbroken.
8.13.25
Categories:
constrict, anxiety, courage, creation, dark,
Form: Free verse
In a small field by a tower,
Grew a sapling next to flowers.
Its own petals bloomed this day,
A promise of fruits without delay.
A cherry tree young and sweet,
All the other trees it'd greet,
And together sway in the breeze,
Bathing in the rustling of leaves.
A lemon tree young and cynical,
Its branch growth was liminal,
It had begun without a start,
Made yellow stones to never depart.
No further fruits it bore,
Crooked tree now an eyesore,
Floating among the other trees,
Rotten fruit enriched the seas.
Its branches grew full of hope,
They grew down and around,
In the water theyd soak,
Round and constrict the trunk.
It released the creaking bark,
Among company it feared,
Their differences were stark,
Then the sound was seared
Into its roots deep down,
The creaking of its neighbors crown,
As the constrictor claimed
Itself as it strained
To view the cherries once more,
It too had bore.
A memory lost to both,
It was the price of growth.
An apple tree lone and empty,
Produced no fruits for any,
Since its neighbor parted in two,
Had left it without hope to sow.
Categories:
constrict, death of a friend,
Form: Rhyme
Today is broken so I’ll cry,
they say each day’s a new start;
Spray that sunshine on your face,
grey clouds for now I’ll fall apart;
One by one stars light up the gloom,
done with thoughts that constrict me;
Spun gold starts with a comet’s crash
won the battle I choose to be free.
Categories:
constrict, emotions, feelings,
Form: Lento
The heart that beats does scream as my chest tightens,
A sound so sharp it bleeds from me, my every will.
Hath only the mind to break my faith and frightens,
My soul under deep now slaved shall ever be still.
The body does succumb to its own writhing,
I beg this moment cease, the play of such filth,
Like fertile field, every second upon me scything,
It reaps from ground the bounty that blood forth spilth.
The eyes spiral through with sight of mind distorted,
While blind despair does spread as thoughts afflict,
My world falls down, both shapeless and contorted,
I cannot break the grasp that chains constrict.
Into my every being it has pervaded,
The man who weeps as his soul degraded.
Categories:
constrict, self,
Form: Sonnet
in the Everglades there are dangers galore
alligators, crocs, rattlesnakes, and many more….
a cottonmouth aka water moccasin would scare me back to my car
could be bitten by a brown recluse, looking for its violin scar
baby florida panther might entice me with his blue eyes
here comes mama cougar all grown, what an unfortunate surprise!
Burmese python is coming quickly to constrict out my lunch
It is too late to run, I know this is more than a hunch
a red snake, how delightful, uh-oh, I see his fluorescent yellow
I know now he is an eastern coral, a most venomous fellow
where are the black bears? Would they save me? Do you know?
I have heard they only eat plants and garbage litterbugs throw
Is that an alligator or a crocodile? Dare I get near its weird hump?
oh, yes, it’s the big one, so it’s a croc, and they can both jump!
I hear a rattling, and know I am about to be some animal’s lunch
Florida swamps are dangerous. This is more than a hunch.
Categories:
constrict, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Please, quit saying that one may be strict
And peoples movements hardly restrict.
The strict could your blood vessels constrict,
A people confine to a district:
Have the rather free into jail tricked
And forgotten while God's Time ticked.
They just have strong links: 'strict' and 'restrict',
Because 'Strict' often says 'Restrict':
A criminal's captured neck constrict...
Categories:
constrict, cry, humanity, imagination, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme
Awareness floods my veins
The eyes are open now
Truth fills the soul,
Rushes into the hidden corners
Revelations fall into place
Snap to attention
Like dominoes or perfect solitaire
Razors chilled to freezing
Slice my mind,
Galvanize my sight
While ice claws my lungs---
Breath slowing to a ragged rattle,
I can't think,
I can only write my reactions
To my crucifixion
At your unwitting hands---
Sometimes the pain isn't so blatant.
Sometimes it's subtle shadings,
Intricate turnings of pink---
Lace bonds that constrict
Gently, slowly about the heart...
Unnoticed until they've caused pain for some time.
By then they've cut too deeply,
Become too embedded to remove.
Don't get me wrong---
In some veiled, perverse way,
I enjoy it---
I enjoy learning nothing
From my mistakes---
Categories:
constrict, pain,
Form: Free verse
All the folks in the district
Know that they should walks restrict
Or guards shall restrict their walks:
Make them suspend lengthened talks
Or with lengthened talk send down
To the valley of the town…
All the folks in the district
Like human lungs that constrict,
Because bronchitis is strict
And tormenting hour picked…
In an-too-strict district
No lips just funnily licked
No face with a funny streak
Or prison for a full week;
Legal redress to not seek
As lawyers have their harsh beak!
So, how like you such, free man!
Three months I’d live there and ran.
Categories:
constrict, bullying, community, places, prejudice,
Form: Rhyme
Riding stormy winds to the past
To find out how we lost our way
How long did the great ones last
Mayans left their pyramids where trees sway
We are left to ponder the whys
As vines constrict their ruins
Incas left their calling card in the mountains
A vast empire now left to the clouds
Winds take me to the Roman empire
They were great indeed but now their ruins decay
Deserted coliseums tell the story
As they crumbled under wars and strife
The winds return me to the present
It journeyed on, it did not stay
But I heard it whisper before it left;
'Once again they've lost the way'!
8-17-2022
Categories:
constrict, lost, people, places,
Form: Rhyme
on fibers coarse
with little clay
nibs are stained
with indigo ink
lines of cursive
carefully formed
seeking meaning
to come forth
chrome plated steel
and laminate wood
plastics cast
a cage formed
aligned in rows
of boys and girls
trying to find
what to know
classroom did form
a prison dark
locked out the sound
of the Muses song
warm air to flow
through wildflowers bright
bees there to hum
and birds take flight
castles to float
on scented breeze
grasses to tickle
bare running feet
through glass so hard
that kept at bay
what could be seen
but a world away
beyond the confines
of what was taught
forms that did constrict
the youthful mind
beauty unseen
did fill the thoughts
where wonder did dance
of what might be
blackboards of chalk
filled with empty words
to teach of things
that were not sought
with quills of ink
in cursive words
seeking the meaning
of the unknown
Categories:
constrict, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Why did that lamp lose its light?
Your thoughts taking fancy flight,
I kept it burning all night….
Why should a fresh flower die?
Pressed close to my bosom nigh,
Bare could it breathe, nor yet sigh….
What made such a river dead?
Selfish need, growing greed led
Men to build bunds on its bed.…
What snapped the string of sitar?
Tuning tight to my tune’s par,
I tensed it far oh too far….
The extreme ends oh of life,
Yon at excess dwells all strife,
Life’s to walk on edge of knife.
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Musings |12.08.2021|
Poet’s Note: Based on lyricist Gulzar’s Hindi version, Which, I understand was inspired by Rabindranath Tagore’s Bengali poem. Life sometimes poses very delicate questions. It cries out for freedom and fresh air, which often we fail to let it. We constrict it, stretch it too much. Naturally, the string of life snaps, and its delicate melodious tune gets lost.
Categories:
constrict, life, philosophy,
Form: Terza Rima
where stolen breath and sun stuck eyes
when wave bows before the break
in shadow want where lips taste
that insanity break
when all seems well
that silk swallow as rasping sheets constrict
the moment when loss accepted
that drifting talk of self and thought
that eye closed wind caress
in nights of summer haunt
where grasping memories dissipate
from dust crumble fingers
when mist and lake share a kiss
as raven spook meets streetlights gaze
just wai
Categories:
constrict, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Time…
Wilts away
Memories…
Fading moments of a better yesterday
Life…
Constrict in place for your freedom
Society…
Deterioration of its innocence
Leaders…
Decay the ability to make a difference
Friendship…
Shriveled from the distance
Earth…
Wasting away
My soul…
Disintegrate
Categories:
constrict, emotions, life, lost, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
We seek but inner alignment
That head-heart be not in conflict
Blissful be our hearts contentment
No fearful desires that constrict
Voice of our conscience clearly heard
We seek but inner alignment
Heart awake, nodes within stirred
Automatic is souls ascent
Feeling within, the joy current
False falls away, we vaporise
We seek but inner alignment
Playfully embracing surprise
There is no one here, oh hermit
Save vibrant consciousness present
Open heart, ceasing to resist
We seek but inner alignment
27-May-2021
Categories:
constrict, spiritual,
Form: Quatern
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