Estranged Poems - Poems about Estranged

We are Estranged But— I hope my image stays in your mind forever —etched in your memory until your last breath. Whenever you tuck a strand of hair behind her ear—maybe, at least once, you'd reminisce about me. I feel unsettled, yet sometimes, I wish that when your lips meet hers, a faint echo of my taste still lingers. It...

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The small bowl sits in the corner Ceramic, lopsided, and beige Small fingers impressed in the clay Snake curled in the bottom awaits Made for her momma in art class Wee age of seven or eight Initials inscribed at the bottom A determined look on her face Not really meant for her momma Never liked her too much...

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as long as there be separation how then can we ever feel complete if God and soul tango dance not as one distanced from His heart our joy will deplete...

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Estranged by you, alienated I’m not the one I used to know All what is me comes out outdated As if I was there long ago In previous times, when life seemed shorter When I was living for one day To meet your judgement of no quarter Your disaffection to obey Crushed in the rain of whatabouts Drunk with the human kindness I Fall...

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The power, abused. The truth, confused. The way, dictated to you. The excuse, they never knew. The mind, free to roam. The thoughts of yours, your own. The shackles that you’ll never wear. The love demanded, who cares? The pain chewed and swallowed down The mind protected with hollows ground. The person you know you are. The conflict, always blamed all on you. The creature that they...

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Mom, I am sorry. I am sorry I did not call you. I am sorry I did not text. I am sorry I cannot have a relationship with you for what you call my “selfish reasons.” Mom, I miss you, but I cannot talk to you. Every time I reached out to you, I thought you...

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vibrational mismatch attains escape velocity burning bridges of love in the womb of existence yearnings of love yet await return of the prodigal son two ships cross in the ocean mixed emotions arise on reality of separation and possibility of union as ordained in timeless time...

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once trust is lost love is tossed out cold frost sets in...

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So many things I wish I could have changed Maybe then we wouldn’t be estranged Shattered pieces of me is all that remain My life will never be the same Heartache and emptiness deep inside My tears and pain I can not hide Ever haunted by words I long to voice Fear of your rejection leaves me without...

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Ask me an estranged one * From a Bangla song Ask me an estranged one, A Few of them felt along, as if, There is nothing more, left to say. And, unspoken verses are a long pause, as if, there is. Nothing more left to say, not yearning to be understood, deep. The all-encompassing sky, the impeccable high, through...

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We see siblings fall apart because of enlarged egos and all we can do is pray, that hearts be love grazed....

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So different yet all the same. So similar and yet still so strange....

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Behold how pleasure seeps through to the strangest places; as if it's effects could make a river climb a steep incline. A pink, feathered ball with a pipe cleaner neck and an old rubber nose, stands in stasis. Or should I says hops, where exactly do we draw the line? It's blinding pink is no sign of flamboyance nor...

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This Time Last Month A customer Opens door Bell lets out two rings That smell of books Telescopes Globes and other things. Travel guides Atlases Maps strewn everywhere Customer Breaks fourth wall Speaks as if you're there: "I got upset when I first heard this shop was closing down. I don't have any reason now to pass this way to town. I mean - Just look! It's beautiful! I don't know...

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Sisters of mine, our love is not never-ending. Soon, I promise, you will start pretending- That I was an imaginary friend in your childhood. And I can live with that- as I watch you both move on from where together we stood. I hope I am still able to protect you both as a memory. When...

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