Excavation Poems - Poems about Excavation

Excavation

I press my hands into the ruins of you,
fingertips cut in the quiet rot of ancient wounds
that have never quite been touched.
Beneath splintered ribs, 
your earth is sulfurous in suffering—
your volcanic pulse muffled under sediment,
heart-rages arrested in amber.

I carve through your marrow-deep dusks,
knuckles bloodied on the bedrock of guilt,
digging past rusted veins and forgotten altars,
until

An Excavation

Our first date
        to bridge a poker-face divide
        conversation with a touch of fantasy
        till thunderbolts compose themselves
        in questions 
"How do you define yourself?"
 "What is

An Excavation

Excavations expose stunning skulls of history,
Where-around emblazoned scripts cultures and creatures;
Minds of human beings and their mass mystery,
The whole lot that surrounds them with all true features...

Be it Rosetta stone or Ashurbanipal's,
Troy or king Tut's tomb; Machu Picchu or Pompeii;
Be Akrotiri Tehra or the Dead Sea Scrolls,
Olduvai Gorge, or structures stunningly cozy...

I have been wondering

An Excavation

Time mends the broken heart; a timeless feat. 
Time drys the eyes that once, could only weep.
Life’s highs and lows; a harmonizing beat.
A soulful hymn; time’s echo buried deep.

The truth of time; lies within a moment. 
By eternity; will Death be survived?
Death kindly stops for all; life’s atonement.
If death may die, will all lost have

An Excavation

          Digging mind, started an excavation.
           Continued scooping to find sublime soul.
           Deep thought roaming in my introspection.
        

An Excavation

You had your tools to create this moment.
Discovery our truth and bring light to darkest showing.

I trusted who I wanted you to be.

You gave me all the lies baby.
You took my wings so you could fly baby.
 
You teal bricks & stone hearts just to see if love is compost. 
You broke up to drain

Divine Excavation

Virtuous excavation…

validating steadfast faith*
voiding wavering trust and hope…

vested for life-building endeavour
verily provides venue for transformation
victorious removal of sin boulders with God’s grace…

visible divine** behavioral progress paved by the Lord 
voicing out trust in Christ midst vilifying vanity-vexation
valiant against pride’s visitation for vision-led revival voyage
vigilant to survey heavenly truth toward valuable eternal settlement.
 
*Hebrews 12:2 Looking

An Excavation

For good foundations, one must excavate -
removing rocks or muck or sediment.
Without this process, how can one create
a solid base on an impediment?
“Build not on sand,” a Holy One once said.
(I paraphrase; I think you get the gist.)
Remove the dirt and grit inside your head.
You cannot have a good life if a tryst
with things immoral

An Excavation

If I had not seen the sulfur-yellow back-hoe 
roll past my window; 
far, far too early this morning;
I would have assumed the jack-hammer; 
pounding in my head;
was the product of a usual night;
Jack Daniels on a payday,
a bottle - or two, of cheap tequila on all others.
I stagger painfully to the window 
observing the infernal machine scraping;
clawing, scraping away layer

An Excavation

They excavated him, her youngest son,
who passed away too soon at age nineteen,
to join her second son, who had just died
at fifty-five- to the new hollowed plot.

There, side-by-side- together, brothers slept
neath velvet grass, under a graceful tree,
where she would leave her flowers and her tears;
a mother's love for them would always be.

No way would she

An Excavation

Children as young as three years old,
    Killed for not doing as they’re told,
    Forced to forget their culture bold,
What a tragedy to unfold!

Two hundred fifteen, that ain’t less,
    Young innocents abused, suppressed,
    How can humans be so heartless?
It breaks my heart, I

An Excavation

The sun-soaked meandering valley of my lucent life
Drained by the cadence of elated stream swirling
Around the cluster of glimmering gold nuggets
Carved out of life’s valued golden moments.

With the sailing sediments of euphoria dislodged
The sparkling pieces roll on the turbulent time
In the torrent of the cloud-burst falling sky
Flow to the flood plain of obscurity far.

In search

An Excavation

Awkward silence seizes me 
Everytime I find you graze
Now that's it's all over
Still don't understand you forger
You are a puzzle 
That entangle
When I tried  solving it all the way
Realised you were away
Each time I forgave your mistakes
You took new takes
When I tried to avoid
You found new ways to make it void
You have made it

An Excavation

In the heart of a silent moment
The thought of the past drifts gently
Coloring my thoughts in lavender embers
Creating a world of inspirations intently

In the soul of a dewdrop smile
The music of love captures my desire
Laughing with hope for the joyful light
Breathed through the darkness like a live wire

In the twinkling of a stardust glimmer
The poetry

An Excavation

                        In the corridors
          of my mind and endless passages
I hold the scars that are the road map to my soul
and where words

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