I was flying beguiled in my seamless sapphire sky,
surging storm of agony from nowhere slashed me down.
No one ever cared for the injured beleaguered bird
that I hided within me clasping the broken heart.
Rhapsody of rainbow morphed into morose mélange,
bled baroque colors bleached from the twilight cloud.
Rainstorm spread spoilt debris of the splintered spirit,
the sordid shades of grey painted the frayed linen of love.
The requiem of roses resonated in melancholic medley,
the petals pined with dripping tear drops of morose dew.
Desiccated in somber sunshine within the deserted mind,
the faded flowers made the posy of passing passion.
In dissonance encapsulated in the cauldron of mute melody,
disordered symphony got dismantled in the discord waves.
Strained smiles sneered the scarred scenario of split lone life,
songs turned into convoluted noise echoed by the sliced soul.
The lattice of life seen through the languid cynic lens,
magnified into crooked contortion of deformed essence,
forcing me to get disoriented in the waste of wreckage,
as the ruins of strained emotion dissipated building tension.
Categories:
hided, analogy, angst, life,
Form: Free verse
Diabetic hand-book
If you forgot why you are in the kitchen it is
probably because cause your wife has hided
the nectar.
Wives are no good in letting you remember.
Sex over eighty is cumbersome and clumsy
avoid it at all cost.
If you can´t remember yesterdays’ lunch
the likelihood is it was boring.
If you can´t remember your cat´s name do not worry
it doesn´t know either.
If your diabetic feet restrict your walking. try a treadmill
when you see a blank wall remind yourself
that you were bored too when young.
Swimming can be good but preferable in a child´s pool.
The point of all these exercises is to live longer
but you will only live as long as nature intended,
Categories:
hided, birth, break up, crush,
Form: Blank verse
The yellow umbrella, holding it he was.
A scriptless memory written there.
Siting under the tree longing for its leaves while.
The mischievous clouds parked their hustleness above him on the sky.
He saw.
A messy deed. Unpacked their treasury loads.
They poured down without a word on his yellow umbrella, the diamond droplets.
On the thirsty street road fallen leaves sleeping where, walked all proud the rainfall to him.
He heard.
Under the yellow umbrella, welcomed what hymn the rainfall bringing for his ears blessed.
He felt.
Of darling kisses, raindrops left on his palm and fell away hesistantly, they.
Brighter than the yellow, what could it be?
Little his smile under the yellow umbrella hided, I found it.
Sneaked in for few seconds, the sun under my sight.
Rain comes to him, when I will go to him. When I will give it to him again, the yellow umbrella.
12/3/21
I Remember Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Malabika Ray Choudhury.
Categories:
hided, love, rain,
Form: Free verse
the UK is divided over the divide democracy provided
provided divide pride will in time die
the EU is sat divided too, denied their chance to divide,
whilst the UK will unite, continental anti-EU pride stays alive.
In the UK a want to rejoin will be, through freedom,
in the EU cage, freewill will rise in presence passion violent,
so, now, while Brexit divide is clear to see,
their hidden divide will continue to be.
Categories:
hided, england,
Form: Rhyme
Am so epic
nature bleed
a call to my soul
I hided with a joy
never know it pains
cos my gain was sure
I run quickly to uphold
my joy
sadly it was in the hands
I am suppose to break
so I never stop fighting
with this deep words
I can create my world
cos words are creation
but what is the real picture
of my quest
lies in the eyes I wish
will also love me
like I do
Categories:
hided, africa, confidence, courage, deep,
Form: Epic
Mosaic of spring colors swirl in the Midnight Heaven
As an Angel is the Guardian of the dreams that keep
The Garden of love blooming in the heart that follows
Enigma of romance that is compared to a Maze solution
Solved in the path of the Moon hided in the dark Clouds
Example For Chimera World Poetry Contest
February 5, 2017
Categories:
hided, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
From today a million of years later
Maybe our civilization won’t stay,
Maybe our town, building and our better
Life will be vanished like a far shooting star.
That’s day we’ll lose into the time’s abyss
And no one remember us and our love.
Maybe earth will be changed a wreckage bass,
And our blood will make a wave less dead cove.
We killed each other for the name of God
We ruined our civilization, our home,
Our green garden was messy, it was odd,
We cried, we hided, and died with the bomb.
From today a million of years later
Earth will find a beautiful love letter
30/08/2016
Tullamore, Ireland
Categories:
hided, poems,
Form: Sonnet
One full moon night the moon hided in the clouds.
Its shine trespassed the cloudy sky.
Rising over the clouds, the majestic moon.
A dark cloud gave a mysterious touch to the night.
Causing a thrilling effect to whom saw it.
Hiding in the dawn of the morning.
Categories:
hided, mystery,
Form: Free verse
Her gentle heart aches
Pain hided deep in her soul and
Tears rain from her eyes.
Categories:
hided, cry, emo,
Form: Haiku
The writer left it there
He left if for the sharp minds
Hided it to the beggers
Sealed with the chains of wisdom
Those wet behind ears are astonished
They are taken aback about a useless book
They see no greatness from the book
The writer left stories that were never told
The stories of the greats and their secrets
Encrypt with codes to unlock the futures
Envy to bring back what people lost
But still they don’t notice and look beyond
This is the book that has our stories
The book that tells of the old age
Written to change your perception
Wrote for you to have appreciation
Would it take your time to read?
The book that never won any noble peace
But the book that have all the greats in-one
Teach me to see beyond the greedy
Take me into a place where you promise me
Categories:
hided, assonance, education, emotions, history,
Form: Narrative
The wrongs are now righted
The Beatles have re-united
for that I expect to be knighted
but the queen might get frighted
so my lips would have to stay tighted
I must not remain unsighted
my soul may feel blighted
if touched by the mighted
the disiilusorily prided
whose tans should be hided
I don't need them or their fight!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
Categories:
hided, satire,
Form: Monorhyme