In Chains(P) Poems - Poems about In Chains(P)

...I walk where the land meets the sea Heavy chains dragged, trails cross the sands. The last time I saw you, You were breathing the scent deeply in. Just like me, you were born of flesh And ju......Read the rest...

...As I laid there looking up at the stars, I felt sad and all alone. The sting of old scars made me realize that you were already gone. No matter what I said, I was to blame, yelling at me about m......Read the rest...

...Globalism dreams itself a hegemon, a giant upon a throne of glass, ephemeral, And can only live through brief stints, sporadic in time and deed, Through the harshest force of terror, its heart lock......Read the rest...

...A Dreamer’s Dream In my dreams, my thoughts wove a tapestry, and on silken wings, I watched their vision take flight. Off they went, defying obstacles and shaping destines with a great force......Read the rest...

...In a new season of favor, we stand With open doors to our destined land It is time to bridge the mind-body gap Letting go to embrace the new field map. Transitioning into the unknown Where tab......Read the rest...

...In the grove of life, where the fields of time were greening with beginnings, I spotted you, the naked shadow, a birth from the depth of the holy nothingness. You crossed its silent threshold, comi......Read the rest...

...Two people are on the screen which one is your dream? Two dresses are hanging on the door which one did you picked up on the shore; two cabs are waiting at the gate which one is your date? This place......Read the rest...

...In the zodiac of poets with furrowed brows, born from the shadow of the world devouring the moment, I am tired of narrow verses, of word sculptures without soul and echo. Poems that whisper, halt -......Read the rest...

...Written: May 09, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A diaphanous shroud on my cranium. It's worn down to the cram It's a reprieve from my madness. & now I clench my ......Read the rest...

...In a world where whispers were the currency of women, a letter dared to roar. Tagore, the weaver of unseen truths, unfurled a tale with threads of fire. Mrinal, a caged bird with a song unhe......Read the rest...

...I have set my face against them says the Lord..' Those who would rule my posessions.' Those Malcontents in infamy.. World leaders? These are Merely world feeders.' Bottom dwellers way below My Th......Read the rest...

... so easy to fall, and so hard to break free somehow as a child I knew it was as if they knew my name before I had a clue at 10 reading books about orphans free from the church the dignity of......Read the rest...

...In the amalgamation of days, we forge a merciless kingdom, Telling stories of a future where fear and betrayal share a cold kiss. A land of howling blizzards, where the heart freezes to find its pl......Read the rest...

...By Little Steps By little steps The world engulphs us, Day by day Dawn to dusk As our better Angels follow With silent tread unseen Their firey wheels All full of eyes See all we would conce......Read the rest...

... This gray sky Of May does lie In lackluster color A futile eye With birds too shy To sing, or fly Through April's chill March lingered still Soaking in chains Of rain's domain Why this ......Read the rest...