Scattered around is destruction and debris blast-
Things rendered shapeless and futile ,but to ooze
Disgust and infinitely depressing misery profuse;
What was a pleasure and intact heaven, is lost !
Paralysed life and sickly breath is just a doom;
What came up in the spirit and sprouts of affinity,
And the blooming faith finds its end to infinity;
Intense fire has left behind the engirdling gloom
Weird ambition and endless greed do always swell :
All pursuits and desires fulfilled,man doth chase
The vain, 'undo' prompts of the hidden mind base
That blind the vision of the ensuant horror sequel
From the lithic to the vicious latent missile,
Devouring pathos,Rage has stretched its arm;
The charm of living is lost in death and sick harm
The extant essence of survival is lost in a while
Gone are twitters,chirps and the fresh pearly dew
The blessing sunrise and the sweet cool breeze;
Dissenting waves are churning the settled seas
Old order merges with the ruined past for the new!
Categories:
lithic, war,
Form: Lyric
Black beyond frozen shores,
Stellar winds blowing spawn.
Pocked lunar lithic pores,
Barren buds blooming dawn.
Shiny crust over mossed,
A young garden’s dew.
Moldy peach luster lost,
Glow spiders hazy blue.
Spores pulsate swelling nodes,
Shrieking howls grunting sounds.
Shrooms lactate yelling toads,
Shadow wolves' hunting grounds.
Silken silvered moon beams,
Silent short sanguine screams.
*iambic trimeter tetralexic sonnet
Categories:
lithic, moon,
Form: I do not know?
Carved of one stone strong, you and I
In our texture same lattice lie
Oneness binds our grains together.
Eroding times' wrath can’t alter
Twined heart's tie even if they try.
On our common strength we rely
People don't fail to wonder why
In diverse life stature we are
Made of one stone.
On us, time a river flows by
Souls shine, two minds fuse, petrify
On face of lithic still mirror
We see us made for each other.
For final sleep on bed we’ll lie
Made of one stone.
Written : November 4, 2017.
Form : Rondeau. Syllable count : 8 each line except for 4 in last lines of stanzas 2,3.
March 23, 2020
Contest : Strand Choice O, Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Categories:
lithic, inspirational, together,
Form: Rondeau
Statue and Mercury
Statue
mono-lithic, massive
Shining, captivating, radiating
Glimpse lifts soul ; tarnishes precious gold
Dissolving, poisoning, reacting
Silvery, liquid-metal
Mercury
©Copyright Anulaxmi Nayak,2015
15th September 2015
Categories:
lithic, art,
Form: Diamante
She:
Sat on eggs.
Ate eggs.
She was a
cannibal.
A canibol.
A canibal.
Pottery classes,
her majesty acquired.
from thrones
onto bridges
she built.
Stones
stacked stones
spelling stones
she built.
He:
Paleo
lithic
Ph.D drug lord.
From Cambridge.
Books ((WARNING!))
are USED!
Wrote books
about people,
about people
he wrote.
Studied a life,
Not a love.
He wrote.
A person upon
person he wrote.
Categories:
lithic, art, philosophy, poets, drug,
Form: I do not know?