Long Disfigures Poems

You've probably heard your fair share of love poems over the years.
I know I have.
But I had something I wanted to say
and figured why not make another cliche.

Love an intense feeling of deep affection
Love a...

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i am the salt of the earth and the ocean 
i am the light that shines from within 
the inner cries behind facial emotions 
the darkness that is covered in skin 

i comprehend the appearance...

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Freedom asserted, freedom elevated
At the price of abandoning trivia
Jettisoning frills in the context of flights coveted
When whites and nights turn cold and Sylvia

Despite her brown complexion tolerates ebony skin
Rating it high, far above the artificial...

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Silent shadows whisper wicked rumors from tawny tinted tents
Reflecting rueful random thoughts, such are their laments                   ...

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When my race is run and done
And I reminisce why I stun
Doubting Thomases who to my head point a gun

Expecting my soul to project fear
From my eyes to pour a tear
As I utter ‘Thank you,...

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Why are you crying?
Has anyone died?
Or did someone hurt you?

I think both, right?

You cry angrily, punching your chest.
You try to remember the heart that you're still alive
Your face disfigures as the figures appear in your...

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Blue roses and chocolates have been lying there,
untouched and unopen over three days now, 
sadly turning rejection into endless despair;
even light struggles to filter through the closed window...



My gifts aren't appreciated, or even remembered,
and I...

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When our world cracks open and  throws our bodies down
When the world evaporates and turns us into steam
When  he world disfigures you and you seem like a clown
Don’t be quick to build again,...

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Arrogance is a dull thing
encased in a mirage of licentious desire
that disfigures the mind in the twilight of contemplation
              impoverished by glitter
found...

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The graveyard, shrouded in pale mist, so hauntingly eerie,
dampen spirits as the full moon loses her glow - dreary!
I float, like a vapour, amongst lifeless, inky shadows;
solitary yew tree, groaning with age, as the wind...

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crowded poppy field cover the trenches

red crowns hide bone meal and sculls

abundance disfigures the pain

and yet Field Marshall and Tambourine Major

demand endless encores


as if another take would enhance the applause

while puppets on war strings scatter...

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MY ONE LINERS WILL is to STRIKE


T S U N A M I 
Jazzy flamboyant boogie wave climax, a disaster show.

D E C E P T I O N
Sugar-apple are the smiles yet to her...

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Never two clouds the same
Not in shape, 
Not in size,  
Not in colour.

Designer divine
Final purpose in mind
His sky protected from man
Without a beginning or end.

Mankind gives them names
Stratocumulus, cirrus, 
Cumulonimbus, 
Nimbostratus, 
And low stuff...

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Her callused fingers
plow flour. A clock 
pendulum annoys her. 
‘Anon’, he’s impatient

before the plate. Her
sweat creates a moon
in wheat. A soft thing
is transformed by a hot

experience. It swells
like the belly of a 
pregnant lady. Kitchen
heat...

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