Ostracised Poems - Poems about Ostracised

... "Artificial Iris" Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere; the dream was eerily familiar, the words and their meanings, read in Syntax, once read between pa......Read the rest...

...There is a grave with no name That stands lonelier still. It has no flowers nor despairing mourners And the grass grows thick and bushy, For this grave is left to rot. Abandoned is this grave—......Read the rest...

...Part Two : The Tale of Artuir mac Aedan; The light of the West (A tale of the hero of legend, a hero of Dalriada, who tried to unite a nation.) The Old Man. Was he a fool steeped in pagan lore, t......Read the rest...

...Our mind conditioned, we chased objects of desire but to no avail. Reaching exhaustion, we renounced the outer world, which offers nothing. Our identity, which depends on flow of thought, ......Read the rest...

...Do you hear what was done Those years ago under the Australian sun We came to what we were told Was an empty land for the bold Some had no choice as a convicts fall When their sentence was at ......Read the rest...

... Once such a threat leads to invasion Steps must be taken to combat their actions Time for the world to retaliate against Reasoning was clearly never on the table And for that, the sanct......Read the rest...

...Alone he sat on the cold soft sand Gazing at the ocean Reflecting on his life Overcome with emotion His dad left when he was young Never to return His mother checked out slowly It was the ......Read the rest...

...SOLITUDE Ostracised Completion of my demise Cast aside Oh how I cried disowned To the wolves I’m thrown Discarded Left broken hearted Excluded Thoughts of return totally deluded B......Read the rest...

...Nature ages like Youth, a bougainvillea wrapped around a strapless watch. Youth doesn’t look at the clock but ignores passing hours unknowing, innocent of the melting water. It leaps and l......Read the rest...

...Back in two thousand plus some years more of five, When computers I'd just met, didn't yet with jive; When a computer was just a box of technology, A box of fascination and luring like a giant mys......Read the rest...

...Tanka Folk Heads Down in Flocks waders stoop heads down feeding uncoupled in flock. like texters bowing heads down to worship screen folk disengaged with here and now He......Read the rest...

...With a wag of tail and tongue bedraggled dogs drag their owners to frolic off-leash in parks devoted to dog meets dog dalliance and play. Despite their authority, the owners know each not by th......Read the rest...

... Cloven hoofed I am striding across sanctuaries lands Not what was expected in their sanctimonious plans Have I ever existed or am I a figment of their imagination Or am I simply more p......Read the rest...

...A meathead is definitely not an ostracised ostrich, a warbling wavering walrus, a small but vintage vibrant beetroot who claps in time, a mascot at a match, a backwards facing grinning umbrella in br......Read the rest...

...A misfit in Liverpool I think of oranges saw a painting by Constable of a morning sun that looked like blood orange dripping nectar down on some fishermen trying to catch eels on the dark surfa......Read the rest...