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Short Abdicating Poems

Short Abdicating Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Abdicating by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Abdicating by length and keyword.


I Begin To Think
Abdicating the shadows;
totemic.
I return back to dig up the buried-
moon from the ruins of poetry.

It benumbs.
No response was coming from
cajoling the black secrets-
of time-cast.

A storm was raging in a pack
of emptiness. Like a dead fly
between the pages of skulls.
I couldn’t find the exact words.

The religion of wish-lists.
Can you find the end of desires ?
From thought to thought-
was there any vision ?



Satish Verma...

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Categories: abdicating, art,
Form: ABC



Premium Member Ostrichs and Wasps
On the lush meadow
Serene ostrichs rest
Towering it with vigilance
Rheas they seem from distance
Indulging in sweet silence
Counting evey single chick
Huddled under their wide wings
Abdicating as everyone learns survival
Nurturing them with keenness
Demolishing parental worries
Warning them of stinging wasps
Always looking for new victims
Surrounding them with loud buzzing
Pugnacious and vicious as bulldogs
slayers they surely are...

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Categories: abdicating, animals, nature
Form: Acrostic
Premium Member Exuberance
Each the all and one the all, the knowing
X-ray vision spiritual discerns
Unless ego begins interfering
Burn the past oh hermit! Simply unlearn
Exiting narrowness, take a u-turn
Replenishing joy, abdicating frown
Attentive joyfulness as of a clown
Negating nothing, we follow the scent
Converting our name into a pronoun
Evaporated self exuberant

23-December-2020

(Acrostic Dizain)...

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Categories: abdicating, joy, spiritual,
Form: Acrostic
Molten Tears
savage was the bond of weakness;
we were hiding behind the pain
of decline, abdicating the singed shrine
of nameless opposition, nowhere the roots
were reaching the bottom of  truth, I ran
like river of life amongst the flames, you try to
resuserstate a dozing century by burning
poems, every wen fighting the jinx,
counting the tiny deaths

give me your locked  secrets of fire
let me face  the cold-blooded murder
in caldron of dead lips

SATISH VERMA...

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Categories: abdicating, epicme,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Shattered Sighs