Short Aloofness Poems

sentient perceptions
sent in the way of shared hope~
pairing aloofness

Written: February 24, 2023...

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wise man learns
from his own mistakes 
yea more than anything else 
So what!? Keep a right aloofness 
That simple guy may hurt you to save you...

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Autumn at an Automat
     
Austere aloofness.
Assessment approbation.
Allays apathy.

Inspired by Brian Strand’s Imagine Contest
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Automat_(painting)

Poetic Form: Ekphrasis (Art Inspired) Haiku with Alliteration....

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She walks in beauty
she walks in beauty
at night breaking
the aloofness

men hunger of lust
demand her
splendor and
beauty for
pence or two

having no Choices
to throw away
dearth
she obeys theirs
even if her tomorrow
would be darker

Saumya Aloysius...

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Numbers have an exactitude
Not found in many other places.
Unless you count nature.
Fur on bears
Stripes on a tiger
Sharp teeth on a great white
Bark on trees
Stripes on a bumblebee and a zebra
Playfulness in dogs
Aloofness in cats.
I think I am wrong
Exactitude is found in lots of places...

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Start

Excessive familiarity in a relationship breeds contempt
Aloofness shows signs of scorn
Bluffing about self in order to impress
Helps in piercing it like a thorn
Truth and honesty are the foundations
On which healthy relationships grow
Mutual trust then manifests itself
To make it strong and glow
End...

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The Matrix 


There’s no aloofness 
Between you and me
And if I feel any distance,
That’s only the time
And if you feel it,
It’s only the space,
In which we’re stuck up 
With our divergence
Towards our convergence,
By which we shall meet
And live together
In the matrix of our origin. 




By: R K Chowdary Jasti
@ all copyrights reserved
12.01.2013@6.30pm...

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Hope you’ll be doing better sometime soon…

So that we can let your past be entombed.

A past that is harshly shaded. 

With streaks of pavement that have gently faded.

Please leave this aloofness behind. 

Please allow us to engage in being kind. 

Together, we will learn to forget. 

What you did to burn with regret. 

Surely, you will win against fate. 

So someday soon, the tunnel will abate....

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First day at college,
Encounter with a girl,
Gazes are exchanged,
Heart pounds,
Clock ceases to move,
Nothing happened further,
Goes back home and ruminates with a hidden smile,
Love is so pure and beautiful,
Everything turns fresh,
Even dark passenger makes way for geniality,
Aloofness takes the back seat,
Sweet dreams are aplenty,
Everything was near perfect until,
Mother exclaims, Wake up! It is 6 o'clock....

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Blue is...
            What one calls a sad mood
         It's nature's color for the ocean
     And the morning sky. The color code 
For cold water. The positive symbol for trust
    Serenity, contemplation, and authority
The negative symbol for sadness. depression 
     And aloofness. The color of a sapphire
  The color that draws mosquitos like moths 
                        To a flame


Date written and posted: 09/19/2018...

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When the gathered families smelled
The aroma of sausages,
Hotdogs and spent firecrackers
On prior Independence days
I was sniffing the subtle scents
Of odoriferous flowers
That grew beyond the festiveness.
When members heard,” come and get it!”
From the self designated chef
I heard only sounds of nature.
When the people sat and said grace
For the food that was on their plates
I stood among the wildflowers
too intoxicated to feast....

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The young go-getter reached the ladder’s top rung
by making work his foremost purpose in life.
Lengthy absences from wife and children stung,
but wealth he provided outweighed any strife,
so he thought. To his work-first ethic he clung
till poor health and retirement cut like a knife.
Loved ones’ aloofness cuts deeper. He has found
the saying’s true: What goes around comes around.


September 21, 2022
entered in the Ottava Rima Contest     Placed 6th
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins...

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The door handle taunts me.
No one wants me     to hear.
About me,     but without me,
vibrations of sound drown
down to the ground,
as my heart pounds on edge.
A wedge of aloofness 
keeps me      estranged,
unchanged from who 
I knew I'd become,
as numb as a child,
defiled and denied
the comfort of trust.
Like a tired mime,
I idly cry inside,
eyelids great for hiding.
Confiding happens
behind closed doors
without me;
About me     or not,
I am unwanted in.

12-11-2024...

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