Short Chaotically Poems
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known-unknown
seen-unseen
imaginable-unimaginable
everything
everything
waiting
patiently-chaotically
for Your judgment day
to see You
at one wink, O' GOD
-January 03, 2019 Chattogram
Life is like the dance of a flame
Breathing out smoke as the moments change
Fleeing chaotically from your name
Knowing not where it goes or whence it came
Until the mind blows it out
And only the luminous darkness remains
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Clumsy chubby chimpanzee counts cherry cheesecake cases covering corner combined clear ceramic counters.
Canny cat catches canary
Cunning cat chases crazy chattering chipmunk clumsily can't close chubby cheeks 'cause chaotically cramming chocolate covered cordial cherries
A cloud of scarlet and crimson petals
Spill down from above,
Pirouetting delicately
As they clasp the breeze
In a silent, fluttering waltz.
Drips of colour stain sherbet white snow,
Blossoming chaotically
As the legion of scandal - red petals
Pour relentlessly down.
Flowers for the living.
Silent, piercing through the darkness
So alive with shimmering heartbeats
Stars scattered chaotically across the skies
Alive, dancing proudly under the dreamy
Moon, who breathes hope into the night
The Moon in June (Choose One of Five Forms) Poetry Contest
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June 8, 2022
Your hands that searched for me for so long
took revenge and hid in my hair
shattered every persuasion
run chaotically on the neck...
so many hieroglyphs drawn on the body,
I never had!
The eyes cut from the spectrum of your lips
left on my thighs.
My breasts, as plains,
rose in front of your hands,
for you to be able
with the shameful fingers
To create space between spaces.
Epiphanic thoughts
Erupting violently
Odd Conceptions
Chaotically dance
Within confines of mind
Rendering indecision
Empty answers
Sallow questions
Sluicing freefall
Over bottomless precipice
Panicked emotion
Building pressures
Rasping hard
For control.
Descending
Through austere winds
Terminal velocity
This raindrop hits
Exploding silence
Upon my forehead
Calming…
My Everything
My limbs as heavy as mountains,
My mind chaotically at peace.
My emotions flood like fountains,
And my thoughts will never cease.
Frustration mounts my angered soul,
Yet too tired to let that be,
So instead I chose to write this scroll,
Releasing torment out of me.
I go to a place inside my mind,
A place of majestic simplicity,
And in this realm I yearn to find,
It bringing calm and peace to me.
When I dream, my Dreams are spiced with Sodium
That is dripping down thy Spine every time you tremble
Impossible to distinguish is the finest Darkness
From every chaotically rearranged Thread of Coal
Framing thy Face, thou, Princess descended from the Times
While Marble was still pale and the Olive wild
Acroteria still consisting just of fresh Flowers
Arranged as carefully as the inevitable Causality of our Love
I've been kissed by ghosts a thousand times
searching for people hidden
an aged magazine
filled in voices of shadows
blind fingers
chaotically touching the third eye
retain silence
screaming my name
caved
the fury of a tsunami wipes
last fingerprint...
who just walk past
it's not welcome on the altar
of my soul
barefoot
written first love story
the only room
for
my body
faith
purity
and
ETERNITY.
Matching pj's, rainbow colored tinsel with LED lights,
Gazing, disbelief as the pine slowly declines onto the floor,
We all laugh with silliness while grammy has fallen beneath it,
There the tree lies while the naughty kitty chaotically explores.
Written By: Laura Urbaniak
Date: November 20, 2015
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sowing a melange
of veined wafers
viridescent shavings
leaves upon leaves
chaotically neat
layered in tranquillity
for the theatrical show
of first feet
premiere wellies
curtain up at dawn
cue the early walkers
after a night’s forlorn
which unseen hand
spritely close
knitted the forest
cross-stitched floor
taking their time
perfectionist
preparing fallen
Jenga sticks
behind the scenes
but never seen
Jack in the Green