Short Climb Down Poems
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I want to live in my mother's cheekbones that kiss the moon,
then climb down her braids and fall asleep in my indigenous silver spoon.
You took me to the hills
But you abandoned me
I cannot climb down alone
Bring to me a tall ladder
to climb down slowly
via your forbidden heart
The pinnacle
Of success lies
At the top
Of the staircase
And,
Failure
Keeps plotting…
To climb down
The stairs
Between
My efforts
And
My achievements!
All the curtains fall
Like one big season.
What a calamity of triumphs, as
You climb down the path.
The fault-line rested in the eyes,
Curled against the pupil.
The singe from Heaven's last remark.
In the end, we're all just lovable spies.
And then it dawned on the attendant crowds
That having climbed to the top of the spire
For he had seen the way to climb up
The challenge was to climb down
But the way to climb down
Had sadly eluded him
And the multitudes
Had not a clue
To offer.
"Santa Baby"
Santa baby, climb down the chimney to a waltz under the mistletoe and taffy kisses
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soothe is an abyss I cannot seem to climb down into.
when I realize I am comfortable I feel uncomfortable .
calamity
is all my body knows.
this little blue “calming” pill
does little but make one somnolent.
sleep deprivation is torture?
then I am my own castigator
Stem the flow of your bleeding heart
Climb down off your pedestal please
Mind your own business for a change
Find a cure for your social disease
Life's too short for such petty games
There's more important things to do
Look at yourself in the mirror
You should point your finger at you
will he get there
can he get where
will he take the stairs
climb down the wall
beat on the sides
walk to the sore
for a pack of jujubes
slap his knee
and guffaw
hold a harmony
in his jaw
crash the Queen's party
fly to Zanzibar
on a star
honor God from
way afar
I never know
that's my secret
Monk
In hirsute adolescence
a narcissist climbs
the breast and becomes
a graveyard of moons.
Talking of marginality,
a hole in the chest
ejects a secret of peachy skin
when wind was selling sex.
Most corrupt was me
always telling truth about the
warm eggs of chaotic legs
who will not climb down the street.
Satish Verma
Santa claus
never uses the door
He prefers to climb down the chimney .
Being quite fat
How does he achieve that
It's also a little bit windy.
So come Christmas eve
I'll wait and see
If Santa climbs up on my roof.
If he fails to appear
Then it's quite clear
Santa's story is not really true.
Ahh!
Oh little mouse,
You are so small,
You are petite,
You are so cute,
You are so sweet.
With grasping tail
And tiny feet
You climb tall stems
Of swaying wheat.
Reaching the top
You eat the grain,
Then skilfully,
Climb down again.
Oh little mouse,
You are so small,
You are petite,
You are so cute,
You are so sweet.
Drought had entered
into grass roots.
It was a perfect landing.
Sequential. You are
chopped into pieces. A shoal
of fish will make you disappear.
The vacancy will call
a choreographed entry. The
descent will find a goldenrod.
Snow-capped peaks. It
is difficult to stay for a long time.
You climb down. River remains dry.
Satish Verma
The moon titled her head
and went inarticulate
in black and white.
Seeding the earth with
stupor, undoing my?
poem in water.
An asteroid crashed in
my blue lake. Sit beside me,
I would say to a songbird.
The cardinal sin was
to abandon the throne
and climb down at night.
What was the designer’s
love, I will ask, when I
was preparing myself for a self-denial.
Satish Verma
I watch the squirrels on the wires up high,
I call those lines sidewalks in the sky.
They sit sometimes watching the hussle below,
Every one in a hurry with nowhere to go.
They walk the wires and climb down to the ground,
Find there food and turn back around.
There balancing act none can compare,
As they walk those wires way up in the air.
Moving around,way up high,
The safest route,the sidewalks in the sky.
Away in the attic,
No dusting for years,
I'm sneezing and sneezing!
Eyes brimming with tears!
Now why did I come here?
For that box of books,
Too heavy and dirty,
Ruined my good looks!
Brown smears on my blue dress,
Smudges on my cheeks!
It's better I climb down,
Before someone peeks!
Atishoo! Atishoo!
Oh my! Falling down!
No wonder they call me
"The clumsiest clown"!!
Fly baby, fly fast. Fly hard today.
Your mama’s making pancakes,
And your tormenter’s away.
The animals are loose, and the kitchen is afire.
Take your chance, fly, baby, fly!
You can escape out the window,
Climb down the apple tree.
You can go alone, or fly away with me.
Save yourself, honey,
That’s all I want for you.
I love you heart-heartedly, this is all I can say.
Freedom is a mere window away.
Fly, baby, fly!
There once was a monkey sitting in a tree
Eating banana's and watching TV.
He then stood up put on his coat and hat
And climb down from the tree in which he was sat.
He was board and wanted to explore
After seeing things on telly he wanted to know more
As time went by he remembered where he had been
Keeping in his memory the good and the bad things
He had seen
So don't just sit there open up your mind
Just go for a walk and see what you might find.
Direction or action fall on green waterfall
In the time wind is winding likely
Block the voice of thick hairs
Love with consciousness after have arrived this hell
Some mist in the blood, floors of overcast eyes
Put out the cigarette, sons of fire’s shout
Deepest place “ is it?” heavy density
Lost soul, human have been climb down
Spirit, God, my teacher’s deepness
Still open the window, in the display,
Wake up with actual universe
Private space of mine are bright
Thwelt Di Nwe