Short Colossus Poems

To kill a name colossus
They kill his name first
Then the soul and the body fizzles out
And thus the battle is won...

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though scarred yet stands
primal forest colossus
aided withstood flame

PS Syllable counter: 5,7,5
8 August 2019...

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              No referee 
to be seen in blood-soaked arena.
          Both fierce gladiators;
my heart versus my mind.
I wait with suspended breath to see 
which colossus emerges victorious.
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The Colossus of Rhodes stood erect,
commanding much awe and respect.
But his rather small shorts
held his assets - of sorts.
Perhaps, not a lot - I suspect!

~


For the '7 Wonders of the Ancient World' Contest....

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When I try to write 'love', my pen runs dry.
It happens ev'rytime and ev'rytime I cry,
So I dip my pen into the tear
and wait for the ink to reappear.
Only then can this Colossus be fashioned
And seduce the Reader with all its Passion....

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 Dream home and career? Check. 
    Respect and prestige? Check. 
 Success? Money to burn? Check. 
   Yet, he still remains unfulfilled. 
 What colossus could be missing? 


Date written: 06/13/2023...

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Colossus

We are what we’re conceived,
with pleasures and dislikes
we individually perceive.

I cannot move a mountain,
and I cannot explain a tear,
but if you move that mountain,
you will see that tear.

Such a gigantic endeavour,
what a fruitless achievement.
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Great Pyramid Of Giza
 Hanging Gardens Of Babylon
Temple Of Artemis
 Statue Of Zeus At Olympia
Mausoleum At Halicanassus
 Colossus Of Rhodes
Lighthouse Of Alexandria

Author;Free Software Foundation
Compiled by;chipepo lwele

PS;The reminder of the 7 Wonders Of
     The Ancient World....

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She is insatiable;predatory
In business always valedictory
Sees no conflict of interest in her position
Spurns financial disclosure requisition

She strides like a colossus, speedily
Eating smaller fry greedily
Using as an opportunity every disrupter
Allowing nothing or nobody to be an interrupter...

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breathing life 
into envisaged giants
our days were long
but calling
we finished standing
these stones of time
their face our face
our hands were bleeding
as we sank into the ground
left a future in our wake
diminished
we knew we had to do it
but to their colossus 
we now rest in peace
to set all peace to come
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Like a quivering leaf climbing
unreachable thighs of a cloud
in naked shelter of sun.

I lament the fall 
of a colossus
who would not live in a glass house.

Ash smeared on face 
a name walks on the book
of barefoot poems.

Today I am going to morph 
into a death sentence 
for an uncommitted crime.

Who had lost himself 
in unslept awakening
of a disaster ?



Satish Verma...

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In the valley of blasts
a row of jacarandas
tall, sweet smelling,

shed blue petals endlessly.
A colossus spread
on wounds of earth.

A small girl with pellets
in her belly
was searching her wounded mother.

Essense of sorrow
helps to find myself,
in defense of freedom.

In the city of death
an unbeliever like me
wants to find peace with God.


SATISH VERMA...

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Ready to pounce on 
a scarecrow.
The ants were hungry.

It was a dried bone? 
frame, wearing the royal 
costume, waiting for the moon.

Can you play with the 
jewels and still 
remain poor ?

The suckers refuse to
shrink, taking away skin,
the eyes, the ears.

It overwhelms the loneliness, 
the silence, the colossus, 
and the two-faced king in making.


Satish Verma...

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ARTEFACTS
recreated
as
a colossus
in  time
 using
dimensional depiction
 extended
 into reality
a glimpse
of the past
with
the possibility
of  consolations
begetting beauty

melancholy
steeped in
its ethereal glory
to reflect
on the
 inspiration
fashioned
mirrored
in
conceptual space
 discovered
by
visionaries
&
expressionist
glowing
in a
 maximalist style...

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You left me hewing the rock of fame;
Constructing the titanic colossus of name.
And joined those devouring milk and butter,
Refusing to stand out from the clutter.
And now the sculpture of renown I've carved;
It's delicate and precarious frame I've shaped.

Now flash me your grin,
In it I see shades of sin;
The hands that maimed the trammels of love
So divinely fashioned from above....

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COLLOSUS RIDDLE
Watcher of Thebes, your watch has made me want.
I bring you death--Oedipus.
 I proclaim,
the very solving of your mysteries.

Now cast yourself to Hades, your beauty fails.
You sphinx; hast not your buxom bared for me
where others suckling fed of hemlock's taste,
but now you must repay each soul you felled.

Die bitch.

© RON WILSON AKA Vee Bdosa
the Doylestown Poet...

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A Twisted synopsis derived from convenience;
Some convenient colossus of self-righteous grievance,
     Pain unforgotten and never forgiven;
     Void from accounting’s a world made to live in.
It started with lies but at first they weren’t mine;
But fear had me broken and it twisted our time.
       So now it’s let go or crawl in the past;
       But how long must I keep kneeling to the face with a mask....

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The particles,
spreading a weird cult.
You were colliding with moons
daily.

It was a bird call
under a gilded, cold, dark
sky. The desire was immense
than the meet.

You just wanted to feel
the hurt;flaunting an
erosion. A coherently large
body. Is that a mass-

of goddammed invisible ?
It was my harvested pain,
the lost virginity of a
spot. The exit war starts

for a gentle colossus.


Satish Verma...

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Lift all the pain to just consume it all
Watch my lifeless corpse trip and fall

Enjoying all the last moments in this dimension
Break apart the long lasted fundamental foundation
-
It's hard to understand the rest of this
Just to sit and vision all of it fall in the abyss

I don't know where to begin anymore
Pick my carcass off the messy floor

Put the colossus back together again
But tremble in the fact of what has been...

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The tears have washed my sins.
Taming the dead,
I start a vivisection
of myths.

I take an impromptu walk,
go inside my weaker self,
abandon the pretention 
and come face to face with the fear.

No portrait, no symbol,
no map was needed.
I was going to open a locked attic
to liberate the imprisoned past.

O colossus,
O my golden bird,
my sun baked grief has ripened 
in ruins of desires. I am free.


SATISH VERMA...

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scape without a name
scepter of a colossus
merge in a yellow boom
between hunch and a knife,

to keep shut the glassy lips
from red stares
a secret of an anonym
scripting sunset

the stacked neurotransmission
of millions of texts
with quietus
not to return back without the foe’s skull

a hollowness reverberates
while indifference talks
of moon’s lair
nor a dwindling shoulder –

and the tigers have disappeared
from sanctury



SATISH VERMA...

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Chance nautical corvettescent mileage 
Of the topical travels terrains 
Amongst the bonding trips 
Of rain collecting in the waters 
Playing pines lake valleys 
Rivers running amongst solitary confining drifting pinewoods 
Colossus forest mountainous trees 
Timber fallings  burning ambers 
Crawling igniting forcing steams 
As the rain flower converges on the populous dreams

8/25/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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scape without a name
scepter of a colossus
merge in a yellow boom
between hunch and a knife,

to keep shut the galssy lips
from  red  stares
a secret of an anonym
scripting  sunset

the stacked neurotransmission
of millions of texts
with quiet us
not to return back without the foe’s skull

a  hollowness  reverberates
while indifference talks
of moon’s lair
nor a dwindling shoulder –

and the tigers have disappeared
from  sanctury


SATISH VERMA...

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symbols of my mood
 a     sense   of   the   artistic
without
     apparent function

repeats of significance
pass by
            unnoticed
unmuted
colours
    the pastoral splashed
    with personality

the miniscule
becomes
      a colossus
a wasteland
                  in white
derelict
deformed
separated

space devoid of people
where
       the message matters
isolated
lonely
      a creature of habit
in a semidream
of
   surprise&alarm

hallel
hallel...

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Yes
  I will go on this ride
  cling to my safety harness
  overcome my phobia of heights
  ignore those screams from the colossus-
  are they screams of terror, or screams of joy?
Yes
  I will embrace the uncertainty
  brace myself for every twisting turn
  each stomach-dropping, breath-stopping
  heartbeat of sheer acceleration exhilaration 
  as the tension mounts, she reaches for my hand
  do I speak of riding a roller coaster or falling in love?
Yes


written 21 Oct 2021...

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