Short Defile Poems
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Cans lie strewn, litter
tossed away, discarded trash.
Dents - defile, deform
the perfect container form.
Wanton abuse uncalled-for.
Death is inevitable, it must come;
A child, young or old, it spares none.
A very short span of time, we are allotted,
Wherefore defile it with grudges and hatred.
The conservatives
Like to Fly the Flag
Wrapping themselves
In the flag
As they loudly proclaim
That they are the only patriots
As they defile the flag
With their hatred
Staring, smirking, salivating men
You are the bane of my existence
How dare you defile my temple with your lustful eyes
I await the day where I get my chance
To unleash my wrath, gifted from Artemis
Naivete
in life
brings terror
to dreams
The psyche
wide open
a victim
to scheme
The innocent
notion
belief
to defile
Asleep
in the
nursery
—where monsters run wild
(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)
In whose eyes, whose hands alone
Precious. Fragile.
God's; this gemmed sphere; men defile.
Men, warring, crack.
Compassionate perspective.
Its reach, as broad.
True love's! A kind, men who hoard
A dead stone lack.
To see your face
I crossed seven seas
and
Killed
dodging donkeys
I slit open several cobras
In the forest of fright
Sagged at the last step
For the miles
I trekked defile Kilometres.
Smothering white innocense
Soft as the fur above the paw
And we forssook our defense
To print tracks of joy in the raw
Cold freedom of your sweet pile
Until the sun differently shows
Our fairy fantasy in its hot defile
Emotion melts like sudden snows
An expensive strap is going to cost you
Your credit card a Lion
The chance to beat who pleasure counts
A token love for sign
Where credit keeps you occupied
for loving that means more
When snaps at night mean plots for flight
that points defile for
I do not know if been a wall
makes me less important?
All the walls around me are cracking
Scoffers questioned my stand
But i know she will be happy to
have me as a wall
My uncrack wall is my pride
And a treasure to whom my
hallowness shall be defile
awoh awoh
Form:
Deafening silence rips through the cold air
From hollowed cries of desperation
As knees bent from the bale of despair
This emptiness is ripping thy soul
Creeping darkness defile that gaping hole
Seeking and longing for coveted attention
Into the haze and desolation I stare
Luckily I am not yours,
To fondle and defile,
My beating soul lies elsewhere,
You can adorn me with recollections,
But I will be one goddess less,
One saint more,
I will come along the sunset,
To steer you towards the heavens,
Then in your mouth I spit anesthetic saliva,
And you are no more.
I receive just pure trust, love and no unbelief,
No abandonment, no fear,
No lies, stealing, nor slander
To defile hearts and hopes
Let all children believe, trust and love.
Care for them and make them secure for their conquests
Tell them The Truth, give them courage
Keep their hopes shining and hearts blessed.
people standing in a crowd
people very loud
people standing alone
watching brother and sister pigeons
defile the earth
ting on them
moving away cooing
quietly
and quickly
backwards
being
pigeons
mucking around
in the
until they finally must take a stand
and eat the few
bad pigeons
in a flavor able pigeon stew
Though oft times we do not see
Every day contains a smile
Each one is a fragile gem
Sorrows grip on us revile
Even if for just a while
Welcomed by the eyes that see
Happiness it can't defile
This precious gift from you to me
Originally written for "HUTAIN THIS ONE" contest. Rhyme scheme ababbcbc
By Bob Quigley
You are a human being so vile.
How could I, with you, myself, defile?
Yet, you are an angel. heaven sent,
my time away from you, misspent.
Where is your needle on my dial?
It jumps like New England weather
or a breeze blowing a feather,
Up and down or in the middle,
I cannot answer this riddle:
Do you and I belong together?
To watch her with another
The hurt, the pain, the thrust
Beauty eluding my fondle
Gorgeousness I can only behold but always let go
I want this but can't own it
I deserve it but selfish it sounds
What will you do to have a joy illegal?
To defile the voice of norm
For the warmth, for the knowledge
To carefreely live against order
Gaia, mother of us all
wars defile our sacred Earth
we sow the dead like seeds
reap a harvest from invader’s guns.
In this, now gutted land
seared by hate and grief
as schools become mass graves
hope is a word for other tongues.
Flowers of their native dirt
families wrapped side by side
here only death can bloom
when infant buds are made to starve.
My subconscious chains strain
to keep my demons tethered to fantasy,
as demonic beasts test my moral resistance,
while ripping relentlessly with teeth and claws.
Grotesque self-images,
like shadows of shadows forged in the bowels of hell,
once freed, would defile the sanctity of my soul
with carnal lust and debauchery.
10/29/2015
The Bitter Soil, Gaza 2024
Earth, Gaia, mother of us all
wars defile her sacred gifts
we sow the dead like seeds
reap a harvest from our guns
in this shattered land
charred by hate and want
hospitals plant mass graves
no dignity in these deaths
infants wrapped side by side
flowers of their native dirt
plucked newborn buds
where only wreaths are grown.
The Moon is fulsome and low tonight.
Perchance we shall converse in its light.
Are you near within reach,
And discerning of my speech?
My friend, back many years from here.
And gone now, though heled so dear.
Past now into that dark Defile,
Where I may not venture, at least for a while.
Pray you will recall this face in detail,
When happily we meet on a familiar trail.
The honest lips no lies do tell,
Nor independent ones deceive,
But tyrants' smiles conceal Hell,
Their words are fakeries.
The honest hands no taxes lay,
No properties defile,
But tyrants' hands take all away
While lips play out a smile.
The honest mind to life is true,
Depends on self alone;
But tyrants' have men's health in view---
To stone and stone and stone.
A leap into death bed.
The water of life
had sucked you dry.
Tracking a subtle sound,
I was chasing you
in the jungle of untruths.
You being in the crowd,
I was locating the god’s
vision in failing lights.
Who was hiding behind
the torn pages of
scriptures ? The words
had started bleeding.
O, my god, the man was
going to defile a beast !
Satish Verma
As spring graces the face of the earth,
an underlying coldness settles below.
Petals dance in the fleeting breeze,
yet a quiet goodbye waits beneath
Time and time again, cherry blossoms bloom,
as the October winds threaten to defile them
But if winter lingers on the surface,
and spring beneath,
doesn't that mean that with every bloom,
a bone-chilling frost begins to creep.
What you’ve bothered to pick
Is a heartbreak topic:
The mind Ended Love warps
And on one’s folly harps;
Just as heat could man burst
Still, Heartbreak Is the worst…
Men file in, bed defile,
You’re with an office file.
Joan does not claim it’s right
But expects not a fight.
You’d delayed wedding ring;
So, with Guys face The Ring…
You’d never known women!
I’ve not ruled them “vermin’’.