Short Desiccated Poems

barren empty womb
arid infertile desert
desiccated sphere...

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Grey ribs arc skywards
desiccated skin stretched taut
curved spine embedded
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solitary tree with outstretched fingers
desiccated surroundings 
not giving up on life 


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a pallid pool
  leaves and flotsam
lethargic, desiccated
  as if waiting for 
a giant spoon to stir them
  what if it all freezes...

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Cold   winter is here  
 
 Radiant   snow   covered   ground  

 Desiccated   air  

 Candy   cane   fragrant   aroma  

 Winter bringing out the best...

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DRINK MY OASIS

In life, morphed desert

Desiccated, you chase mirage

My heart melts

Come, drink my oasis.

March 2, 2019...

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Life desiccated derelict in the desolate desert
Infuses perennial peace of placid oasis in heart 
Feels in serene essence the spiritual sublimity
Emanating from the heavenly horizon of divinity.
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Like the last leaves of autumn
Scattered to the four winds
Our love is drifting away

Like a desert river
Long run dry
Our love is desiccated

Like the winter landscape
Stark and bare
Our love is Barren...

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I won’t stop trudging
on the desiccated last mile  
till I reach the embrace of bliss 
waiting for me in the niche 
of the promised oasis.

July 14, 2021
Contest : Bite Size Poem No 12
Sponsor : Line Gauthier...

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DESICCATED LIFE

Life desiccates you 
My heart melts on your hot dune
Drink my oasis.

In surging sand storm
Sun scorches your slim shadow
Recline in my arms. 

If clouds burst in mind
Torrent of rain you can’t hold
Flow it in my eyes.

April 3, 2018....

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In the sordid sky above my wasteland life,
clumps of gloomy cloud hovered glossless.
In their lengthening shadow, 
a desert grew in my desiccated being.
In the dune of my devout desire, 
God made an oasis for me.

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April 26, 2023
Contest : Bite Size Contest No. 62
Sponsor : Line Gauthier...

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I should have when I could have but did not, 
In retrospect I missed a chance or two. 
I see it now! If only then I knew -
I would have given life a better shot!

But who has time to waste on reminisce?
Past's desiccated dust settled by Now, 
Long overdue wholehearted weary vow - 
Time in and of itself one should not miss. 
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I see you little flower
Bright and quick 
Spiralling in your own
Desiccated gown
Of earth and dust
Sadness grows 
In the crack of broken
Concrete
Calling to 
My pedestrian
Tendencies 
Careful
Once 
Meted out 
I will 
Trample around your 
Petaled face
As I lumber through 
The 
The streets
In the 
Cold light of morning...

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The flowers have died back,
back into a darkening sun.

I did not see them wither
they fell between the light.

The blooms have slipped sideways
the way dead things do
when not tied down.

I did not see their passing,
I only saw the knuckled joints
of the dry stems
opening desiccated florets,

a last unraveling
of the no longer there....

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"Confetti"



Dreams just dreams;


Sweet Neapolitan
Ice cream cool
Blueberry eyes
Strawberry Crush
Smiles 
lick cherry ripe red lips
cheeks flushed 
burning blushes 
desiccated life
toasted
before stealing a 
long kiss

you’re burning 
supine

Mine

velvet skinned
all mine


(LadyLabyrinth/ 2020)
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Be laid:
with your private wounds 
beside me. 
For otherness. 

Can you come out from? 
your flesh, and watch 
the ribs, becoming 
infrasonic ?

The desiccated dreams, 
inhaling the fire, 
drinking pain. You have 
come full circle.

Can you describe the 
journey of dead souls ? 
Without tears ? Are you 
going to reject the end ?

The ruins are always a beauty.


Satish Verma....

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I have heard the autumn boughs cry
    Handling over their love letters to white wind
    Letters they wrote to spring during ageing winters
    Spring busy in flowering gave a brief glance
    The green poems inscribed were left heart-broken
    And abandoned to rustle upon desiccated terrains

   Date-1/04/2019
   Contest-Writing Challenge 6 ,March 2019,-6 Lines Poetry     Contest
   Sponsor-Dear Heart...

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Hours nibble at a back strain.
Tenuous strings were tugged
lifting water bottles.
You wonder how weak and fragile
you are. How vulnerable to
those ancient red tides within
that can bend your iron like plasticine,
turn you into a crooked question mark.
Quartered by straining horses,
neural fibers alliterate a thrumming fugue
upon a desiccated elastic band;
one now stretched far too taut....

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Fair weather friend,
Thou art a beguiling trench
So deep your carvings burrow
That the gorge, like a ghost's cravenly respite,
Stares at my face every morn and night,
And I, a childless brazen woman,
Wander along the narrow path of servility
Of fear and pain,
And the nuances of passion
Has desiccated my body
To a state of apathy
That is forever succumbing 
To what is known as the murderer of happiness.



Copyright © Iman Roy...

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I posed no questions 
before my erroneous conception
I never asked to be or not to be
Serenading deserted streets with dirges 
exploring absence in back alleys
reciting Ophelia’s soliloquy from memory
my words wasted in a world poisoned by apathy 
Wearily I lay myself down 
in the dust of desiccated dreams 
whispering the single syllable 
of your name so sweet 
like black cherry bourbon and chocolate
hoping you might hear me 
amid the din of decadence...

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Above the desiccated desert 

an aureate sun sets

leaving the sky glowing cherry red

as if an endless fire burns through the night

lighting the parched world below

rejuvenating new life into the land

to survive the next's day's torturous heat



desiccated: thoroughly dried out
lacking vitality or spirit; lifeless
preserved by removing natural moisture


aureate: having the deep slightly brownish color of gold 


7/12/2017...

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DRY SUMMER

On Harcourt Hill the summer grass is parched and desiccated 
All dry and flaxen neath the beating sun, its message carried
To teachers’ throats to give a thirst, a craving unabated
For College now is designated: ‘campus dry’ and arid

But when this season’s over and the sun’s becoming mellow
And classrooms echo vacantly with words select and wise
Then, temperance repealed, with soft tones as a solo cello
Some sweet and blest libations will restore, revitalise....

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In my deserted life emotions desiccated desolate,
but I knew in you was nestled a calm niche of bliss,
in the recess of your remote heart I couldn’t locate.
In my deserted life emotions desiccated desolate,
I knew with a gracious oasis for me you would wait,
soulful serene solace in sated measure I won’t miss.
In my deserted life emotions desiccated desolate,
but I knew in you was nestled a calm niche of bliss.

November 20, 2020
Contest : Graciousness
Sponsor : Mohan Chutani...

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Unlike love story 

Sweet dawn you are not
in your embrace I`m not reborn.
A night with you gives birth to bitter regret. 
A promise to not seek you out
will not help,
I love you more than life itself.
Nightfall brings long shadows
irresistible your allure,
Our lair is not feathering of tenderness
but thorns of demanding ferocity.
A pact we made in a church that reeked of burnt wicks.
desiccated roses and the redolence of death.
Our love is agony, 
we can´t but clawing us asunder...

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