Short Erects Poems

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Life

That moment
         When
         The soul
         Translates
Its
        Ethereal existence
        Into exploits
        Of the flesh
And intellect
       Erects
       A paradise
       In
The here-after..
Form:


Premium Member Chaos Into Synergy

Synergy erects God's love

In Ego's monopolizing face,
in wounded hearts,
in monoculturing
monotheistic minds

Of economic
and political Chaos

Sun enlightened Synergy 
resurrects God's omnipotent
resilient 
polyculturing compassion.

Quest

Quest

Hunger! Hunger! Hunger!
I s he quest that is danger!
Yes! Not all love that idle,
But is gnaws and erects for real.
You claim that perfection is not meal,
And clear is it like a living deal,
Quest can be a heel,
But we usually make out of it a hill,
Quest sucks your sense of humanity like vampire,
And leave you blame the fibers of the viper,
Quest makes us ditch, the humanity pitch.
Something we should embrace, like a lovely face.

Auto, Plane and Omnibus

AUTO,  PLANE  AND  OMNIBUS


Auto, Plane and Omnibus-
what a marvelous fuss,
that stupor'd man creates with you.

Ladies, Gentlemen and Nom De Plumes-
what frolic,
just yesterday unknown;
is reality tomorrow ?

That which is up, that which is down,
how can we tell right from wrong-
when covered with technology ?

It takes the roses essence
and be-little it to nothingness-
until Poet and Philosopher,
re-erects it on a citadel of Love !

Autumn

The signs scream in color gray,
autumn warnings in cold wind
dead leaves exposed  in scars
new season comes, shiver brings ...

Landscape dressed as a wake
hides joy and shows sadness
it seems that here is purgatory
not holy land of mother nature ...

But flowers look to victory
flowering fields and orchards
burn the bitterness with glory

And life reborn and erects altars
to the natural triumph of renewal.
 elder turns fresh magic, annual ...!
Form: Sonnet


Loge of Torment

My knuckle busters peel
In an attempt to escape
Stuck in this life
Where the wall of prejudice erects an inertia

My dismal host so generous
The tongue of this hostage it evirates
Desires to brabble for help
Turns out a wish-wash wish

The teething ring in my mouth
Makes me a false of myself
And I can't refute this hell
To passers-by my expression seems hee

Now I hurl in my towel
Let go of my invincible hope
No rescue from this life
Doom, my hope has turned
Form: Quatrain

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