Short Jinxed Poems

for the jinxed
unbroken anguish
to keep pain
ache is strong
searching for a description
since we are helpless


Written: January 08, 2022...

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East I sit, my orlog befuddled
Rune Rede ,I did -This does serve me
Karma paid ? This does  serve me
Blest tree states time to part
Find a new blest tree
Bring poise? Rune Rede
Be here now
Wrong path !
Jinxed
...

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Heart shaped Opal ring
Preludes deadly destiny
Stripping away dreams
Closing forever the eyes
From illusionated bride










For Form O-Only One Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Broken Wings
Fourth Place
5-17-2017...

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C-hange 
H-azy 
R-ain 
I-nto 
S-hining 
B-eacon's 
E-arly 
L-ight 
L-etting 
E-ffulgence 

A-bate 
J-inxed 
E-nvironment 
S-o 
T-riumph 
A-ppears 

Topic: Birthday of Chrisbelle G. Ajesta (August 21)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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It’s Friday and my old black cat
Across my path he goes
He does not care for human dates
His nonchalance, it shows

He blesses me by crossing me
At least that’s what he thinks
But since it is the thirteenth too
I’ve just been double jinxed....

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We all blame life 
Life is cruel,barbaric and unfair we say 
That Life is an abstract concept 
Each time we cursed her, we jinxed our stars 
She is the collective us 
She reproduces what we create
She regurgitates what we feed her 
She is us , we are life !...

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I wondered if a poet could be jinxed
   perhaps by switching her inks
perchance a drug to alter her thinks
   or just denying her a full 40 winks...

I thought I'd find out last night
   at or around midnight
But boy, could that lady fight
   bit my hand ~ now I can't write...

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Jinxed out
was the sex panel
on the honour’s integrity.
Deep water a fish
was found dead.

The destination
of your rival was
feminism. I was talking
of the moon
without gender.

Your fingers were probing
the dancing words,
in this strange event.
Darkness was falling
on my lips in morning. 



Satish Verma...

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A poem writes my name.
I am trembling
on paper like salt.

Flowing like moon
on the black wound.
The lamb and the skull.

I know the saint
invented by masses.
You need a fresh awakening.

A vastness from nothing to nothing.
Later the pebbles will dance
on the bay of death.

Sometimes the scales were jinxed,
sometimes the weight was light.
I was sitting under a chaste tree.


 SATISH VERMA...

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I feel like my life has no meaning
Like the only thing I was born to do
Is the cooking and the cleaning.

I feel like my life isn't going anywhere
Like I'm not meant to be like other people 
And no I don't think it's fair.

I feel like my life is going down the drain
Like I'm not supposed to feel the good
And I'm only supposed to fell the pain.

I feel like my life has taken a turn for the worst
Like I didn't get lucky or jinxed
But I got cursed....

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   jinxed souls i combat 
     each night laboriously~
       snorting loud on bed

       cognizant i lay
browsing mounds of ceaseless tasks~ 
      drifting in my brain

      fire flies breed in cheer
enclosing frame serenely~
      rouses my spirit
 
          i soar in night air
enthralling glimpses of stars~
       steering halts at dawn

cycles thirsty dreamy thoughts~
as i sail on boat with snorts

10 June 2023...

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Never, no, never let me go,
Hold on to my hardened heart,
Let's join our jinxed jumbled lives,
And begin a beautiful start,

Never, no, never let me go,
Catch on to my crumbled crux,
Let's meld our mad moulded minds,
And form a free flowing flux,

Never, no, never let me go,
Grasp onto my guarded ground,
Let's build our bad, broken selves,
And arrange to alter us around.



04/03/19

Pick A Title, Vol.3 Alliteration contest
NEVER LET ME GO
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh...

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Time clock,
               Baby
Stuck on the inside
out on the black bench,
	       Baby.
Never going back like the good old days
like the jinxed rinks, cut out
like watersheds.

It’s so obvious,
	       Baby.
That you want the top shelf
honey, lookin’ like a million bucks.

Those rose pedals for the first time
love, in the attic up top,
               Baby.
For the first time, overlook the city
with a new clock.
For hours we sat unlocked,
waiting for the Sun to show up....

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i won't say it out loud.
if you knew, you could understand.
it's hard to act human 
with a head full of sand
and spiders with cobwebs
catching every thought
before it lands.
 
i get confused between
what's real and imagined.
i'm excitable. sometimes sad
at the birth of an idea, a fantasy,
upon the realization
it may be just that.
and i've jinxed myself 
by creating a moment
before time has allowed.
 
if memory serves correctly,
i'll remember your face
fading into the crowd....

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