Short Malign Poems

Don't speak ill; don't
Mock; don't malign to a
Person you don't know....

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Scoundrels
hiding evil
behind benign deceit
only create malign karma
within...

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Trump Did Often Dine

trump did often dine
messed it up and did malign
said it should be mine 

Jim Horn...

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Leaders who vote their Party line
Have no cause to moan nor malign
They won't get elected
Nor even respected
Voters Know those views aren't divine!...

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There was an optician somewhat blind
Whose patients found him easy to malign.
So he gave rose-colored glasses
A move that calmed the masses.
Now his practice has become sublime....

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Fears, they swirl, streaming through my heavy mind,
Winding like a web of lies, malign lines intertwined.
Soul to soul, I search for someone to share each sorrowful day,
I grasp at strings, at the changes they bring,
but I’ve found they seldom stay....

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My pen bleeds
through ink veins
My pen tells
truth that stains
My pen kills 
hopes and dreams
My pen swims
in malign streams
My pen ignites
flames at night
My pen explodes
like lethal dynamite
My pen swallows
anti-depressant pills
My pen displays
my poetic skills
My pen lives, 
faint hearts cry
My pen dies,
so do I...

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Lavish wicked exile
Florid amends futile
Beware o’ noxious veins
Fatal nature remains

Faultless lulling bell
Malign lethal quell
Belladonna most fair
Nary mercy to spare

Lavender-hued bane
Deceit assured reign
Hush now carnal lilt
Expiry nigh upon wilt

Ne’er partake blithe sip
Toxic upon mortal lip
Alas formidable jane
Elixir harbors chicane...

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Leaf I was that day as curious
As the winds roaring malign so furious
A better life awaits, all glorious
Deprived me of my senses, how spurious

Shuddering, my eyes sparked fire
As my feet choked in the deep mire
The haze got clearer
My life got dearer
The courage that I acquired
I began to retire

What was I?
A cavern to fear Death
Or a gallant to crave new breath...

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Accidental empathy turns events nefariously,
Balancing on the fringe precariously.
Scarce perception for corporeality at hand or beyond,
Moments of clarity neglected too long.
To justify indifference, apathy, or malice,
The numb and oblivious sow seeds of the doubting callous.
Negotiating their toxic essence into a sinuous answer, 
Regardless to propagating a pestilent cancer....

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LIBRA

             Loyal and true, a friend who will be there and will always care

             Inspired by nature, who is creative with talent and flair

             Building on dreams, perhaps so long ago left behind

             Romantic, passionate, gentle, sweet, and kind

             Always seeks to keep peace, never to malign




For Acrostic /"Star Sign" Poetry Contest
April 1st, 202l...

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Fears swirling, 
streaming through my heavy mind,
Winding web of lies, 
malign lines intertwined.
Soul to soul, I search for someone to share my days
I grasp at strings
the changes they bring,
but I’ve found they seldom stay.

But you are constant, 
Youre neverending.
No facade, no faking,
No need for pretending
And I can’t lie,
Won’t change my mind,
Your name is stitched on the heart i hide inside....

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A person's last breath
Should be that
Of an Autumn leaf
Gently gliding 
To land serenely on
Earth's surface.

Doubt is like 
A cold wind's whisper
Declaring it's presence, 
Whisking the beautiful leaf
In two directions:
For it floats toward
The abyss and the heavens.

As much as one 
Does truly doubt
One equally yearns to believe,
And as the leaf disseminates
In a sort of malign peace,
We fall apart....

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A bright star shimmers aloft,
amid the flimsy stars soft;
The Star grins bright,
even in the twilight;
Fellow stars envy,
make the star shies.

A nimbus cloud braces
mysterious moisture, embraces,
the star glittering bright;
Bright star loses all the light,
mislays its power, can't shine,
Now the fellow stars malign.

Yearning for the bright sky
the poor star desperately cries
Will the nimbus cloud budge?
Will primeval brightness nudge?...

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Books – a medicine saturnine.
Those who have books shine
With lively bright colour twine.
Books – a Daniel – be in shrine
To take us all up with whine.
Saraswati, indeed, did opine
My talents with saccharine
And help me for Her to reassign
Her position in the world malign.
With her help I Monorhyme define
And made many people it dine
With garlic or ginger or brine.
Oh! Goddess! Help me refine
The world with your dyne –
Books – a medicine saturnine....

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I wake up
find myself

wandering in a hot dessert
baking in the malign rays 
of a dying sun

I realized 
that i am walking around 

a post nuclear wasteland -
 nothing is moving 

everything is dead 
I may be the last 
person on earth

I don’t know how i got here
or when it is

or even if it is real
or just a nightmare vision

i scream out 
Dear God

save me
and hear nothing

but the whispers 
of billions of ghosts
in the radioactive winds...

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Colonoscopy


Colonoscopy,
strikes dread. It’s not too bad - when
Colon trouble free.

Jules Verne-like travel,
up your arse, spelunking through
strange, pink-ridged caverns.

Hunting for the snark,
or boojum, or polyp, who
feasts, darkly, in there.

Snipety-snap - jaws,
polyp-snatch; dragging from view,
miscreant tissue.

Pathology dock -
destined. Tried in the morning,
suspected malign.

Tried.. judged innocent.
Callooh! callay! It vanished
softly — my boojum....

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