Short Seperation Poems
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I want to give you a hello. A hello which is as sweet as golden memories,a hello as lovely as love,but can I skip the bitter second of seperation, can I escape from desperation.
Form:
You shouldn't be made
............too feel any less
that's the built in
inferiority complex
The real danger,arrogance,
whom is superior to whom??
Just another device to divide....
Where you are now
I brought bowl of water
For seperation tree
In loneliness alley
This tree grows more and more every day
And I will pass seperation years
That maybe one day
Just once
I see you afar
Why should I want the holy moment of birth,when it will be finished with mouldering?
Why should I like the developement and cultivation,when the result is utter devestation.
Why should I be happy,for the lovers meeting,when it will be ended up with seperation.
Form:
Amber
Random, Daring, Sweet & Caring
Sister of 8 other siblings
Lover of music, creativity, & fun
Who feels pain, joy, & love
Who fears seperation, throwing up, & lost loved ones
Who would like to see snow, lightning storms & tornados
Resident of C.S. Illinois
Chafer
Hidden tears
Burnt smiles
Brokn seconds
Stones left in water
Breezes lost ways in mountion
Sleep passed away my eyes
Broken branches of roses
Termination of a long waiting
I left behind all these
And this was
Story of a life time
A shined sunshine
And an eternal seperation
For always
Sacred drum pounds in my chest
only for love,and nothing less
disappointments may have been many
still beat's strong and always ready
widening gaps' of seperation
does not detract my strength to lessen
my honor and gratitude,this life i'm given
in hope's for all a love enlighten......
My heart
Was torn apart
From the start
We were apart and we made our departure,
Yet we are a part of each other forever
My heart
Is a work of art
From the start
We were apart and we made our split come true,
Yet we are together - seperation doesn't mean I don't love you...
I do
THIS CAN'T BE CONTAINED
SPEWING OUT LIKE RAIN
SOAKING WET WITH REGRET DEVISTATION
ANNIHILATION
SOCIAL SEPERATION
DESTINED FOR DESTRUCTION REDUCED TO RUINS
WHISPERING WONDERS
THIS WILL BE STAINED
KILLING KINDNESS
FATE
LIARS
LOVE
POINTLESS PRETENDING
SILENT SCREAMING
WASTED WISHING
FOREVER FORGETTING
Form:
my true love
my only hart
I need you now
so despertly
horrer has come betewn us
by the gods let it desolve
let us star anew
let us unete
for the sake of love
and end the pain of division
may the curse of seperation be lifted
not merrly satesfied
but pulled by the roots
oh my love
together we conerquer all
Form:
Cautions & portions
Obstruction & destruction
Rules & fools
Obligation & deprivation
Nervous & resurface
Alterations & expectations
Voiceless & choiceless
Isolation & seperation
Radical & fanatical
Uncertainty & disharmony
Solitude & disquietude
infallable ego's , vainly clinging
thoughts of wealth and virtue bringing
distant sounds , astounding , ringing
deaf ears , fear , angel's singing
contradictions closely mingling
unity
still
a
far
off
reasoning...........
You called my name, blossomed pink through a screen
Red face, heart race, bewitched I fell sick in bed
A rusting rose emerged from my slivered soul
Before I slept, I remembered the first time I wished we met
The laugh, that made my days glitch
I'm here again, wondering what happened there
There were times, I yearned to see you again.
The First And Only
The First and only
I came to understand the pain,
a seperation of your heart from mine.
You could not have felt what I did,
or we would be together for all time.
A fling is flung in time but not at me.
I give myself completely.
my love is in my heart.
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
what is death
is it the final step
the end of a long journey
is it the check point
everything has been saved
is it seperation
leave every one behind
can we truly be seperated
can time
space
or even the lack of life
stop us from finding each other
from staying close
can we truly be seperated by anything
or is death just an illusion
Nazirites were called
at zaria calls den.
Old and youngs:
Any so odd lung.
To adjusts
just toads.
They are fruits of consecration,
Put aside by seperation.
To peeped into the sacred things,
And be made over Angelics kings.
Nazirites pays their bills,
Bills that're to some meals.
What to other is good,
May be to you rude.
18:01:07:20:20
When bereaved
it is only natural
to hope instinctively
for an eventual reunion
to take place
with the departed-
although we are possibly
already reunited?
Sufferring the pain
of seeming seperation
during our brief mortality,
we long to see each face
of loved ones lost,
and to hear each voice again-
without realising they never really
left at all.
Form:
What seperates the old you from the new?
Is it reaching a new level in life?
Thinking what you want may not be so right?
Is it going from poor to rich?
Or when the roles are switched?
How do you know when you've changed habits?
Because some don't even know they have it.
To some, the seperation is bad for the heart,
To me, it's the beginning of a new start.
SS
What seperates the old you from the new?
Is it reaching a new level in life?
Thinking what you want may not be so right?
Is it going from poor to rich?
Or when the roles are switched?
How do you know when you've changed habits?
Because some don't even know they have it.
To some, the seperation is bad for the heart,
To me, it's the beginning of a new start.
SS
A selfless desire
A heart full of fire
A need for reflection
A life of seduction
In a little while
It all swept away.
The lonely borough
Full of Laughter and the sorrow
All the little lies
Relationships and ties
In a little while
It all swept away
Just me and You
Days gay and blue
Few drops of rain
Start of love again
In a little while
It all swept away
Krishna
older still is blue than green.
born to late by the spin told doctor
whose cobweb logic holds a few
silk cocoon secrets.
re-entry of the womb...
with a little scattered potters soil.
seperation of all rooting
tomorrows.
yet older still is the turnip fist than
the bloody knuckle.
scibbled names on rocks
who cannot remember.
yet older still is truth than reason..
Form:
I wish dying at your sight
no matter this world forgets me
you, my dwelling place, your heart
never make me homeless, my heart
I want to be in your memory, till
I end or the earth enters the doom
I want your behold no matter, I have
to think that you don't want of me.
I want you, I need you, you my survival
why such seperation, my heart tell
I bear no noticing but not yours
even if am shifted to hell.
WHEN OTHERS THINK
EXAGGERATION, YOU SEE ITS
MY IMAGINATION.
INSTEAD OF SUPPORT, i GOT
SEPERATION, YOU STEPPED UP
INTO MY DESPERATION.
AS MY SOUL WRITHED IN
HURT AND PAIN, YOU BEAMED
SUNSHINE THRU THE RAIN.
WHEN I WAS ISOLATED, SO
UTERLY ALONE, IT WAS
ALWAYS YOU RINGING MY
PHONE.
AND WHEN I FELT MY LIFE
WAS AT WITS END, I
ROUNDED THE BEND~AND
THERE AGAIN, ITS YOU, MY
FRIEND.
My desert rose has returned to water
home at last is all that matters
no more distant seperation
thirsting now expectation
Butterfly feelings beat their wings
our joyfull hearts together sing
half now whole,soon we'll know
splendor in the field of gold
Each a light to sear the darkness
support to both from all the madness
as seperate lives we've learned plenty
now together we're surely ready........
....a rose now set in stone.....
we are the enemy.
i am
of your blood.
our first seperation
in tears.
our second seperation
in blood.
my skin is thick
no longer transparent,
sweet,
beautiful.
ugly, rotting, masturbating insides.
maggots, dead flies.
how beautiful am i now?
lurking in the shadows.
foggy minded.
blunt, cutting, searching for veins.
i didnt have to be this way.
your creation.
i am
of your blood.
one last seperation
cut the cords that bind me to you.
let
me
go.