Short Siege Poems
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wire gauze tremors~
pointed spinnerets pivot,
dew traps dawn’s first light
Acoustic shadows haunted hills
and crawled within a sleepless cave
where peace was whispered in a wish
and silence was an endless prayer.
The sound of tears dripped in the wind
that carried din until it bled
the last of life from hungry lips,
the last of love from hopeless hearts...
constant reminder
the failure I am...
I can stand here and I
hear your ongoing demands...
your disappoints...
your total dissatisfaction
this realism-
your life you criticize...
back off!..
I've heard enough
my only disappoint met
is for you...
...I never was enough...
Siege of the Golden Door
I heard their shouting as I slept,
The evil dead, straining at the gates of Hell.
With the spirits’ seven pens of light,
They maraud all from behind the golden door.
A warning: I must arm myself with lore,
To learn the way to shut that door
Before they come.
Here I stand
in this arena of lost souls
My feet forced me here
My breath fails me
I smell dry tears
Soon,i'll be drunk from it
Tragedy has been here
Pain,a visitor this august
a stranger turned owner
Disaster's home lies here
Family of sorrow,you birthed
its agony fills a book
this houshold despairs
Doom thrives here
New Age Freedom; I baulk at that
Remembering & keeping Gods laws is what will keep us all in tact
Independence is keeping His laws & maintaining family bonds
Societies are under siege, countries threatened & being bombed
Our liberties lie at the edge as we knock on Sodom’s door
Oh let us be wise & put back the Lord at our head once more
Chameleon eyes of fear pinned beneath her writer's face
is it Sophie's one demise when she writes and doesn't blink
As the fertile seed of doubt arrives like pepper scented mace
fear is the only slinking cat alive beneath her scented ink
January 2, 2019
Fear is a slinking cat I find beneath the lilacs of my mind." - Sophie Tunnell
Dual fall of the brass.
From the bine,
from the bliss of flower strength.
An apparition
of infiniteness of agony.
Becoming one with failures.
It tends to stay
and enters the forbidden city
of endless gods.Me beseeching, imploring
to remain poor of any treasure.
The mysterious pain
a trap cannot catch.
Oh,pass on a cloud
my eyes want to rain.
Satish Verma
Crest fallen try to make best of something
Left lost for US no life of hope returned
All like dopes obeyed the sudden shifting
Alarmed adrift while pointless parody remained
Wracked with joyless laughing nature cries
Arrested skies attest how man abstained
Under cycle siege a reign of mixed belief
Advancing chaos judgement failing all disdained
Though the air tastes like the chance of defying,
we are about to unrun the siege against the coming havoc tonight
for we already embrace its touch and learned to accept the inevitable.
The light is still scratching at the windows begging us to let it in at last,
but my soul was bonded: engraved into your shadow,
dreaming about the firmament of stars; an era of freedom
- long before we became the prisoners of our own sun.
Free spirit above the ground,
God's created you.
You insist to have a ceiling, wall,
And windows to overlooking to world!
Limitless time outside your attention
God's gave you.
You insist, to suppress, between (clockwise)!
Fruit, trees and shades
God's honoured you.
You insist but bread, bread collar your neck!
Free spirit above the ground
God's created you.
So why by your hands, jailed?
Written by © Fatima Nusairat
Life is getting sadder by the day.
In our tiny town,
winter has devoured summer
suddenly and swiftly
as the wolf devours the sheep.
A fresh killed rabbit leaves
a trail of warm blood
on the virgin snow.
People worn down like stone'
numbed like broken branches.
The puny warmth yearned for
kindles consistent chills.
A tyrant has taken
over our town.
Will anyone remember us
or even care when this
ceaseless weather has covered
forever this once euphoric town?