Short Throat Poems
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If a giraffe
with a sore throat
is worst
than a centipede
with a sore feet
What is worst
than a homeless
spider ?
The words are stuck in the middle of my throat and
I hope that you can see in my eyes
All the words that I can’t verbalize
One bee,
one floral throat.
One drop of nectar
carried upon
one brink of time,
to nourish
one world.
I want to hold you
Like smoke
In the back of my throat
For so long I can feel you in my eyeballs
I want to get high on you
Cold
The bottle sweats.
Frail
The ice inside cracks.
Thick
The water runs
Down my throat
Quenching my thirst
So cold,
It hurts.
Doris is home
Oh! her throat is sore
Really feeling tired and wore
I want to sleep and rest
So just let me be quiet no jest!
her mind falls off while chalk blue lips shiver open
head back
soft latex throat lay exposed
limbs.. just silent godless clay.
Caught in a coat
too tight on my throat
How could I sing a note
Caught in a boat
that would never float
How should I give my vote
the gladiolus
standing tall half in half out
of warm morning sun~
the sudden ruby flashing
from a hummingbird's small throat
Mother had throat cancer
Couldn't eat solid food
Liquid diet ever hungry
Put pipe in stomach.
Say thanks while eating
My throat feels sore,
A thirst that need to adore;
A needless bore,
Amidst the heat within my core.
Happy Ramadhan ...
cold lemonade
trickles down my throat
homemade with love
4-5-4 syllable count
Pixabay image by juuichimel
No power
can break a man’s grip
on his own throat
Or offer redemption
with belief
unproclaimed
(Dreamsleeep: December, 2019)
The whore train rubs its warm thumping body against the rails
The heat rises and the chimney wails
A smell of melting chokes its throat
Falling into space,
Awakening from a dream.
A scream caught in throat,
Nothing is as it may seem
Waiting for fear to subside.
Their pen
spreads pure venom
by wearing gentle dress
on the throat of third world to rule
of noose.
-September 12, 2018 Chattogram
Love like sweet honey she poured
Into my throat, wished goodbye
She left with a broken heart
I let out a sigh
There was a man from Gloat
He snuck behind a goat
He had a bit of pot
Flanked the animals blind spot
Roger rammed it up to it’s throat
The words rumbled inside,
Lingering at the back of my throat,
Entangling my vocal chords
You have made me voiceless again.
@muzgooljar
Bhai shoru me tum meray mun me daltay thay,
Shayad yehi vajah say mera gala kharab rehta.
Note.Bhai throat fukiing is unkind please stop it.
Spoke less,
did not feel like,
lips refused,
and tongue got tied,
throat was dry,
I gulped a little swig,
then spoke in a veritable gig.
Chitinous wings envelop me.
I can't breathe here,
The air sears my lungs.
I taste blood in the back of my throat.
The pain
is
exquisite.
Cotton candy, so fluffy and soft
Sugar that floats, sticking on throat
Color that bloats, sailing like boat
My sweet hands, grubby like groft
love primed hates throat
now she is singing
different notes
we
aint
changed
our
feelings
but our love
is
no
longer
her tune
A lightening bolt
goes through
my throat
a fire comes from
the skies,
to sear the air
and strike me there
and now
I am.........
ALIVE!