Short Unnamed Poems
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What is history of a man
an unnamed, servant innocent?
What does the world deals to a man
to cut the life untimely in the end?
Poison dripping down,
Countless invisible screams,
The subjects are dead,
The Queens tomb unmarked unnamed,
Her Empire is no more.
as both tempestuous and wild
maverick mind is a spoilt child
it is tamed by chi-force unnamed
bliss drenched heart then loving and mild
Promises
I can't decide what's truth or lies
Building trust one second
The next it dies
Broken heart
Flood of tears
Outraged
Spilling fears
Liquid fire through the veins;
cold sweat
drips down to sensations unnamed.
Who is this girl?
I am looking at my own face.
This is her tragedy
not mine
after all these years
they
a flutter with feeling
when feeling is due
after all these tears
I have emerged
the cold one
Nothing
Beacons..
The unnamed
Neutral..
Seeming goals
Hidden and not..
That's the story
That's already
Nothing
Neutral
And not even...
Segments
draw attention
sequentially~
named and not named
and perhaps one such
names the whole
or the whole remains
unnamed~
separation speaks~~
intense compulsive feelings
swirled upon other unnamed feelings
too many to name
overcoming her
he felt the storm as well
they had to quell it
so they did it together
difficult to classify
an unknown gizmo
thingamabob, doohickey
whatchamacallit
unnamed yet not unexpected
not unlike certain people
whose unique qualities defy classification
Present ordained
past future in shame
The Poet and Jester
as one
Living unclaimed
free and unnamed
Archangel and Devil
—undone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Present ordained,
past—future in shame
The Poet and Jester
as one
Living unclaimed,
free and unnamed
Archangel and Devil
—undone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Immaculate perception
its vision so pure
Beyond all deception
adroitly demurred
A birth without legacy
an orphan unnamed
Judgment abandoned
—redemption proclaimed
(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)
With days uncounted
the present gained
A fresh encounter
all time unnamed
A last breath drawn
to hold anew
Those new words spoken
—where truth ensues
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)
Darting eyes, a naked flame,
Expectations, yet unnamed,
Strewn across a bedroom floor,
In-between, red satin sheets,
Rekindled heat, yearns once more,
Excitement, reaches higher,
Static sets the night on fire.
A delicate ember awaits anonymously,
A parceled out soul awaiting un-abandonment,
Equestrian voices longing to be heard,
Magicians waiting for the magic word,
But you see??...
You already are what you long to be.
Form:
Snuggling and cuddling,
Caressing and fondling,
And all those other tender things
That happen in the night.
Teasing and tickling,
Sighing and giggling,
And so much profound feeling
When we hold each other tight.
A city without streets…
a pain in the memory
Like an amputated limb
still aching at night
A city without people
a bane on existence
Their shadows to wander
—down avenues unnamed
(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)
A Poetess schemes
A Poetess dreams
In the thick afterglow
Of what’s never to know
Her feelings unsure
Her words premature
Her voice still unnamed
—her suitor unclaimed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)
Superfluously equating the reasons for "why not",
And as the angels doth not romance,
I shall not dance,
An preposterously appropriate cheer dances with the wind,
Because.......
......It understands the value of the humor.
Form:
In a world of hopeless escape;
Dreams of freedom fill the eye.
And as the flickering of a flame;
Reveals the passing of their time;
The victims of an unnamed rapture;
Must choose random selections of a living desire
Poem as written
Words unexplained
Speechless
Within the clouds
To the rain
Above within
Doves flying
Calm at that moment
Seasons abroad
The roar of thunder out loud.
Breathless
No title
Unnamed
Chosen in greatness.
In the beginning …
the past and future
were orphans
Lost in a silence
unnamed until
spoken
Waiting in anticipation
their birthrights
in limbo
The present expanding
its moment
—christened free
(The New Room: June, 2023)
Falling softly
dying gently to the ground
I lay unspoken without purpose
carried by the wind
and whispered silent to distant places
where unnamed gods became
untouched by fear or death
and love's embrace once lost
did live forevermore
In latent halls, where memories dwell
Mist gathers on a shunted trolly
Abandoned wreckage
A decaying track runs forever
From shrouded heights
Fall unnamed questions
A bell’s toll fades
Resting only on the lines end
Indeed, only the end