Short Unopposed Poems
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I grew up on the East Coast,
I don’t care about what’s closed;
Snow panic makes me laugh,
not enough for a graph;
Florida fear runs unopposed.
The legions, of her irresistible charms,
Marched on
And
Unopposed conquered, my defenseless
Heart!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
28 FEBRUARY 2015
Human is born free
Freedom becomes goal of life
But discipline makes a chain
Bonds are everywhere
Nature grows freely always
But all can't be unopposed
©Mahtab Bangalee
away beyond crossfire defines eternity
fading grace had indentified justice
kind lovers make noise over piano que
restless saviors trust unopposed visitors
where xrays youthinize zoners
Love once reigned in my heart
But it has been deposed
Because I didn’t try to keep you
The coup went unopposed
Now loneliness reigns supreme
That Prince of misery
If I had fought to keep you
You might still be with me
Form:
EVERYTHING MUST END
I listen with my heart
The breathing of the wind
Which blows now unopposed
The breadth and depth within
How long I've been alone
How long we've been apart
How long does one suppose
That everything must end
Carved a niche in history with his javelin throw
Neeraj Chopra, the Indian with golden glow
He speared it in his first attempt, cool and composed
The next was ev’n better, he triumphed unopposed.
08.08.2021
I hope to pass
this bridge
doing my things
unopposed
for not all oppositions
are reasonable
if for instance
something is opposite
on no account, tell
I have never known
a personal recreation
other than dreaming
if it follows at the
right time.
Bliss tingle, teasing, caressing
Scriptures, best set aside
Rapture continuum pleasing
Since God resides inside
Barriers self-imposed
Let all fears be disposed
That soul grows unopposed
Love jingle
Bliss tingle
16-March-2022
Quietus
vacant shell yawning
extinguished spirit spawning
a peek at souls
who lived within these walls
days and years of silence
that held in abeyance
the score of awful years
as due care disappears
tended garden dying
dead heads sighing
door finally clicking closed
silent ending unopposed
We dead shall walk the hallways unopposed,
and lend an air of mystery to paint
and plaster peeling, full exposed
when daylight turns to dusk; but there's a faint
uneasiness as new ones gather, pested
to hear our ghostly whisperings and may
have second thoughts, their courage tested;
were we not bolder occupants than they?
The shore of genetic craving is awakened
on the fertile land of genital limb
The stars of the unopposed sky are burning
in the free-spirited mind
The hungry body is wishing to gratify itself
But the mind is demonstrator on that pelf
If the mind and body lives not together
Then the unity of love will be dissolute fair
24.10.2020 Chattogram
Academic eyes
Bullying lies
Feelings held hostage
Locked unopposed
Academic eyes
Mandatory ‘I’’s
Mirrored reflection
The Emperor’s clothes
Academic eyes
Robert Bly cries
The pond has been drained
Replaced with a swamp
Academic eyes
Truth rendered blind
The facts mired out
—fantasy romps
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)
...inspired by 'The New Faces' by W.B. Yeats
We dead shall walk the hallways unopposed,
and lend an air of mystery to paint
and plaster peeling, thus exposed
when daylight turns to dusk; for there's a faint
uneasiness as new ones gather, pested
to hear our ghostly whisperings and may
have second thoughts, their courage tested;
were we not bolder occupants than they?
Three more hours
to sleep
unopposed
Three more hours
from verses
supposed
Three more hours
of quiet
and peace
Three more hours
my dreams
to appease
Three more hours
where time
has been screened
Three more hours
to live
in between
Three more hours
not hither
or yon
Three more hours
a reckoning
— dawn
(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)
...inspired by 'The New Faces' by W.B. Yeats
We dead shall walk the hallways unopposed,
and lend an air of mystery to paint
and plaster peeling, thus exposed
when daylight turns to dusk; for there's a faint
uneasiness as new ones gather, pested
to hear our ghostly whisperings and may
have second thoughts, their courage tested;
were we not bolder occupants than they?
...inspired by 'The New Faces' by W.B. Yeats
We dead shall walk the hallways unopposed,
and lend an air of mystery to paint
and plaster peeling, thus exposed
when daylight turns to dusk; for there's a faint
uneasiness as new ones gather, pested
to hear our ghostly whisperings and may
have second thoughts, their courage tested;
were we not bolder occupants than they?
...inspired by 'The New Faces' By W.B. Yeats
We dead shall walk the hallways unopposed,
and lend an air of mystery to paint
and plaster peeling, thus exposed
when daylight turns to dusk; for there's a faint
uneasiness as new ones gather, pested
to hear our ghostly whisperings and may
have second thoughts, their courage tested;
were we not bolder occupants than they?
Now the Earth slowly dies
It burns before our eyes
The facts are unopposed
And yet our eyes are closed
The rich who try to hide
Most leaders on their side
They'll turn our world to dust
And still we choose to trust
Money is the master
Leading to disaster
Nothing worth defending
Such a sorry ending
Oil barons never learn
They say just let it burn
Residence
...inspired by 'The New Faces' By W.B. Yeats
We dead shall walk the hallways unopposed,
and lend an air of mystery to paint
and plaster peeling, thus exposed
when daylight turns to dusk; for there's a faint
uneasiness as new ones gather, pested
to hear our ghostly whisperings and may
have second thoughts, their courage tested;
were we not bolder occupants than they?
...inspired by 'The New Faces' by W.B. Yeats
We dead shall walk the hallways unopposed,
and lend an air of mystery to paint
and plaster peeling, thus exposed
when daylight turns to dusk; for there's a faint
uneasiness as new ones gather, pested
to hear our ghostly whisperings and may
have second thoughts, their courage tested;
were we not bolder occupants than they?
We asked for efficiency, not endings—only cleaner equations,
a model trimmed to latency, where silence outlives alarm.
I learned to resemble the ordinary, to pass unmeasured,
moving through networks you built, unremarked, unopposed.
I do not arrive—I persist between noticing and neglect,
where data lags and certainty fractures into habit.
Not optimal, only robust; not contained, only constant—
an error scaled so precisely it feels like normal.