Sunk Poems - Poems about Sunk

All in self are sunk

Birds fruitless trees forsake, 
Swans and cranes leave dried lake,
Courtesans scarce to wealth-less cling,
Counsellors leave a corrupt king, 
Honey bees flee from lifeless flower,  
Beasts forsake a forest on fire, 
Motive-dunk men in self are sunk,
In this world, who to whom is dear?     
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Translation |17.08.2024| free verse, love, self-interest

Categories: sunk, love, self, world,
Form: Free verse

The Rot Has Sunk In Deep

if attributes of form 
are diminished
will presence
not contract
and so seek
restoration of joy
enabled by aliveness
thus signalling bondage
to ephemerality of dreams
instead of imbibing the truth
bliss that does not come and go

Categories: sunk, introspection,
Form: Free verse

The Rot Has Sunk In Deep

Self appraising himself as a monk awake,
immune from life's outcomes, always elated,
he woke up one morning and began to shake,
quaking in fear, so had to be sedated.
No longer could he be placid like a lake,
for his feeble form's gender was rotated!
The roots of conditioning go in quite deep,
so it's best we assume nothing; let grace

Categories: sunk, body, fantasy, scary, spiritual,
Form: Ottava rima

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

The Rot Has Sunk In Deep

The rot has sunk in deep ~
tragic is our stupor,
trauma bonding with pain,
enslaved by dark desires,
cleansing not, our soul’s stain.

The rot has sunk in deep ~
we know not who we are,
yet seek not truth of life,
adrift thus rudderless,
engaged in needless strife.

The rot has sunk in deep ~
we’re in inner conflict,
head and heart misaligned,
deaf to voice

Categories: sunk, muse, spiritual,
Form: Monchielle Stanza

The Rot Has Sunk In Deep

Notice our subtle resistance
Manifest as hesitancy
Mitigating exuberance 
Our lower mind delinquency 

Myriad illusions confound
Notice our subtle resistance
We are yet to mind-body bound
Recognising not divine dance

We first look to our convenience 
Subject-object relationship 
Notice our subtle resistance
Foolish game of one-upmanship 

Oh hermit, know God alone is
Rekindle innate innocence 
Imbibe elixir of bliss fizz
Notice our subtle resistance

23-June-2021

Categories: sunk, muse,
Form: Quatern

The Rot Has Sunk In Deep

Gender determined behavioural change
Looking at wayside beggars with disdain
Religious bias, our prejudice strange

Fairer skin colour, making us feel vain
The way we dress and speak, ego complex
Shifty eyes belie, that our heart is stained

Conflicting emotions, puzzle and vex
In truth we yearn for childlike innocence 
This life game of pretence, leaves us perplexed

Let us rise hermit, from

Categories: sunk, muse,
Form: Terza Rima

The Rot Has Sunk In Deep

Religious sermons invoking deep fear
damage the fabric of gullible souls,
inducing deluded beliefs that sears,
labelling God as a revengeful ghoul;
far cry from touch of love, making us whole.
The rot of religion has sunk in deep.
The path is easy; preachers make it steep.
Reject, oh hermit, teachings that contract.
Gods love alone real and in all hearts seeps,
which purity

Categories: sunk, religion,
Form: Dizain

Sunk

Deep in the crevice of your heart 
where only darkness lives 
is the stillborn that I long to rescue 
something has to give 


March 23, 2019

for the writing challenge

Categories: sunk, addiction,
Form: Free verse

Waist-High Sunk

When you release the 
words, your curled fingers 
burst into flame.

It was an ancient filth, 
a bird fighting in the mud- 
house of quote-unquote.

Someone navigated 
over the bald heads to find 
a landing place for a cuckoo.

Between real and fiction, 
you cannot write a hymn 
in praise of satan, called god.

I am done with the

Categories: sunk, art,
Form: ABC

Sunk

Slowly, you falter; slowly you fall.
Slowly you're pulled; tugged, dragged.
Isn't there a build up? 
A growth of emotion being hidden?
Hidden for some time now.
                        
It's difficult to divulge; to show,
Isn't it?
Slowly, you

Categories: sunk, absence
Form: Free verse

Atlantis Sunk In the Alantic

Atlantis
> Atlantis broke into Islands three
> Back in ancient antiquity
> The redskin Nations emigrated
> Mound builders on the Mississippi, generated
>
> Some ***** people now in Africa
> Have the very dark reddish hue
> All around the great Atlantic
> Pyramids the Aztecs too.
>
> Atlantis once more was a sinking
> By boat they went to nations new
> Fought

Categories: sunk, adventuredark, dark,
Form: Rhyme

Sunk It?

raise the titanic
looking for poetry words
they heard they left 'em

Categories: sunk, art,
Form: Haiku