Suresh Poems - Poems about Suresh

You left at the first flicker of dawn as the pioneering rays of Sun diluted the chaotic dark of night and the morass of words exchanged. I would have, if not for my dead legs followed, at least crawled but you had gone before, and returned. Dragging my cold body toward the switches I should have considered you lost, but time is an endless...

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The Banyan Tree The banyan tree stands tall, come rain or mighty squall, it rests, serene, but never unseen, its branches guarding us all. BITE SIZE POEM no29 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Line Gauthier Date: 6th December 2021...

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As a bird I am, blessed with these wings that have caressed the winds of wisdom, and flown me to places far, and shown me the ends of the Universe - a bird indeed, yet one entombed in a miserable cage, even as the whiff of free air outside my inculpable prison does fill my nostrils through the holes in this rotten mesh. If those gates are shut so...

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Of infinity there is much left unsaid, unfathomable it is to think of a last frontier for the purest tongue there is. Would it not be then, the limit to our invincible minds, that search for God inside atoms and far into the cosmos but seldom within? Would it not be a defeat of pure, sterile science to uncover a number past which there is nothing, nowhere, nobody, none? To...

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Through pain you were born, with love you were raised, with hope we sent you off, with pride we watched you from afar, not realizing your dawn was our dusk. Contest: BITE SIZE POEM no27 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Line Gauthier Dated: 19th November 2021...

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Unforgivable Night falls on day these heathen times, and clouds of gloom mask even the Sun above. Miles of water, ever lapping frantically at our sinking shores, yet never a pristine drop to drink piteous is the irony. Gasp for breath, ye who choked this planet, intoxicated by parochial pleasures. In your dying breaths, beg for a panacea that the meek soil begged you for, so long. And be warned, for...

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My Son, Far Away In the sunny gloom of this ocean of burning Earth, the scythe of time hovers like a hungry vulture above us men of "honorable" duty, but thankfully, for my weary heart, this graveyard of sand is never too far from my son, far away. We are but men, not Gods, for every death my hands effect I kneel closer to my own. Only...

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In Memory of You So that even if my moribund mind fails to show your fading beautiful face again, you shall glow eternally in these trembling words. By no means hollow are the choicest crowns this dying poet does bestow on his cherished lover. 1st Prize, Something Beautiful 5 line rhyme Contest Date: November 5 2021...

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The Shopping Cart Upon my veritable throne I survey subjects of sundry colors, cans and jars, packets and bags arrayed in reverent order before me. I am appointed, by natural virtue captain of this mighty ship past denizens of the white-tiled, polished sea steered through (a)isles by two sturdy hands. Before me lies, in mangled letters, a royal sanction, listing treasures from far and wide my...

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Legacy Inheritors we are of depravity, yet blame do we the ignorance of those whom graves stolidly invoke, or pity do we the oblivion of the unborn, who, in our dirty shoes shall sordidly rule the seven seas? BITE SIZE POEM no24 Poetry Contest Date: 27th October 2021...

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Rain I hear the pitter-patter of rain, greedily savor the whiff of bathed Earth and I see, yet again, that palace frozen in time my home, far, far away. The misty memories of a blissful past lay interred in those walls of faded pink, the heaving groan of the rusted gate sounds as melodic as the chirp of the bulbul. The rain smelt...

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Did time stop to ask if it broke your gentle heart, to depart so soon? Date: 24th October 2021 Sponsor: Edward Ibeh Title: Skullduggery...

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Gods of glowing neon and gaudy screens smile upon charming, charming patterns of heads. All colors of hair, lit red, then green, then blue, guided along invisible paths, crown heads perspiring, chanting and glancing down on marching, mechanical arms, then worrying as they scurry along infinite, crisscrossing paths - at once so ordered and so unfathomably chaotic. Drums are rolled by hurrying feet...

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The Rainbow The world howled and the roaring thunder did clap, amid frothing waters and whipping winds our vessel marched. To us whom the boiling sea had unkindly spared there was no stopgap, the hellish deluge spared us no water to salve our throats parched, and our spirits the horrendous face of death did sap. My captain's fearless visage did...

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"But love's a malady without a cure." -"John Dryden" Forbidden Song The jury sits, pallid and grave, well versed in the ways of "society" and "correctness", he appears, drowned in confusion and numb to all else, convicted of the dreary charge of "forbidden" love. No words exchanged, for there is no need, the sentence rings forth, pierces his breast like a dagger, "Your love...

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