a fish
swims alongside
a company of sharks.
a stool pigeon; his cover yet...
unblown
Date written: 12/31/2021
Categories:
unblown, poetry, write,
Form: Cinquain
Face down in the gutter with the stars upon my back
Moonglow presses heavy, the night holds me in black
I'll see you in my dreams
I will escape you in my sleep
The night-time is my friend it is the day in which I weep
Switch off the phone, ignore the door
this hour has no voice or face I need
Shut the windows and bring the curtains together
there could be a world outside but I don't remember
No crying help
Cobwebs unblown
There is no break or timeout, no
This is an end
It's what I need
I'm losing you by losing me
Categories:
unblown, addiction, depression, suicide,
Form: I do not know?
Last year, we were the last cloth for the sun,
We were the last layer of the moon on earth,
Thousand stars hung around our love unblown.
Take the last breath that sees faith in me now,
Tomorrow might not come before dawn.
If you see yesterday covered in my palms,
If you see tomorrow running to the east,
I have made it to be so in our last vision
Because you left me here where women
Buy their pad of menstruation and infidelity.
(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice of Vincent 2016
Categories:
unblown, art,
Form: Blank verse
Half a heart
If I am at work
or at leisure
with half a heart,
No echoes, no thrill ...
Like an unsung song
broken strings of piano,
Waiting no mend
dying slowly, forgotten.
Like endless nights
staying dark and cold,
Some unburnt coal
with embers, frozen.
Like flute immersed in water
as no air enters or leaves,
Descend deeper, unblown,
unkissed, drowning.
Like a stone at the shore
I wait for a new sun
A wave, give me shake,
to make afloat, alive.
Else let tsunami engulf
or repatriate my bubbly half.
Written Jan 7th, 2016
For contest "Free verse extravaganza"
Sponsor- Catie Lindsay
Categories:
unblown, heartbroken,
Form: Free verse
n she drew me into
the deepest layer of
earth,the molten lava
hallowing me but
not touching.
i was being
a lustful
saint
the empty poles in the open sky
smiles at the closed force of
an unborn tomorrow
the scent of the unblown flower
engulfs the mouth, delicate
drops of the magic
potion
drips through the divine mouth
dehydrated devoid of strength
in a trans delirium
we
non exist float on thin air
the yellow slant of the squinting sun
silently swallowed the remnants
of the night
red roads
ascended to sky n bliss spilled
down the stream
sweet mountain nymphs danced
our soul soared to the realms
unknown liberated from
the bondage of fear
like a
small fly
on the bosom of the soothing wind
Categories:
unblown, allegory, love, lust,
Form: I do not know?
WHEN WE ARE ONE
When we are one like the wind
We become inseparable
Clouded with love and affections
Our hearts tell the tale of satisfaction
We tend our emotions perfectly
Without the doubt of infidelity
Love, becomes the noun that
Invokes laughter in us forever.
Tall we stand unblown
Against the world we fight unbroken
The flowers of our hearts blosom waiting
Patiently for the right butterfly to come.
We sing to each other
The songs that awake the dead
As our hearts taste the goodness of love
So shall men advertise our smiles.
When we are one
We have nothing to fears at all
Rather fear shall fear our guts in true
Relationship which knows no bound.
When we are one
Our spirit could penetrate into each other
Then project the adjective of our lips
Two together hard to separate
That's where the world rest to dream.
Categories:
unblown, absence, age, angel,
Form: Blank verse
The day the sky bleeds Rain
We all dances with Flowers
The day the sun planted sorrow
We wept under the tree of shame
Howbeit virgins become prostitude
Why Our mothers are hungry for touch?
What If tomorrow die before noon?
What if the Babies sing among The kings?
What ears can hear Their noise and blabbing?
Change your imagination and change course
We are all hang here Unblown like the ground
I wish I could love change and humanity
But my pen is still missing can't get my muse
Only my ink can surpress those who hunger
For blood and surpress truth and love
Live once, live life at your own will, misfit.
Categories:
unblown, age, art, books,
Form: Blank verse
Gemstones on a shoreline
maladjusted to the saltiness of fallen tears
basted in the din of sunbeam atoms colliding
the neap, a resting time from mortal waveforms
towed beneath the sanded plasma of sinking unblown glass
a final lash, a glinting sorrow, an eternal goodbye
so many facets unturned, a reminder of the emptiness
no shimmer on the barren plains of shore, a reflection
of the once and final aortic beat
Categories:
unblown, introspection, life, nature, sea,
Form: Free verse
Love’s more than feeling, it’s will-power strained
Tense as a wire, so pleasurably-pained.
Love is decision, as firm as our God’s,
Daring, defiant of all earthly odds.
Love is a flower, but fashioned of stone,
Rugged, unwithered, petals unblown.
Love isn’t poetry, love isn’t song.
Love’s in your heat-tempered soul…steely…strong.
Categories:
unblown, love, wife
Form: Verse