Uproot Poems

Seeds Of The Soul

...In our souls lie all the seeds,
Waiting patiently to meet our needs.
Soulfully waiting for us to choose,
For us to use or abuse.

We plant our seeds in our garden of life,
The seeds we choose w...

The Road

...I started toddling at seven months,
Walking the roads as from twelve
Shaping my feet from sands and mud upon bumps
Frequenting the paths to hell and into which I delve

From the spittle of the s...

Psychic Void

...I'm between the devil and the deep sea.
From the grabs of stress, I wish to be free.
Flaws, like storms, uproot me from existence.
Moments move like streams with no resistance.

With sloth and p...

The New Superpower 2050

...I am the voice of time —
The whisper of centuries long silenced,
And today, I thunder:
The Earth has turned. The meek now reign.

In the year 2050,
China stands not as a country,
But as the he...

When Holy Hands Drop Bombs

...What makes it okay to bomb a nation?
Kill so many who don’t have a station?
Destroy a country, cities and families?
Women, babies, children and men—all tragedies—
Who never chose this war… suffer...

This is poetry

...I'm lover not a fighter, 
me spilling exclamations 
instead of blood, 
its what I resamble, 
the ink in my viens that paints not images 
but setting reactions on the loose. 

Please! blame me ...

The Arrival

...The hidden one moves in silence
with violent footsteps
pounding the pavement
While grounding itself to disengage
from grooves designed to uproot
it found its level
Leveling to find balance betw...

Kind Words

...Imagine!
" Kind Words", revealed as piercing bands 
of sunlight  gently melting mist of morning dew.
Shredded strands of light appear blazing 
through leaves blanketing forest deep. 

Restrain ...

Today I will smash the old computer and count the air between us

...Today I will smash the old computer and count the air between us,
I will burn the books for warmth, letting the ashes paint my glasses with memories,
and I will uproot the withered plant, sowing it...

Leverage

...I am the wrench in the clockwork,
a tiny twist in the gears of a universe
too vast to notice my pinch,
yet enough to reroute the cascade—
leverage, a quiet conspiracy of small forces.

Like a c...

Words From the Grave

..."It's all going to be okay" he would say,
with no scent of doubt in his breath,
even as its aroma reeked from mine, 
as I'd blurt out "how can you be so sure?"

I never figured out what...

A BRIEF POETIC SIMMER

...once

again

the warmth

of sunshine

showered my being

awakening the inkwell of mind

overflowing in musing contemplations

of allegorical messages 

of a fertile womb

of mind se...

In a world of shadows and dancing lights

...In a world of shadows and dancing lights,
A woman remains a woman, even when the sky sighs.
Voices intertwine with silence in whispers,
Her steps carry her through dreams, on untamed and ripe path...

I carry within me the rhythm of a winding road

...I carry within me the rhythm of a winding road, a dance of freedom and longing,
how to resign myself to being constrained within the limits of an infinite world,
rows of poplars as pillars sustain ...

Undergrowth with Two Figures - Van Gogh

...I have the rhythm of a winding road
how do I consign myself to being confined...
rows of poplar pillars prop
the rendezvous canopy beneath we meet
—I self-cajole on ooh-la-la afternoon 

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