Wrings Poems - Poems about Wrings

Under the Surface

...Friend,
	     Silence listens,—every thought we think,
each new feeling which soundless trickles by,
the twinge of untold pain, the snuck-in sigh,
are registered within the margin’s ink

Friend...

Frida Kahlo

...
Paint filtered through your pain
and came out as art.
Your broken body bent
under the weight of a brush
but did not succumb, instead
infused the canvas with fiery colours
mixed in the crucibl...

Contrite

...Contrite

 

 

I'm supposed to sleep now,

right, how?

One single stone of such irrefutably

inferior quality

built into anything worthy

can destroy the entire entity.

Thus the...

I walk the line of grief until I fall

...I walk the ambitious lines of laughter
I wallow beneath the unsavory sky black.

I could wait and explain the feeling of losing a home
Or I could wait until I forget.

Dirt beneath my bloody na...

The Tears of the Wrong Woman

...Her tears fall like rain on a borrowed shore,
A quiet deluge, seeping through seams,
Staining the fabric of a life not hers—
His shirt, his collar, his cuffs worn thin,
Drenched in the sa...

Orchid Woman

...Oh you know the type—
the orchid woman

a cosmopolitan who cosmo sips
between snips of gist
her charisma a starship —collides
with your star-full eyes
supernova for Casanova
her pouty lips kn...

Bunnies Welcome Spring

...
Spring. Radiant gold rays of sunrise.
Sprinkles surprise from dramatic skies.
Swing heartbeat, flowering Spring,
Stir-up breathtaking flowering buds, it wrings and brings.
Plump long-eared, cot...

FIVE HAIKU

...1

sunflowers ring
teenagers ChatGPT
Sapphic know-how

2
her décolleté blouse
and see-through saree—
curve’s vanity

3
a curled snake
with fangs ready to poison
love’s narrow passage

...

Blue

...I do not like the color blue
But blue loves me

It wrings me out
Flat to dry 
And to feel 
And to cry

I do not like the color blue
But it enjoys my company

And the bus passes by
But I a...

Ode To the Deprived

...The sun tugs young hours, 
Wrings the day. Flowers spring,
     Pupils play,
Waitlessness on one youngling. 

Longing eyes cashed the calendar,  
     But father’s clock ticks. 
Abysmal second...

The Field

...Summer resplendent sun glowing
in the photosynthesis of viridescent grass.
Waving blades like long fingers flowing,
the sudden sighing gusts come and pass.

The field lives palpable in the anamn...

The Parliament of Freud

...The Parliament of Freud

In youth the infernal triad posture and prance
Like the kindergarten of the lower house;
Bit players on the eternal stage of life,
Pawns in the cosmic joust of evolution...

Going My Way

...thick mist …

breath of dusk …
bearing its own tales
the yellow bricks wind away
swallowed by the brume
fallow footprints, long since faded
but I cared not to trace them anyway ...
vacant sou...

You'll Never Be Loved Again

...Remember that kid who followed you around
Or sometimes led you by the hand? 
Who kept you up nights with impossible questions
About mysteries that no one can understand?

Then one day, he up and...

Translation of Si La Vie Demande Ca By the Groupe Native

...Translated: Si la vie demande ça by Laura and Chris Mayne by T. Wignesan.

If Life would not wish it otherwise
 
[Note: The two sister French Caribbean-Martinique Black “Blues” Swan : Laura an...

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