Halloween
It will soon be Halloween. A little timely Halloween poem. Nothing much just a jot. Things that go bump and make me jump!
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I have a feeling.
Love can sometimes be a devastating feeling. I decided to write about my personal experience of being in love with somebody.
» Read moreVomit City
Just another night Vomit City I was stumbling home the rain had turned to hail. Ahead staggered a woman Spewing in the gutter Looking very pale. So I lifted her from The sodden ground and said I’d walk her home. She pointed out and mumbled And off we went on her trail. We came to a dark door Behind
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Picnicking Spirits
Cat On The Wall
A single thought that germinates, Either builds bridges or annihilates. Gasp in disbelief at actions of a powerful few, Brazenly carried out in full public view. Manufacturing fear psychosis with such impunity, Orchestrating chaos with hatred and animosity. Existences denied, conscience set on flight mode, Since when did our values so much erode? Screens shielding it, scripting our fall.
» Read moreSuch a Pest
(Sharing this poem, written in summer.. after reading Luigi’s flash fiction, The Fly on the Wall) Wherever she goes, sets the room abuzz, Holds centrestage, unmindful of us. Keeps us twisted around her little halteres, Bugged with her humming even as she falters. Day by day getting bolder, Becoming difficult to stop her. Come summer and the mangoes, Hell
» Read moreSilence that Echoes
A silence so stifling, Its echoes deafening; With a shrill sound, Reverberating around. When will we awake From this slumber that we fake? Until a day when silence will be heard no more, As it bores through ears, leaving fragments on the floor.
» Read moreThe Last Laugh
It takes a genius acuity to play a joker, As many grey cells juggled, as in game of poker. His hilarity keeps our risorious muscle on the move, Unwittingly with sides splitting, fall into his zany groove. Prances, skips, tumbles, falls, reviving our spirits, the funny clown. Doctors say, “laugh with him” to avoid wearing a johnny gown, Behind
» Read moreReaching Out
Such a desolate feeling to have no one of our own, In whom we can confide, all doubts and fears unknown. Someone to hold our hands in times of need and console, Reassure our faith in self and to cajole. Make us some coffee, sit with us, listen handing out tissue, Lives could be saved from mind games fought,
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