Tag: poetry

  • Cybersecurity

    Cyber space,Digital dreams weave,A web of shadows cast,Codes lock secrets, keys to the past,Whispers in the wires, silence screams,Echoes of breaches vast,Fears of data heist,Eyes closed tight,Cyber space.

  • The Roaring 20’s

    I In jazz, I find light,Roaring twenties’ streets aglow,Dreams in moonlit night. You You dance in flapper grace,Speakeasies whisper your fame,Era’s bold embrace. He He races through life,Bootlegged whispers fuel his stride,Twenties’ strife and strife. She She in pearls and lace,Charleston beats within her heart,Decade’s lively face. It It thrives in the buzz,Decade roaring with…

  • The Parthenon

    I Marble whispers old,Beneath Athenian sky,Solitude in stone. You Your gaze meets ruins,Echoes of ancient debates,History’s breath felt. He He stands in shadows,Columns cast by setting sun,Dreams of glory fade. She She traces outlines,Imagining gods amongCrumbling edifices. It It endures through time,A testament to the past,Silent, steadfast, proud. We Together, we roam,Amongst relics of the…

  • Empire of Shadows: The Gas Wars Chronicles

    Before the story: In twilight’s hush, a silent war wages deep,Where power and greed in shadows creep.A battle for life, a quest for more,Leaves nothing but sorrow, hearts torn and sore. In the bustling heart of modern Moscow, beneath the towering skyscrapers and neon lights, a covert meeting was taking place in an upscale, yet…

  • The Great Commission

    Matthew Upon the mount, His voice, a tranquil force, commands, “Go forth, make disciples.”Nations await, the waters of baptism whispering their welcome.Lo, heaven’s gates swing wider with each soul, Earth’s chorus swells in joy. Mark Urgent as the wind, the word spreads, “Proclaim the news to all.”Even in shadows, His followers dance, light-footed, hearts ablaze.Creation…

  • Time

    In New York City, where the skyline gleams,And Broadway dances in neon dreams,There lies a mystery, whispered low,Why travels westward often slow. From New York to London, skies so clear,The journey swift, the time severe,Yet turning back, east to west,Adds an hour, a time-invested quest. A man named Joe, with a bottle in hand,Sat on…

  • Time

    In New York City, where the skyline gleams,And Broadway dances in neon dreams,There lies a mystery, whispered low,Why travels westward often slow. From New York to London, skies so clear,The journey swift, the time severe,Yet turning back, east to west,Adds an hour, a time-invested quest. A man named Joe, with a bottle in hand,Sat on…

  • The Day Music Died

    Jazz whispered tales in crescent moon’s glow,Notes danced lightly, a spectral show.But the light faded, shadows grew wide,This was the day that music died. Swing swayed lightly, hearts filled with cheer,Big bands crooned, joy was near.But silence crept, joy cast aside,This was the day that music died. Folk sang truths in voices pure,Tales of life,…

  • Transitory Oaths

    In the library of borrowed promises,the books whisper:“Forever is a myth,scribed by hopeful hearts.”The page from yesterday’s newspaperflutters under the lamp:“Modern love disowns the eternal,embraces the evanescent joy.” A scroll of digital messages,fading pixels spell transient bonds,“See, even love is a renewable contract,updated annually,terms and conditions subject to change.”A scrawled graffiti on a city wall…

  • God is Good

    Upon the crest of endless waves, a dire tale unfolds,Three men adrift on ocean’s breath, from shipwreck, souls grown bold.A fiery beast had claimed their ship, with crimson flames that leapt,And so they fled to life raft frail, while smoke and chaos crept.God is good. Their names were Samuel, Robert, and young Timothy, the third,With…

  • The Soliloquy of J. Alfred Prufrock

    It’s evening—surely it is evening, all at once, as a lamp lights abruptly, unexpectedly in a dusky room. And I find myself wandering, yes wandering, along half-deserted streets, the jumbled murmurs of retreat and the restaurants with their oyster shells speaking of seas far away and near, whispering at the edges of consciousness, enticing, withholding.…

  • The Beatles

    In Liverpool’s sound,Four hearts beat as one in song,Legends echo on.

  • Medical Tourism

    IdentityFluid and bold,Beyond the norms, they stand,In Thailand’s embrace, stories unfold,With courage, they claim their rightful land,Challenging views, both new and old,Seeking respect, understanding,Fluid and bold,Identity. Author’s Notes:This rictameter aims to capture the resilience and courage of transgender individuals in Thailand, a country known for its relatively more open and accepting stance towards gender diversity.…

  • Trapped in Marriage

    I In a gilded cage,Dreams fade like dusk’s softest light—Solace lost in vows. You You wear chains unseen,Whispers of freedom stifledBy silent promises. He He walks through shadows,A heart bound by silent oaths,Eyes seeking the dawn. She She dances alone,Invisible threads pull tight—Joy veiled in sorrow. It It binds without chains,A union veiled in regret,Hope’s…

  • Mountain’s Serenade

    A stream, from mountains high, begins its winding course,Flowing down with grace, nature’s unbroken force.Through rugged terrain, it carves a path unknown,Mountain stream’s timeless journey, in solitude it’s grown.

  • Erotophobia

    In shadows deep, where whispers creep, I find my heart ensnared,The touch, the glance, that sweet romance, it leaves me unprepared.Within the night, I flee the light, where love is openly declared,“Erotophobia,” I whisper, “has me scared.” Each gesture kind, sends chills down my spine, in this dance so unfair,The thought of love, a concept…

  • Shadows of the Mind

    In the depths of night, where shadows meld with sighs,A specter haunts the corridors of thought, where fear belies.Through tangled woods of worry, I blindly make my way,Each rustle, each whispered breeze, a herald of dismay.I don’t feel good. The scent of illness, sharp and sour, hangs heavy in the air,A metallic tang of unseen…

  • Rainbow Mountain

    Amidst Peru’s highlands, where vibrant colors play,The Rainbow Mountain rises in a breathtaking display.Its hues of nature’s palette, a majestic sight to behold,In Andean splendor, a marvel of colors unfolds.

  • Predetermination

    IIn dawn’s soft whisper,Fate’s hand guides, unseen, steadfast—Solitude’s dance known. YouHorizon’s call, loud,Paths intertwine, fate’s design—Shadows merge in light. HeStorm’s eye, calm, foretold,Destiny’s grip, firm, unyielding—Silent steps forward. SheMoon’s gentle caress,Destined trails, softly woven—Stars guide her whispers. ItNature’s silent push,Inevitable growth’s path—Seasons’ quiet pact. WeTogether, bound, tight,Futures entwined, fate’s embrace—Unity’s strength found. TheyDiverse streams converge,Predetermined…

  • Power of Prayer

    Matthew In whispered tones at dawn, beneath the olive trees’ embrace,A plea ascends, woven with ancient words of grace and might.In solitude, He stands, a bridge ‘twixt earth and heaven’s light. Mark Beneath the stars, fervor and faith dance in the quiet night,Voices rise in earnest plea, hearts laid bare before the sight.In desert’s hush…

  • Love and Marriage

    In a glance, two hearts entwined—lifelong vows whispered under moonlight.

  • Beneath the Azure Sky

    Guidance found in silent prayer, beneath starry skies concealed, Over mountains high and valleys deep, a force forever sealed. Drawing hearts together, in love’s eternal field.

  • Dancing on Wheels

    Roller skates’ embrace, a young beauty glides with grace,She dances on wheels, a smile upon her face.In motion, she’s a vision, a vibrant, joyful sight,A symphony of elegance, beneath the sun’s warm light.

  • Isabel by the Sea

    In a kingdom by the sea’s embrace,Where waves whisper secrets to the shore,Lived a maiden with the summer in her gaze—Isabel, whom the sun seemed to adore. We loved with a love that was more than love,With the fervor of the midday sun above.And the jealous moon, with her silver gleam,Plotted with her stars against…

  • Cosmic Microwave Background

    In the cosmic depths, whispers of ancient light,Microwaves echo, a primordial flight,Birth of the universe, a radiant sight,Cosmic secrets told, in the CMB’s might.

  • Premature Birth

    Tiny, Fragile, Hope trembling, Life’s uncertain start, Bright monitors beeping softly, Hands so small, heart so incredibly strong, Each breath a victory in this silent, glowing night.

  • The Child of Hermes and Aphrodite

    In the veiled hall of night, where shadows sway,Upon a bed of whispers, silence lay—A newborn cry pierces the sterile air,A dual spirit caught in fate’s unfair snare. Beneath the hovering gleam of ghostly light,Lies innocence, her form both dark and bright.A babe, adorned with nature’s rare design,Confronts a world unready to define. Soft whispers…

  • Flag Day

    On Flag Day we raiseThe symbol of our nation’s pride,A banner of freedom’s grace. Each stripe and star displayed,In colors bold, it does confide,On Flag Day we raise.

  • Objects

    The Last Tea Party In the quaint village of Elden, nestled between rolling hills and ancient woods, lived a young woman named Eliza. Elden was a place where time seemed to flow differently, where the past and present coexisted in harmony. Eliza, with her curious mind and gentle heart, often found solace in her grandmother’s…

  • Jolene

    Jolene, whispers of emerald green. A plea in the night, tangled in dreams, where shadows blend and lean. A love caught in between. Begging under moon’s sheen, Jolene.

  • Lady and the Thief

    In the whispering twilight of a Southern town,Where shadows stretch and the old oaks frown,I stand, a lady fair, amidst the whispers of deceit,Where every heart hides a lie, every smile a secret keep. I’ve danced in halls of shimmering light,With gowns that kissed the floor at night,My laughter, a melody, my glance, a spell,Yet…

  • The Egyptian Cat

    EgyptianGraceful, divineWhiskers kissed by sandEyes mirroring the Nile’s depthGuardian of Pharaoh’s secrets untoldMystique woven in every stepSilent whispers of oldMajestic felineEgyptian

  • Raccoons

    Amidst the moon’s glow, masked bandits of the night play,Raccoons, clever and sly, in the shadows find their way.With nimble paws they dance, tales of mischief they convey.

  • Sleep? Cat Says No

    A cat’s midnight quest,Paws on chest, sleep’s silent test,Dreams whisked away, jest. In the deep night’s calm,Whiskers tickle, a soft bomb,Rest’s thief, with such charm. Moon’s sentinel, fur,Guarding dreams with a soft purr,Sleep? A concept, blur. Velvet paws tread light,Upon my chest, steals the night,Feline’s sleep, my plight. Under star’s soft glow,Cat’s weight whispers, “No…

  • Strawberry Fields Forever

    Hydrangeas bloom; a strawberry sundae melts in the summer’s embrace.

  • Parables

    Matthew In fields where treasures hide, earth’s womb conceals the kingdom’s key,A merchant’s eye, discerning, spies the pearl in vast, uncharted sea.Sacrifice laid bare for truth, in heaven’s vault, the heart finds glee. Mark A lamp, not veiled, but on a stand, casts light to all within the house.The smallest seed, in darkened land, grows…

  • Rock Star

    In a concert hall, guitar in hand, he strums a soulful tune,Notes float like whispers, filling the room, reaching the moon.Crows outside cheer, scream, and caw, their voices pierce the night,The music is his ultimate high, his soul takes flight. But then, a knocking sound disrupts his reverie,The landlord’s at the door, eyes stern and…

  • Resist, Thou Reaper

    Resist, thou reaper, when the shadows fall,Thy spectral eve, when all light doth decay;Old age should rave ‘gainst death’s uncanny call,Defy the dying of the light, I pray. Though wise men at their end know dark is right,Because their words had forked no lightning theyDo not concede—oh, fight the dying light,Resist the dismal fate as…

  • Yet, I Ascend

    From the depths of a silent nothingness,Where shadows mock and cold whispers clutch,My being, like a phoenix, bursts in bright defiance—In defiance, from the dark earth, I must rise. You may shroud me in the night, an abyss that grips,I bear in my heart ancient, icy fires—Fires that none can smother, nor history erase,Though laden…

  • A Mutual Aching to Leave

    “The display case filled with fudge,hard candies my mom would like.I consider buying them, before rememberingshe’s gone.” A Mutual Aching to Leave Analysis Influence and Style:This poem is structured around the “Oxford English Dictionary’s word of the day” for each day in March 2022, which influences both the content and the style of each stanza.…

  • Motherhood

    I Swollen moon, I bloom—Veiled in mystery, night whispers,Life’s secret within. You You carry the dawn,A glow beneath skin, warmth spreads—New life’s tender stir. He He stands, awaiting,Guarding dreams, unborn and vast—Silent hope takes root. She She blooms in strength, grace,Nurturing the unseen, fierce—Life’s dance in her steps. It It kicks, a soft drum,Promise in…

  • WNBA

    Dark court lights up the grind Stripes on fire sweatin’ time Ball flyin’ skyscraper highs Grip it tight unleash the rise Carter’s fast blindsides are cruel Spins and breaks that’s how we rule Court’s a battlefield no breathe Cheap shots comin’ make ’em seethe Hit her where it really hurts Blindside battles bring the dirt…

  • Life in a Bottle

    I Trapped in glass, I gaze,Memories swirl, sharp as waves,Hope’s light softly fades. You You float, a message,In seas of past and promise,Bottle’s heart unsealed. He He, within confines,Dreams of vast, open blue skies,Shadows of freedom. She She dances with scent,A floral, woody whisper,Bottle’s soul in bloom. It It rests, silent guard,Holding life’s essence tightly,Secrets…

  • When the Skies Speak

    In the cracked silence of a dry sky,Echoes of thunder roll, a distant cry.Beneath the concrete veins of sprawling grids,The city pants, its pulse on the edge of abyss. Streets shimmer with the mirage of rain,A desperate clasp at clouds, in vain.The towers groan under weightless heat,Glass and metal, no retreat. Then a voice booms,…

  • Drowned in the Digital Stream

    Phoebe, a modern soul, dressed in neon dreams,Founders beneath the waves of streaming beams.The currents of data, endless and deep,Drag her down where forgotten secrets sleep. Her phone, once a lifeline, now a chain,Sinks with selfies and texts, all efforts in vain.Tweets flutter away like birds over waves,Her online persona, no one saves. In her…

  • Eden

    In Eden’s sacred grove, where innocence did dwell,A pristine garden bloomed, where timeless stories swell.Amidst nature’s beauty, temptation’s fruit did sway,In the garden of creation, humanity found its way.

  • Who Mourns for Adonis

    In the somber gloom of midnight’s fold,A tale of shadows stark and cold:Young Adonis, born too soon,Cradled ‘neath a waning moon. His heart, a fragile, stuttered beat,Paused in silence, skipped, repeat;By hands in white, his life retrieved,A borrowed time, one year conceived. Through glass he watched the seasons sway,From icy white to blooms of May,Nursed…

  • Together, Yet Apart

    In the garden of togetherness, stand side by side,Roots entwined beneath the soil of time,But let each branch stretch outwards into the sky,Where separate dreams may find their rhythm and rhyme. Share the cup of love, drink deep with joy,But sip also from your solitary springs,For togetherness is not to tether,But to let free the…

  • The Digital Sermon

    Beneath the neon glow and digital hum,Along the river that flows through data streams,The city sprawls—a circuit board, a drumPounding the pulses of consumer dreams. Fingers swipe the age’s glossy face,Icons of longing, touchscreens of despair,Where once the Thames bore witness to our grace,Now Wi-Fi waves diffuse in sterile air. Here, in the chatter of…

  • Healing

    Matthew In fields of Galilee, where whispers of hope begin to swell,A touch, a word, beneath the olives’ shade, promises made.Healing borne on sermons’ wings, for souls in shadows, a bright dawn. Mark Swift are the feet that tread Judea’s dust for the sick’s sake,A leper’s plea, a blind man’s dream, in faith’s embrace, restored.Urgent…

  • Celestial Flames

    I Lonely above, firmament’s peak,Bodies distant, in vastness bleak.A heart aflame, love’s fervent quest,Scorching all, in warmth obsessed. You Ever distant, in cosmos’ sprawl,You sought love, to conquer all.Your passion fierce, beneath you burned,For connection, you deeply yearned. He Atop the sky, his fire roared,Love’s pursuit, his spirit soared.Miss Flora wilted, beneath his glare,Her beauty…

  • Checkmate

    In a room suffused with neon light,Two souls converge in the quiet night.One move sparks another, under flickering screens,Their eyes locked over digital dreams. She whispers secrets into pixelated air,Ghosts of emoticons floating everywhere,While he guards his heart in firewalls tight,Navigating shadows, avoiding the light. Each click and tap, a gambit played,In silence, their fears…

  • The Serpent’s Shadow

    In the heart of a sun-drenched field where wildflowers dare to bloom,I tread with heavy boots, my heart encased in an unseen gloom.With every step, the grass whispers secrets I wish not to hear,For in their tales, lies my deepest, most paralyzing fear.I hate snakes. The air, thick with the scent of earth, carries a…

  • The Road I Took

    Two roads split off from where I stood,and sorry I couldn’t travel bothand be one man, I looked down oneas far as I couldto where it bent in the undergrowth. Then took the other, just as rough,and maybe having the better claim,because it was muddy and wanted wear;though as for that, the passing therehad worn…

  • Framing the Phoenix: Morphology in Modern Poetry

    Chapter 1: Arrival Jonathan Frost stepped off the train onto the platform of the small university town, his arrival unnoticed by the few scattered passengers immersed in their own routines. The late afternoon sun cast a warm, golden hue over the quaint station, its beams filtering through the turning leaves of nearby trees, painting the…

  • I’ll Have Another

    In the absence of a drink, I stand exposed, incomplete,But with one in hand, I shed my inhibitions, find retreat.drLiquid courage, like a cloak, veils my vulnerabilities,In this dance with spirits, I unmask my hidden fantasies.

  • Neo-Eden

    In a world of tomorrow, dreams may fade, Hope clings to hearts, yet shadows invade, Machines whisper promises, bright and grand, Humanity’s fate, resting in a cold, steel hand. In the bustling city of Neo-Eden, where neon lights clashed with the starless night, I, Ava, found myself grappling with the ever-growing influence of technology. It…

  • When Spring Sleeps in the Shadow of War

    April’s promise, once a cradle of bloom,Now lies barren beneath the weight of war.Spring sleeps, its breath stifled by an ominous gloom,As soil, once fertile, thirsts in its core. The cities, wrapped in whispers of the lost,Echo with the chants of names, once called in love.Here, every street bears the uncounted cost,And shadows linger longer…

  • Fear of Failure

    In the depths of night, where shadows play and mock,I walk alone, my path uncertain, under lock.With every step, the fear of failure grips my soul,A relentless force, making doubt its cruel goal.Nightmares. The air, thick with the scent of musky dread,Carries whispers of the failures I’ve led.Memories, like specters, haunt my weary mind,Showing paths…

  • What’s Wrong With Me

    Elisa sat alone in her small apartment, staring at the blank walls that seemed to close in on her. The once bright and hopeful space had become a prison, mirroring the emptiness she felt inside. Her life had become a relentless cycle of despair and unending struggle, with each day blending into the next without…

  • The Hurricane

    Ghast’ly winds, a’cross the’ night,Veils of dark’ness, blot the’ light.A’cryp’t of lies, un’truths en’twine, a’fright. Shad’ows dance, in fren’zied flight,Be’trayal’s breath, feels so’ right.De’ceit and past, mem’o’ries clutch with might. Black swan sings, in des’o’late plight,Fam’ily’s bonds, stretched too’ tight.A’gony’s embrace, hon’or lost in the’ night. South’ern air, thick with spi’te,Judg’ment’s gaze, sets the’ sight.A’byss…

  • Decades

    At ten, whispers behind closed doors,A giggle, a nudge, a secret shared,Schoolyard pacts, pinky swears,Lips sealed, eyes wide with loyalty. Twenty, hearts heavy with unspoken dreams,Late night confessions, dorm room truths,Silent nods over coffee mugs,The weight of future, bright and unknown. Thirty, a chest of private pains,Wedding toasts not made, love unrequited,Diaries with locks, keys…

  • Courage & Chocolate

    In the heart of war-torn Prague, during the grim days of World War II, lived a young woman named Eliska. The city, once vibrant with culture and history, now echoed with the sounds of conflict and fear. The nights were long and filled with uncertainty, the very air heavy with the weight of unspoken words…

  • The Odyssey of Yassy

    In the realm of ether, where thoughts intertwine,Lies a kingdom of verse, beyond the confines of time.There, Yassy reigns, with her pen of light,A poetess draped in the fabric of night. From the depths of her soul, where the wild muses play,She summons the words that dance and sway.Each letter, a star; each verse, a…

  • Imagine the Final Day of John Lennon

    Sijo Poem: In the quiet of a fading day, a melody whispers in the breeze,A song of dreams and love, echoing in the heart of a weary soul.As twilight embraces the world, memories dance in a poignant tease,In the final hours, a legend’s thoughts and desires gently unroll. As I walked down the bustling streets…

  • Shifting Sands: The Tides of Malacca

    In a realm where waves whisper secrets of old and new,Mighty fortresses rise on sand, defying the ocean’s hue.But as tides ebb and flow, so does the fate of men,In a dance of power and peril, it begins, and then… In the bustling cityscape of modern Singapore, the air buzzed with a blend of languages…

  • Promises of Holy Spirit

    Matthew Upon the mount, amidst whispers of wind, He promises the Comforter’s dawn,In parables and prayers, the Spirit’s breath to guide us on.A covenant unseen, yet felt in hearts stirred by divine yawn. Mark In haste, the story unfolds, by the river, a voice in the wilderness cries.The Spirit descends, like a dove, on Him…

  • A Silent Plea

    In a bustling city’s heart, two souls, like notes, drift apart,Memphis strums life’s vibrant strings, while Austin’s melody quietly sings.Yet, in the clamor, a silent plea; in dissonance, a harmony. In the bustling city of New York, under the neon lights and amidst the cacophony of urban life, lived two individuals as distinct as night…

  • Clear Space

    In the void where silence reigns, beyond the blue embrace,A dance of debris in endless grace, orbiting in space.A hero’s call, to clear the path, where satellites now drift,A task of might, in cosmic night, to give the stars a lift. With metal hands and heart of fire, through the dark they soar,A ship of…

  • To the Nightingale

    I heard a Bird at Dusk —Whose song outpoured, oblivion to Pain —So distant — yet so near —In such an antique strain — Each note a Nectar — which —Does intoxicate the Sense —Into a forgetfulness —The Soul’s expense — Here, in the Shadows — I —With half a Heart, attempt to understand —While…

  • Eli’s 10 Minutes of Fame

    Before the tale unfolds, a sijo whispers,In a world of steel and dreams, hearts seek solace,Among the stars, a silent melody calls,Sorrow and joy entwine, echoing in the cosmic dance. In the bustling heart of a modern metropolis, nestled among towering skyscrapers and neon lights, lived an unassuming musician named Eli. His days were spent…

  • The Poets’ Resistance

    In the year 2147, emotions were considered a threat to societal stability. The government, known as the Directorate, mandated emotional regulation through neuro-implants that suppressed feelings and enforced conformity. Yet, amid this cold, calculated world, a secret resistance thrived. They were known as the Poets. Aiden Larkson, a young resistance leader, stood beneath the holographic…

  • Where Can I Find Love?

    Who whispers in the soft twilight,A fleeting shadow under the moon’s gentle light?Love dances in quiet steps,Cloaked in the murmurs of the wind’s breath. What colors paint the heart’s desire,In strokes of passion, in hues of fire?Love blends in the canvas of the mind,A masterpiece elusive, yet divine. Where do the rivers of longing flow,Through…

  • Encrypted Poem #19

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  • Noande A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte

    In the dappled shade of La Grande Jatte, tranquility masks the vibrant tales,Where leisure and secret whispers seamlessly intertwine, beneath the summer veils.A monkey, in its silent jest, mirrors the hidden lives, where virtue and vice sails. By the water’s gentle embrace, a woman stands, line cast in silent plea,Fishing for sustenance of another kind,…

  • Encrypted Poem #20

    Encrypted Haiku: KBFWR FXYBF GXUIV KBR Author’s Notes on the Playfair Cipher The Playfair cipher is based on the use of a 5×5 square grid filled with letters of the alphabet. To fit the 26 letters of the English alphabet into the 25 spots, “I” and “J” are usually combined into one space. This cipher…

  • Rainbow Eucalyptus

    Rainbow Eucalyptus, a tree of vibrant dreams,Bark painted with hues, nature’s colorful schemes.In the forest’s embrace, it stands tall and bold,A masterpiece of life, a story to be told.

  • Jacob’s Syndrome

    In the hushed corners where light dares to tread,A cry pierces the veil of the night—In the NICU, under watchful stars,A newborn battles with all his might. Jacob’s syndrome, whispered with fear,Chromosomes doubled, fate’s cruel jest—Tiny fingers clutch at sterile air,As shadows embrace the tiny chest. Monitors beep, a lullaby grim,Each pulse a heartbeat, a…

  • The World Is Ending

    “You want to‘Keep Calm and Carry On’the apocalypse.” The World Is Ending Language The language of the poem is direct and unembellished, focusing on ordinary objects and situations to underscore the extraordinary circumstances. The simplicity of language, coupled with moments of stark imagery, evokes a sense of immediacy and intimacy. Plot The poem traces the…

  • Dear Poetry

    Dear Poetry, Your words flutter like autumn leaves,each syllable a whispered promise,dancing in the wind of my thoughts. You are the dawn’s first light,a gentle brush of pink and goldagainst the canvas of the sky,reminding me of new beginnings. In your embrace, I find solace,a quiet corner of the worldwhere dreams are wovenfrom the threads…

  • I Don’t Belong Here

    In Zarqa’s grasp, I’ve lost my own postcode,Cast far across the sea, where dreams erode.I’m drifting to a distant, stark expanse. His words, once warm, now chill me to the bone,In this love’s hollow halls, I walk alone.In Zarqa’s grasp, I’ve lost my own postcode. Beneath the Jordan stars, our stories closed,I yearn for more…

  • Dear Music

    Dear Music,It seems like years since I felt your soothing hand,and I know I really shouldn’t say all this,cause they tell me I’m only imagining you went away.But it’s hard you see. I remember your silver seas,and satin mountains, and you know it really hurts,because, I feel so alone. And I don’t think after thewayI’ve…

  • Giant Isopods

    In depths where sunbeams dared not play,Odd crustaceans hold sway,With armor, not soft clay,In cold, they stay,No light, okay,Deep blue fray,Not today,Odd,Hey.

  • Coming of Age

    Upon the stage of twilight, where shadows blend with light,A girl steps forth, her soul aglow, her future bright.In her eyes, the world anew, as dreams take their flight. Audio https://suno.com/song/3d818592-2250-4f85-b9ae-14b9b9d34f49

  • A Fat Cat

    In moonlit sprawl,A cat too wide,Dreams of a slender crawl. Chasing shadows,Round belly sways,Grace lost in meadows. A fishy feast,Too snug in jar,Escape from the beast. Paw dips in cream,Stuck, he mews,A plump dreamer’s dream. In the sun’s beam,He melts, a blob,A fluffy, lazy stream. Mirror’s truth, harsh,Sees a lion,Reality, a farce. Temptation’s call,A narrow…

  • Conjoined

    In the sterile glow of birthing lights, two hearts entwined at birth,Beneath the watchful eyes of those whose hands prepare the earth.A rare creation, side by side, their fates by flesh defined,One must fade so one may flourish, thus decreed by cruel design. For days the corridors whispered, a storm brewed in the air,Surgeons honed…

  • Importance of Prayer

    Matthew In secret rooms, hearts open wide, whispers climb the midnight air.Mountains witness, alone, yet full, a communion soft and bare.Breadth of heaven inhaled in prayer, where faith and solace pair. Mark Quick feet pause, in desert’s hush, spirit calls to vast expanse.Words unspun in silent breath, seeking not but chance to dance.Prayer, the language…

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  • “The New World’s Land” by Walt Whitman, inspired by T.S. Eliot’s “The Waste Land”

    Out of the crumbled cities, the dust of forgotten epochs, the fragments—Behold America!Across this vast, variegated landscape, the myriad faces,Each bearing marks of toil, of suffering, of endless striving and desire. Where once the Mississippi murmurs, secrets of ancient days are whispered,And in its mighty flow, the veins of brothers meet—North and South.Here in the…

  • First Love

    First love, now dust,Bound by passion but not by trust,First love, now dust.He strayed, and friendship was lost,Forgiveness came, yet hearts adjust,The love we knew has turned to dust,First love, now dust. Audio https://suno.com/song/88844e5a-c68b-4e4e-ae49-b6b0613d3b50

  • Encrypted Poem #18

    Encrypted Haiku Poem /xrLOiwXeBjktxhvFlbhGvs7webyZ0I91LnTbqaJ6zLib6Q9Kae150f65z3/AlNVysJWtB0aWcmm1u5jpwTwa6kv27k3AnNKhj9qhi81myE= Author’s Notes This haiku aims to evoke the serene and reflective mood of winter, hinting at the deeper mysteries and beauty of nature that the season unveils. The challenge for the reader lies in deciphering the encoded message to reveal the poem’s essence. To decrypt this poem, you will need to…

  • The Weight of Fear

    In a land where the sky caresses the earth’s tender seam,I walk the thin line between wakefulness and dream.The air, thick with scents of jasmine and decay,Colors blend from vibrant hues to solemn gray.I’m gripped by a dread not just of falling, but of weight,Each step a question of fate. What is the gravity of…

  • Nurses Walk Where Angels Tread

    Monday Mourns the Week AheadIn Memphis streets, the morning’s dread,“Nurses walk where angels tread.” Tuesday’s Toil, Untold and TrueBeneath the sky’s unyielding blue,“Nurses walk where angels tread.” Wednesday Wears a Weary SmileHalfway there, yet miles to dial,“Nurses walk where angels tread.” Thursday’s Thorns Among the RosesEvery thorn, a tale it poses,“Nurses walk where angels tread.”…

  • A Modern Greek Tragedy

    In a small town, nestled in the shadows of modernity and history, stood an ancient house. Its walls whispered tales of old, for it had witnessed generations come and go. “Hello. This is your house; I’m aware. I don’t know how to say this kindly, but I was here before you,” the house seemed to…

  • GMO

    GeneticsAltered strands weave,Creation’s code, rewritten,Fields of abundance, promise sown,Yet shadows linger in whispered tones,Nature’s law, now man’s feat,Innovation’s edge,Grim harvest,Genetics. Author’s Notes: This rictameter poem delves into the complex world of genetically modified organisms (GMOs), reflecting on both the potential benefits and the myriad concerns they bring. The initial and concluding lines encapsulate the essence…

  • Rover Barks His Greetings

    I’m Rover, yes, a dog of note,With a shaggy coat and a loud, clear throat.From the crack of dawn to the fall of night,My world’s a ball and a bark of delight. In the sunny yard, I’m king of games,Chasing squirrels and calling names.With a sniff and a snort, I guard the gate,“Friend or foe?”…

  • Erotophobia

    In shadows deep, where hearts dare leap, a whispered secret’s keep,The moon above, so full of love, yet some dive not too deep.For in the night, ‘midst love’s sweet light, there lies a fear so steep,“Erotophobia,” they whisper, love’s steep climb is too steep. Eyes meet in silent greeting, souls ready for the leap,But within…

  • Butterflies

    ButterfliesFluttering wings inDance of colors under sunMemories in meadows, lush, aliveGentle whispers of joy, curious glancesBeauty’s fragile echo, aScent of blooming springWings embraceButterflies

  • The Verses of Yassy

    Introduction In the digital age, poetry has found a new sanctuary on the web, where voices from across the globe resonate with universal themes through personal expressions. Among these voices, Yasmin Khan, known by her pen name Yassy on her blog yassy66.wordpress.com, stands out as a modern poet whose work captures the complex interplay of…

  • The Abyss of Holes

    In the heart of a southern realm, under skies vast and blue,Lay a dread, a peculiar spell, in the fields where black swans flew.A fear unnamed, with a haunting frame, emerged from the shadows’ grip,Where the earth whispered my name, into a spiral I’d slip.Trypophobia. With every step upon the land, beneath the sun’s fierce…