call it a picnic, partying in wildernessall set to boot, but where's my companion?Let me play music and sing a songSerenade her to come where I'm waiting all set to boot, but where's my companion?let me choose the lyrics carefully from my heartSerenade her to come where I'm waitingshe's sensitive - for an apology waiting … Continue reading A-waiting
once moreevil laughterhaunts me in waking hoursI sleep with planscelebrationsjust need to be perfectI swear I feeltightening gripson my busy lone wristsmask drops Tanka Tuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge Chosen Poetry form is Aquarian Invented by A. Maris MazzEach stanza has lines of 2/4/6/2 syllablesAny number of stanzas permitted.Unrhymed. (Multiple of 4 lines)
my head bursts with painat the end of a tetheris it indignation,weariness or disdain? I shut my doorsto negativityit constantly pourstesting sensitivity phones switched offSIM cards swappedWhy doesn’t the phone ring stopI’ve pressed all buttons… I spin with reverberationsof a past that staysvoices from other worldsdemons I can’t slaygames I can’t playrecitationsincantationsare of no use … Continue reading Voices from the past
Eugenia's contribution to RXC#253 - One of the best in this week listen you must hear the gossip in the wire calls for kindness near Read the full poem at https://amanpan.blog/2022/10/21/the-wait/
gather your thoughts before you speaklest you are called a scatterbrain thoughts need to move towards a goalkeep it on track, direct the train don't let those cannons unnerve youopposite wills just try to reign calm and visible in dark lanes Weekend Writing Prompt #282
I do my best, and leave the restLet Karma go with flowthey wait aroundand make no soundLet Karma go with flow can't believe they can stoop so lowwith their meanness astoundthey look for faultsunlock all vaultswith their meanness astound their only job is to houndspeak a lie, somersaultat the devil's behestthey belie truth, contestspeak a … Continue reading Critics
numb to the boneI reflect on stupendous daysdid my life turn aroundor is it only a view? Am I the same personwho woke up with a yawnto smell the coffee,swallowed all venom, shed skin several timesemerged wiserbut a different personat the end of day? So what ifthe venue’s still the sameI’ve traveled thousand mileslong before … Continue reading End of Day
let’s take a walk on the beachgive the ocean a chanceto touch our bare feetLater, we’ll spend some timeon the rocksto hear crashing wavestell their secretssome of whichwe’ve already imbibedas they seeped inthrough our tired skin watch the Blood Moonwalk across the skybleeding stories from other worldshappy to get rid of nameshuman imaginationgives a rocky … Continue reading Blood Moon
walk over a chasm to reach the idylldark depths provoking imaginationsmooth white pathways leading celebrationsbe led up the garden path or downhill anti gods bring the ink, gods hold the quillI hear bells ring in alliterationawaken the demons, spark creation different perspectives emerge in synclet me be the bridge, let me be the link Written … Continue reading Dark in light
dreaded time of yearto pass through the eye of a needlebe scanned under a microscopeget electrocardiogramsto check increased heartbeats before I knowif the bell tolls for meor my future goes down the drainfrom the dreaded bell curve Written for Quadrille at DVerse What is a bell curve in performance appraisals. Read here
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