5000 steps leading to a templestreams of pilgrims crawling up like antsbags of fear on broken backssteered by hopes of a miracle rocky terrains beneath tired feetcottony clouds reading thoughtsI’m tempted to ask the Goddessto descend from assumed heightsmeet believers and negotiateterms of contractspelt in red threads-wishes tied on wavering branches I’m sure she wants … Continue reading Pilgrimage Reversed
The first time is always special—and yet, you don’t know it, you don’t feel it in your bones.It slips in, innocuous,that “Yes” you uttered for peace, for decorum… and you begin to fall into oblivion,where your only voice is the echo of that Yes. A warning rises: “They are out for you. Stand together, for … Continue reading Mindless Yes
The grandiosity of glorified rootsis no match for the axeand those dreadful machinesget sophisticated by the dayand more by night all those eager to grab a piece of the skypull down branches that swayed between themtaste the heat and the darknessand never know why suffering comes their way someone opposes the construction of an underpassderides … Continue reading Monstrosities
Ocean…Will you share your secretsboth dark and right? Why do you give shelter to monstrous beingsas well as pretty harmless ones?Do you reflect reality of the terrestrial worldor have a different order? Why do you crash on the shoreto hurt yourselfas you retreat into your liquid shell? When you reflect colors of the skyDo you … Continue reading Ocean…
I swallow a sentencereplete with humiliation-words break into alphabetseach alphabet generatesa different feelinga different story-rakes up memoriesof suppressed emotionshow I felthow I remained silentand how it fermented within the past can’t be erasedbut can be a determinantof the futureI put my foot downon the floorstepping out of bedwith a resolve I’ll register protestI’ll not take … Continue reading Humiliation
colors and patternsspeak, yet leave things open tointerpretationwe communicate onlywith standardized symbols I spend the night hunting for lost words. I dream of failure to deliver on a writing project, because I lose a clue. It’s a syllable falling short somewhere, or a synonym not found. The antonym is too aggressive and throws me into … Continue reading Lost words
I learn what’s goodonlywhen confronted with evilelseI’m passed off asjust okayor a has-beenwho could have done better parameters changewith environmenthow good or badI really am? a survival strategycounts as crimemy right to existcircumvented by law Does intent countor the damage?my upbringingor educationor just the stinging slapafter doing something? reborn in non-human bodiesI may commit heinous … Continue reading A few thoughts
let me lie low, when I'm at peacelet me not my anger releaseI don't want suppressed rage to showmy dark side- to do as I pleaseI'm silent, no tantrums to throwwhen I'm at peace, let me lie low https://dversepoets.com/2022/02/24/poetry-form-sparrowlet/ https://dversepoets.com/2022/03/03/dverse-open-link-night-311-golden-wait/
the lump in my throat grows a new spike every day can’t swallow or eject It injects venom through a new spike every day to induce negativity the mind can’t reject thoughts stored in cells encounter spikes every day they can’t eliminate but just act… https://dversepoets.com/2021/04/08/mtb-the-body-poetry/ https://dversepoets.com/2021/04/15/open-link-290-live-edition/
her arrogance painted in wine on walls pushes him deeper in agony submerged in blues - a peculiar shade not of his choice purple drinks of superciliousness greet visitors -as they long for vibrant vibes or peaceful whites In their humble abodes I see dark shadows entwined in leafy greens as I take a flight … Continue reading Narcissist colors
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