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Fortified Spirit

The nearly flawless curve of her mouth
Expertly fortified with scarlet shine
Seldom gives way to its hidden truth
That all is, after all, quite far from fine

How easily she buries them skeletons
Crusoe’s uncharted isles in her mind
An art she has a long ago mastered
Making every pain too tough to find

Life of late is quite the wayward child
Oh how she tugs harder at the reins
Letting go is obviously too appealing
But defeat isn’t entertained in her veins

Another day rears its head behind the dawn
But all cobwebs she has confined to night
So what if the back’s against a cold wall
For sure she isn’t going down without a fight

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The path

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There lies a path snaking through a jungle
Hardly trodden and deceptive to most eyes
Ask travelers of this path and hear their sighs
“Not a welcome sign, no lights, no sights”
They ventured in but have returned midway
With words of advice to “help fellowmen”
They stutter and speak of impending doom
Of gnarled trees where weird voices whisper
Of strange weeds that no sickle can cut down
And of tangled boughs that block the blue skies
These advisers all come with hand-drawn maps
Showing well-lit ways and smooth pavements
With blue sky above, and green grass below
“These are the roads that we truly deserve,
Short, straight and sweet, signboards very neat”
Most people at this point make their decisions
Borrow the maps and notes with sheer relief
Yet, some persist with an unheard-of belief
They hack through bushes, thorns, and weeds
And just as the world starts with “We told you”
They emerge on the other side for all to envy
For they did get to see bright lights and sights
And of course, the “welcome sign” of success

 

 

Winter is coming

Sun sets, before the day has ended
Time sighs and then resigns
Itself to march on and ignore
Pleading eyes and shivering skin
Frozen palms beg for respite
Buried in dull grey overcoats
Sunburnt leaves breathe their last
Writhing around on merciless stone
Even the clouds have finally lost it
Tired of smiling for photographs
Sky chokes, smothered it seems
Unless this is all just for laughs
Chapped lips lament to each other
As icy drafts hiss into my ears
“Our turn now, winter is coming”

The Old Man’s Advice

I feel your eyes on me
My wrinkled skin
My walking stick
My bent back
My silver hair
Let them not fool you
Into thinking I’m just an old man
Lonely and lost, waiting to die
Wondering how life went by
Blabbering away to himself
About the ravages of time
Uncertain of the future, unsure of the past
You may be guessing how long I’ll last
Even I do that, to amuse myself at times
When I’m not teaching my grandkids their rhymes
But trust me when I tell you
Kid, I’ve had the best times
A missus whom I loved
God, she loved me back!
Smart children I raised
For that I always felt blessed!
Grew up with siblings in a happy home
And now they won’t leave me alone!
I breathed the fresh air of those days
Got by very well without the rat race
Never ever did a thing to lose face
Oh yes, I’m in a happy place
So don’t be fooled by the shrivelled exterior
I for sure won’t be dying poor
Kid, take a leaf from my old book
It is at yourself you ought to look
Run along, and fare thee well
Go write a story you’ll be proud to tell

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Park Bench

Come and sit with me
On our park bench
We can laugh together
Watch the hills with each other
Nobody for miles
Only the sun, the breeze, and us
Silence in such a place
Will still feel good
Carve, with fingertips
Our names into the wood
Let us claim it together
So comforting
This old park bench
Let the world pass us by
There is no rush
We have nowhere to be
This spot has set us free
It has seen things
Heard the thoughts of many
Young, old, they all come
And whisper their secrets
Into this park bench
And so shall we
Listen to the woods
Birds, and dogs in the distance
Fellow bench warmer,
Let us be star gazers
Rule breakers
Happy lovers
Or simply
Best friends
On this glorious day
In this beautiful garden
Come and sit with me
On our park bench

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Wanderlust

Blistering feet
Sunburnt skin
Stinging eyes
Chapped lips
They will all be healed
Once you drink from the spring
Of wanderlust

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Sleep Well

As the moonbeams peek in
Dawn still far away
Stars casting their spell
Make way, make way
Throw a coin
Into your wishing well
Set sail to a magic kingdom
Of freely drifting dreams
Sweet fantasies
And heavenly light
A halo around you
Blessed child
Gift your trust
To the stardust
Can you taste the dew?
Purer than anything you knew
Come now, come now
Bid bye
to the noise
So that, even the voice
Inside you
Retires for the night
Sleep tight, sleep tight
Very few
Get this lucky
Let frowns flee
Drown out the crowds
White, wispy clouds
Seek to float
in a sea of shut eye
Let them swell
Sleep well, sleep well

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Her Dark Night

She loves it
Eyes closed
Taking in the gifts
Of the darkness
Odd joys
Stillness
Harmony
Fragrant grass
She lights a cigarette
Smoke clouds
Dance grey
Around her pretty face
Projecting dreams
Like a movie
Private theatre
Cold comforts
There’s a band playing
Music only for her
She sails through air
Smiles, irreverent eyes
Walks around in circles
No real destination
This is her moment
She loves it
Her dark night
She won’t leave
Camped on the lawn
Permanence
Sky is closing in
Kissing her lips
She paints it as she likes
Willowy legs
On damp earth
Freed from movement
Rest contented
A long puff
Wonder what she sees
Smoked dreams
Cut off from noise
Clutter, craze
A queen reigns
Over solitary kingdom
At her command
Satisfaction
Sweet infinity
Vacuum
Dark night
She loves it
It belongs to her
And she to it

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P.S. Movie recommendation: Lost in Translation.

I Once Slept in Heaven

I slept in heaven
And dreamed
Of us, lips locked
Romancing wild
Urgent whispers
Blazing passion
Unlike what
Any other duo
In love had ever
Known, or so
It seemed, until
It crept on me
Throwing me
Right off guard
Off balance
Upside down
I was hung, with
My whole world.

Not sure if I
Heard you right
That things end
Tonight, that
We are done
Tonight, that
I better get out
Of sight. Well,
Who was I kidding?
Dreams were but
A refuge, where
I escaped to,
Shutting you out
Yes, both of you
For ‘she’ exists.

Perfection was
How I defined ‘us’
The way everyone
Recognized ‘us’
In ignorant bliss
I sat in your lap
On my ‘throne’
While she ruled
Your bleeding heart
I had titles once
‘Darling, my dear
Oh cute little lover’
Boy, how I pranced,
Childish joys, and
Kept on bragging
My man, unaware
Of developments
All around me.

Fine print, damn
Always unread
Until the moment
They point it out
In this case, you.
You read it out.
I repeat after you
All the reasons
I am to blame
For you failing
On your promises.
‘You are paranoid,
You have trust issues,
You are emotional,
Vulnerable, lost.’
If I had no cause
For complaint, ever,
Pray tell me why
You have that
Look in your eye?!

I signed up for love
Crazy, pure love
Unashamed love
But just ‘our’ love
Not unexpected,
Outside love.
Not ‘her’, no.
I fell for you
Prayed for you
Lived for you
And now you
Want me to
Die too, for you.
Of course you
Won’t say it loud
But I can hear it
Clear alright, that
I wasn’t thrown out
Just brushed aside
Gently, slowly, as
I slept in heaven
And dreamed. Well,
I won’t, anymore.

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Finding Me

I stand at the threshold
Of a chaotic universe
I’m committed to see it
While escorting a babble
Of doubts and some blues
Like unwelcome guests
If only they were absent
But then, it’s a chance
I’m told is ‘heaven-sent’
So biting my fears down
I step into a labyrinth
Seeking some resolution
The answers to a future
I’m told I ‘certainly own’.

And what did I expect?
It is dark and muddy!
But no point hovering, so
I make my way forward
A tad gingerly around
My shattered illusions
Scraping mud and grime
Off my poor self-esteem
Often picking up hopes
Half-eaten by distrust
My clothes they tear on
Tiffs and bad thoughts
Ouch! I swallow and sigh
Stumbling on egotism,
Of this one hindrance
I was so duly warned.

Obstacles at every step
Garbage round the bend
It is far from an easy job,
This ‘incredible internship’
And then I recall, that
The brochure also said
I would learn some things
If I just applied myself
The whole of my soul
And so I… I continue
Without a guidebook
Only a heavy backpack
Of curious possibilities…

I fumble for my notes
Made the night before
In astonishing clarity
Alarmingly rare, that.
Wiggling vanity? Trample it!
Squeaky cynicism? Squash it!
Wary “what-if”? Crush it!
Aching ambition? Nurse it!
Precious memory? Save it!
Lasting love? Pick it!
Feeble faith? Cradle it!
It helps that I prepared
To give this all I had
For the mist soon clears
And I see what I need to
Though it’s not quite
What I expected it to be.

I stand still and solemn
At a mirror labelled “You”
And I find myself in it
Clean and properly shiny
Not a trace of past filth
Nearby, a bin to dump trash
And a bag to carry back
My keepsakes, treasures
Things I was meant to have,
And best of all, I then find
A growing, glowing smile
I trade it for my frown
Excited at what I’ve found.

So this is what it is,
The lesson I must heed
As the clock ticks by, must
Have the time of my life
And so I turn my back
On existence I don’t need
Marching home instead
With a life I’ll proudly lead.

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