Submissions by Sijo_A
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I try to portray my feelings and emotions by clothing them in words. Not enhancing or beautifying, but bare as they are. I am just on a quest to find the right words to describe the life as we know it.
The burial
I can feel you in the ice cold breeze,
Warming me up, little by little.
I can sense you in the dark night,
Filling my world with your light,
I can hold you like the sea shore sand,
Leaving behind just a trace on my hand,
I see you in my cigarette bud,
Flowing just right through my blood.
I can write your name on the ocean waters,
With the waves it flows across the borders.
I can manifest you in the pale wan moon,
Peeking through the thick clouds, hoping to come out soon.
I can bury you in the oceanic bed,
With my vast love for...
Warming me up, little by little.
I can sense you in the dark night,
Filling my world with your light,
I can hold you like the sea shore sand,
Leaving behind just a trace on my hand,
I see you in my cigarette bud,
Flowing just right through my blood.
I can write your name on the ocean waters,
With the waves it flows across the borders.
I can manifest you in the pale wan moon,
Peeking through the thick clouds, hoping to come out soon.
I can bury you in the oceanic bed,
With my vast love for...
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The last night
Walking along the beautiful sea,
With the silent night,
With the bright shining moon,
With the thousand stars, yet alone,
I saw my lady in my sight.
Donned in a shiny armour,
The moon reflecting her strength,
The sea beneath her feet,
Her eyes gleaming, sparkling,
Screaming with a thousand silent words.
I may be dreaming,
I may be hallucinating.
But I didn’t want it to stop.
The burnt grass was taking over,
My mind, my brain, my conscious.
She lifted her arms in the air,
As she sang a melody, ...
With the silent night,
With the bright shining moon,
With the thousand stars, yet alone,
I saw my lady in my sight.
Donned in a shiny armour,
The moon reflecting her strength,
The sea beneath her feet,
Her eyes gleaming, sparkling,
Screaming with a thousand silent words.
I may be dreaming,
I may be hallucinating.
But I didn’t want it to stop.
The burnt grass was taking over,
My mind, my brain, my conscious.
She lifted her arms in the air,
As she sang a melody, ...
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Regenerate
As the heavy winds flow, drag
I feel the pain, the agony,
Like a thousand nails piercing me, going through my skin, my bones, my emptiness
Like a double-edged sword, cutting me into a million pieces,
slowly and steadily,
separating my tissues from my organs.
As the dark scorching sun shines brightly,
I feel the depth, the nought perception,
Like a fire, burning
Burning my skin, my bones, my guts, my existence?
Burning my emotions, my feelings, my being
my clothes evaporate,
my hair leaves a pungent smell.
I stand and gaze, moan,...
I feel the pain, the agony,
Like a thousand nails piercing me, going through my skin, my bones, my emptiness
Like a double-edged sword, cutting me into a million pieces,
slowly and steadily,
separating my tissues from my organs.
As the dark scorching sun shines brightly,
I feel the depth, the nought perception,
Like a fire, burning
Burning my skin, my bones, my guts, my existence?
Burning my emotions, my feelings, my being
my clothes evaporate,
my hair leaves a pungent smell.
I stand and gaze, moan,...
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