Submissions by cold_fusion
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i tried
a plant
in a pot
with root rot
dreams
of earth.
__ ____
with root rot
dreams
of earth.
__ ____
#hope
#humankind
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i am the winter flower
stuck
under the sun
the cold
has deserted me
life
has me now held
i am the winter flower
gloom
is when i bloom
i am the winter flower
for light
i have no room
i am the winter flower
bright
is not for me
i stand amidst the graves
where i am
the company
i am the winter flower
i love
the freeze the frost
i am the winter flower
i live
amongst the lost
...
under the sun
the cold
has deserted me
life
has me now held
i am the winter flower
gloom
is when i bloom
i am the winter flower
for light
i have no room
i am the winter flower
bright
is not for me
i stand amidst the graves
where i am
the company
i am the winter flower
i love
the freeze the frost
i am the winter flower
i live
amongst the lost
...
#love
#spiritual
512 reads
shell
i had once.captioned
an Instagram post -
we shell sea
how life
sometimes
makes us write
future
in the oblivion
of the past
that social media post
was an image
of nature
of beauty
strength
and of life
...
an Instagram post -
we shell sea
how life
sometimes
makes us write
future
in the oblivion
of the past
that social media post
was an image
of nature
of beauty
strength
and of life
...
#nature
#TruthOfLife
#humankind #philosophical
#humankind #philosophical
448 reads
They say
poetry
is work
of art
and that
art
is the
dancing
billowing smoke
you see
above the
still smouldering ashes
of life
and
whatever
one holds dear.
Art
is
the dance of the spirit
rendered
in notes
ink
and whatever medium
it chooses
to emanate from
is work
of art
and that
art
is the
dancing
billowing smoke
you see
above the
still smouldering ashes
of life
and
whatever
one holds dear.
Art
is
the dance of the spirit
rendered
in notes
ink
and whatever medium
it chooses
to emanate from
#spiritual
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6 Comments
the 'hunter' gatherers
desert kites
no
not the flying predators
but the mega structures
ten thousand plus years
found across continents
and oceans
served one purpose
trap the prey.
funneling the herds
into
the gathering place.
not much
has changed...
no
not the flying predators
but the mega structures
ten thousand plus years
found across continents
and oceans
served one purpose
trap the prey.
funneling the herds
into
the gathering place.
not much
has changed...
#nature
#spiritual
#humankind
448 reads
today
i just sat
under the
sweet winter's sun
had
tons of chores
calling
but i ignored
took the folding black chair
to the front lawn
and sat
nursing
the cup of tea
the dancing plants
in their pots
some in bloom
some bare
kept the gaze
occupied
it felt good
the sun
i just sat.
there
_
later
from my window
i noticed
a black bird
on the same chair
which I hadn't moved.
the chair ...
under the
sweet winter's sun
had
tons of chores
calling
but i ignored
took the folding black chair
to the front lawn
and sat
nursing
the cup of tea
the dancing plants
in their pots
some in bloom
some bare
kept the gaze
occupied
it felt good
the sun
i just sat.
there
_
later
from my window
i noticed
a black bird
on the same chair
which I hadn't moved.
the chair ...
#peace
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6 Comments
compost
where life
gets real.
.
crushed dreams
rotten determination
decaying shell
of the former self
the sustenance
of the next cycle
of life
yes.
it does not
smell like Jasmine
yet
it does make
Jasmine bloom
and smell
her best.
_
gets real.
.
crushed dreams
rotten determination
decaying shell
of the former self
the sustenance
of the next cycle
of life
yes.
it does not
smell like Jasmine
yet
it does make
Jasmine bloom
and smell
her best.
_
#nature
#spiritual
#symbolism
487 reads
and the little one said
i know
you wouldn't be
like them daddy...
_
you wouldn't be
like them daddy...
_
#love
#nature
#ShortStory
#humankind
#philosophical
618 reads
her presence
the cold gulpful
in the middle
of the desert
under
the midday sun
shade
is her.
_
in the middle
of the desert
under
the midday sun
shade
is her.
_
#spiritual
#humankind
#art
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no bugles for the buried unknowns
masses
are held for masses
who were brave
though some are still
resting in unmarked graves
no masses
no bugles
or any marks of the masses
who lay unknown
under ruins overgrown
be it children
under schoolyards
or a house in Tuam
they too were fighting*
like the soldiers in Guam
they had no might
were considered blight
existence not right
so were made out-of-sight
are held for masses
who were brave
though some are still
resting in unmarked graves
no masses
no bugles
or any marks of the masses
who lay unknown
under ruins overgrown
be it children
under schoolyards
or a house in Tuam
they too were fighting*
like the soldiers in Guam
they had no might
were considered blight
existence not right
so were made out-of-sight
#spiritual
#humankind
557 reads
shadows on the grave
what difference
does a bright
spring morning
make?
for those
left behind
it is just
another reminder
of their wake
shadows
fall
they never rise
so do the droplets
from the eyes
.
does a bright
spring morning
make?
for those
left behind
it is just
another reminder
of their wake
shadows
fall
they never rise
so do the droplets
from the eyes
.
#grief
#humankind
841 reads
a handful of gems
is all
one needs
to make
l i f e
live.
one needs
to make
l i f e
live.
#friendship
#nature
#humankind
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