Short poems
Short miscellaneous poems By Deborah Sharma
Distracted
Escaping
to places
anywhere but here,
running away
from truth
into denial.
Instead,
travel to the heart’s peace,
far away
from the mind’s noise,
and just be,
this is where you belong,
You are home,
No more running.
Never broken
I lost my mind and found my heart,
amidst the ruins of delusion,
surrounding love
but never touching it,
protected in a bubble
for the true heart is never broken,
nothing can touch pure love
Family Heirloom
What time is it?
A flick of my wrist
and there is my father’s
trusty watch
conjuring up his image.
Like him, it is reliable.
What touched him
is now a part of me.
Hollow
A hollow only You can fill.
Yet, I reject and search for you
at the same time.
Still, You do not forsake me,
always watching and waiting
for my return.
The Panic Attack
Dizzy nausea,
gasping burning chest,
nervous heart hammers in throat,
as a reckless horse’s thumping hooves
Pent up feeling of doom,
woozily off balance
floating above myself,
like an untamed kite
I’m calling me back,
shocked in raw cold chill,
soothing, slowing, pacified,
resettled as one.
Inner fire
Don’t dampen your fire
but don’t let it consume you
burn away your fears
fan the smoldering spark
of love
so it radiates within
and without
Illuminating your truth
you are love
you are perfection
Restoration
Expectations bind
Society limits
is every challenge
a battle to be fought?
Or a struggle to just be me?
Branch off
as life unfolds
each path is unique
though we pass each other by
we do not journey together
I silently withdraw,
Unheard, unseen, forgotten
I have missed myself
My heart yearns for me
seeking to love myself first
Then I’ll love you next.
By Old Thames
Rancid river
city’s age-old companion
keeps her dark secrets
Victorian lamps
stand guard over dull waters
as modern-day sprawls
Cat and Mouse
Cat curled up in comfort
suspicious sly slanted glare
stranger in her home
Meekly hiding twitching
startled by a sudden menace
Shush! Stay tucked away mouse!
Dear TIME
Dear Time, I thought I had
an abundance of your favour,
I believed I had an endless
supply of you to savour
Fly the nest
My heart stays with them,
as they resolve and evolve,
I release and transmute
Express without repercussion
May I have the right to
express myself safely
without suppression please?
Pretty please.
I’m sorry.
Expression without repercussion
is not my right
Chocolate shake
Creative chaos
concocted chocolate milkshake
magically transforms moods
immerse in it’s spell
Morning rain
Spheres of fresh raindrops
reflect perfect pure new worlds
born on thirsty leaves
Lady in a red dress
Artful escape from pompous guests
into musty antiquated library.
Her brazen crimson brilliance
is a sultry fire in a drab room
eager to set cold ablaze
With scarlet heart primed,
secret love appears
Autumn leaves
As river rolls on,
shedding leaves shower dank path
undressed trees wave goodnight
I’m ambling on
a soft scrunching carpet,
My feet swim in a sea of leaves
Sunday/Monday morning street
Sunday morning stillness
hidden from
Monday morning shrillness
oppressive silence of ghostly street
suppressive noise where crowds meet
Sad
haunting cooing
mourning dove’s echoing cry,
he has lost his love
as I have lost mine
but I do not weep like him
He soon flutters away
soaring into a new beginning
I replace one love with another
I don’t know how to fly away
Dad
I still message you,
you reply without words,
you stroke without touching,
you blow a kiss that
cradles my soul,
from the other side
You
Flaws are superficial
Love is perfection
Let love light up your flaws,
they are a celebration
of your humanity
Fed up and Giving up
Exhausted with
this sick body of pain
What pleasure is there left to gain?
Embattled in a disappointing fight
With no promising solution in sight.
So let me wallow in
my self-pity,
Lonely outsider of this lively city,
There is no happiness here to share,
I am beyond any care of so unfair.
River
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