Dews of Silence by Raju Baruah
The city is sleeping On the lap of the street beggars We are searching for a cup of tea The river is melting with the moonlight Fragrance swimming with the shadows of trees You draw the dews of silence Lantern of love quivering with the kiss of breeze Soundless song just rolling down With the […]
Catching the Rain by Raj Napal
I catch the rain, speckled – droplets of life on my skin. The pure water that instills life in our beings, soul, our kin. I catch the rain on my face to feel the wetness in the heat of the yellow sun – in that brightness. I embrace the dark wet earth as it envelops […]
Blame by Raj Napal
Blame that little word that is a bloody stake. The spark that stabs and ignites the fire of guilt. Festering hatred and flooding away love in its wake. An emotion that is filled with hateful tears and makes life wilt. Cast away blame and immerse in the yellow sun of redemption. So the flowers of […]
Better Be by Raj Napal
Better be a joker than a depressed man Better be a kind and compassionate man than an evil man Better be a good man than a bad man Better live in the now than live in the past Better be courageous and full of balls and fire Than be a wimp living in a straw […]
Be Prepared by Raj Napal
Be prepared for the loss of your health and heart. Life will never always be and it changes in whole or in part. Be prepared to lose the love of your life. Love can be corrupt and not always true in strife. Be prepared to lose your job and house, government and employers are fickle […]
An empty photo album by Raj Napal
Dad picked up this cheap photo album at Winners. Brought it home, looked at it as he sipped whiskey and rye. Felt empty with all the hollow wallets for 500 pictures of memories. Then his imagination became ripe with pictures happy sad and wry. Album sat in his study lonely with no memories just hollow […]
Your Dog Dies by Raymond Carver
it gets run over by a van. you find it at the side of the road and bury it. you feel bad about it. you feel bad personally, but you feel bad for your daughter because it was her pet, and she loved it so. she used to croon to it and let it sleep […]
Written Manna by Rangam Chiru
A phalanx of brown-bereted mushrooms spear out from the bunkers of tree-trunks as thunder bugled the sleeping soldiers to salute the raingod’s marching; Diligent winds sweep the earth hurriedly as amateur brooks beat a thousand cymbals to be redeemed by an orchestra of river choirs. Forgotten frog poets of three seasons finally gather a mandatory […]
What The Doctor Said by Raymond Carver
He said it doesn’t look good he said it looks bad in fact real bad he said I counted thirty-two of them on one lung before I quit counting them I said I’m glad I wouldn’t want to know about any more being there than that he said are you a religious man do you […]
Tyburn by Ramesh Anand
Tyburn by Ramesh Anand Spring sky, Cranes fly, Bonsai, Mind’s eye, In the dawn of spring sky, cranes flyway In my path of bonsai, mind’s eye day! Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
The Scratch by Raymond Carver
I woke up with a spot of blood over my eye. A scratch halfway across my forehead. But I’m sleeping alone these days. Why on earth would a man raise his hand against himself, even in sleep? It’s this and similar questions I’m trying to answer this morning. As I study my face in the […]
The Passing Cloud by Rashmi Sreekumar
T’heres something over the horizon its slow its crouching but rapidly approaching its dark..and muscular but nevertheless spectacular! it grins…an evil grin its laughter is loud! birds in dismay caught in the spin how evil!! this handsome cloud casting a shadow on his silent spectators he hovers and weeps cold showers he tumbles,and rumbles sexy..almost […]
The Mountain Crumbles by Rashmi
the birth of this mountain so high seemingly nigh has always been uncertain wars on its foothills,floods on its shadows and many forgotten days went by but the lone mountain stood like a shade when it eclipsed the sun stood like a watchtower for the woods waiting for the river herald on its run […]
The Moon’s Truth (before the war) by Reena Ribalow
My plants are moonstruck. Moon dusts their uplifted palms. Onto the terrace sifts the pallid light: on rooftops, on the puppet cars, a winter-colored, phosphorescent breath. My womb is moon-seared and its moonscapes, flat as death. In lunar rays the mind is bent to mutant shapes. Only missiles will flower overhead, their moment’s purgatory paling […]
The Heart Chirps by Ramesh Anand
Within this body lies an essence that resonates: an essence of new born in the spring, ever scenting pleasant, sighting nature through an infant’s eyes, fading worries in the chill wind, floating fearless like an untied kite. I resonate with this essence, when being alone, weighing like a first raindrop, until autumn loneliness and winter […]
The Current by Raymond Carver
These fish have no eyes these silver fish that come to me in dreams, scattering their roe and milt in the pockets of my brain. But there’s one that comes– heavy, scarred, silent like the rest, that simply holds against the current, closing its dark mouth against the current, closing and opening as it holds […]
The Cobweb by Raymond Carver
A few minutes ago, I stepped onto the deck of the house. From there I could see and hear the water, and everything that’s happened to me all these years. It was hot and still. The tide was out. No birds sang. As I leaned against the railing a cobweb touched my forehead. It caught […]
The Best Time Of The Day by Raymond Carver
Cool summer nights. Windows open. Lamps burning. Fruit in the bowl. And your head on my shoulder. These the happiest moments in the day. Next to the early morning hours, of course. And the time just before lunch. And the afternoon, and early evening hours. But I do love these summer nights. Even more, I […]
Stupid by Raymond Carver
It’s what the kids nowadays call weed. And it drifts like clouds from his lips. He hopes no one comes along tonight, or calls to ask for help. Help is what he’s most short on tonight. A storm thrashes outside. Heavy seas with gale winds from the west. The table he sits at is, say, […]
Still Life by Reena Ribalow
Edja in her pale rooms, divesting herself: the walls tinted like the inside of shells (tender and untouched). Her shelves are ordered, her counters stripped and wiped. Refrigerator shelves glitter steel and light: milk, yogurt, eggs incarnate white. Cards crowd the kitchen wall, mute voices calling her to Nadja’s wedding, Eva’s party, the banquet honoring […]
Spring by Ramesh Anand
distant hill a river carrying the spring waters of spring father backstrokes into healthiness spring drizzle the bipinnate leaves fold into shyness spring day spots of rosiness in the bud spring morning a rose wallah dresses a boquet Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Remember the Tick by RD McManes
Remember the Tick by RD McManes life is full of special moments spaces between the lines lines between spaces never knowing how long or short, one may last sometimes we miss them too busy to pause too busy to look too busy to enjoy a simple moment once an analog mechanism rhythmically ticked a systematically […]
re_word by RD McManes
re_word by RD McManes everything changes thus the need for prefix re houses get remodeled old movies become remakes books are reprints stories are retold and even poetry is redone haiku are moments relived free verse resurfaced examples are reread needles are rethreaded lines can be redrawn something to rethink words can be rewritten and […]
Rain by Reena Ribalow
Leaves are gone or barely hanging on: warm, it has been so warm. Tables outdoors, coffee under umbrellas, desert winds that cheat December, denying winter. Newspapers warn of dryness, the aquifers drawing up the earth’s poisons. We have reached the bottoms of our wells; one dare not draw so deep. There is a price for […]
Carnal Knowledge by Rebecca Elson
Carnal Knowledge by Rebecca Elson Having picked the final datum From the universe And fixed it in its column, Named the causes of infinity, Performed the calculus Of the imaginary i, it seems The body aches To come too, To the light, Transmit the grace of gravity, Express in its own algebra The symmetries of […]
We Astronomers by Rebecca Elson
We Astronomers by Rebecca Elson We astronomers are nomads, Merchants, circus people, All the earth our tent. We are industrious. We breed enthusiasms, Honour our responsibility to awe. But the universe has moved a long way off. Sometimes, I confess, Starlight seems too sharp, And like the moon I bend my face to the ground, […]
This Morning by Raymond Carver
This morning was something. A little snow lay on the ground. The sun floated in a clear blue sky. The sea was blue, and blue-green, as far as the eye could see. Scarcely a ripple. Calm. I dressed and went for a walk — determined not to return until I took in what Nature had […]
Photograph of My Father in His Twenty-Second Year by Raymond Carver
October. Here in this dank, unfamiliar kitchen I study my father’s embarrassed young man’s face. Sheepish grin, he holds in one hand a string of spiny yellow perch, in the other a bottle of Carlsbad Beer. In jeans and denim shirt, he leans against the front fender of a 1934 Ford. He would like to […]
No Chance To A New Life by Rashmi Sreekumar
Coffee stains on my table top wilted roses an unwanted doll whats happening here is a life of despair give it a moment, it may all stop. It MAY all stop but lets not be Daft room after room is an empty trap no doors of hope, no help to come so i just stood […]
Live for the moment, be in the present by Ramesh V Deshpande
Life is filled with ups and downs obviously It is never a straight road as everyone wish It is a bumpy ride with fast twists and turns Hence instead of complaining and carping Merrily live for the moment, be in the present. Never ever contemplate on the future rosy For one knows not what lies […]
Late Fragment by Raymond Carver
And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the earth. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems by topic and subject. Poetry Monster — the ultimate repository of […]
Jobless by Rashmi
I dont have money no i dont have money what can i do? when i dont have any? pull up your socks, dont be a sissy i put my leg through but i see my piggy my socks are torn yes they are torn! rats in the house, I couldve sworn! Im hungry oh im […]
I’m not listening by Rashmi Sreekumar
What’s that you say? Your hearts broken in a row? That’s too bad you see Wish I had heard a little more. Don’t look surprised It’s nothing new You weren’t there When I felt blue I pulled my own weight too Through the pains of bullying But I came through I wasn’t complaining. If it […]
Flutter by Rashmi Sreekumar
The Wind caught something in my eye steal away i say But dont come around asking why You couldnt hold it longer a day. Maybe If you listen,if you’re silent you can hear the Flutter Set it free and it will spin you hold it,it will burn you fly along side and it will laugh […]
Fear by Raymond Carver
Fear of seeing a police car pull into the drive. Fear of falling asleep at night. Fear of not falling asleep. Fear of the past rising up. Fear of the present taking flight. Fear of the telephone that rings in the dead of night. Fear of electrical storms. Fear of the cleaning woman who has […]
Drinking While Driving by Raymond Carver
It’s August and I have not Read a book in six months except something called The Retreat from Moscow by Caulaincourt Nevertheless, I am happy Riding in a car with my brother and drinking from a pint of Old Crow. We do not have any place in mind to go, we are just driving. If […]
Circulation by Raymond Carver
And all at length are gathered in. –LOUISE BOGAN By the time I came around to feeling pain and woke up, moonlight flooded the room. My arm lay paralyzed, propped up like an old anchor under your back. You were in a dream, you said later, where you’d arrived early for the dance. But after […]
Butterfly by Ramesh Anand
My romance with efflorescence in an arboretum, Is the most picturesque moment in ultimatum. I can decorate your garden in style, Provided, you keep the flora in pride. Elated to dabble with your child, As long as, both of us get stirred. I can pose in variety of striking colors, Competing positively with seasonal flavors. […]
Bobber by Raymond Carver
On the Columbia River near Vantage, Washington, we fished for whitefish in the winter months; my dad, Swede- Mr. Lindgren-and me. They used belly-reels, pencil-length sinkers, red, yellow, or brown flies baited with maggots. They wanted distance and went clear out there to the edge of the riffle. I fished near shore with a quill […]
Autumn by Ramesh Anand
autumn sky patches of twilight in the falling leaf autumn dawn mother serves white rice on an almond leaf autumn dawn she sees a white hair in my mustache autumn listening deep to my inner voice on a stone bench mother fingers her wrinkles autumn loneliness Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster