"placeless" poems
I put so much effort into random places,
so much effort into random faces
face it
im faceless
placeless
drifting
shifting
thoughts towards destiny
feeling empty,
wondering whats left in me...?
messages esoteric terrorize my rhetoric
pedestrians staring glaring gazin gotta get a second look
shook
layers shed, fall from those ancient snakes
left for dead
suffocated, stranded
damaged
god ******
this sunless planet is madness
immobilized
try to find sense in a broke world
what are hands without manipulation?
and in life? death is a stipulation
a fools gold is never within grasp
so
clasp delusions Grandiose
with a toast
to sham pain and champagne
emptied grails course through mans veins
oh to see what mirrors saw
would reflections appear at all?
peer into the endless ego
see nothing but self libido
we are all weary travelers,
existences' eternal passengers
remove masks, flasks, end the charade
let serpents slither, and sun bath
away from the shade
embrace the end of nights
push away the start of days
just keep in mind
which way
the pendulum sways
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 10:29 PM UTC
No thought can grasp this
ocean we enter
in Holy embrace
together.
This Placeless place
echoes a memory,
unseen here, only Love
carried in waves of light.
Fingers soft as petals of Lilly
lifting into infinity, touching gently,
with the delicacy of a Lover
bound by Heart to the Beloved.
In Reverence you reach
to meet the unseen song of no-thing
as the One Heart opens, revealing
fragrance mimicing the fields of Heavens on High.
Sharing the feast of Heart
boundless, awake
waves of intoxicated bliss opening This
as He decends upon, as your lips.
Dancing under moonlight
no eyes can see
delighting in poem
no words can speak.
The ocean sings of Silence
to the ship longing for shore
washing away all sense
of "two", all need for "more".
We, ever becoming
take off on a star heading for Truth
and leave the sleeping and waking
to the dreamers.
The Lover's destiny
is the union Absolute,
following the inevitable, miraculous
disappearance of the universe.
Ocean and waves voyaged in Mind
become worldless Void
You and I,
Boundless, Unborn Love
Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 12:39 PM UTC
You see I have a fear of heights
So when dating you every mile we climbed , the tighter I clench to you
You took me to such great heights that I was on a first name basis with the stars and in competition with the sun because of the way you made me radiate
sorry guys , global warming on me
You see our love was like a storm
It was loud it was booming
It was electric. Some would call it shocking while others are afraid of it. But its something worth chasing
We would dance in the rain just for fun and I would catch the drops that fell from your cheeks cuz I imagined they were pure tears of joy
I'd blow you a kiss in a room full of people just so everyone could see its from me to you and be jealous
We would lay in the cool grass while the breeze rippled through your lips as you whispered goodnight
We would stroll underneath the clouds until one day you passed to the place above them
you see it was a 1 empty bottle mistake , that made 2 cars collide , I woke up 3 days later looking 4 you on the day of our 5 year anniversary only to find out you were 6 feet under
Only to make matters worse was my last gift to you remained in my pocket that night ... Now all it is , is a placeless ring of a never ending circle of pain and regret
You see im afraid of falling because after you left I fell from great heights
But then it hit me and it took me a while to figure it out
Just because you left doesn't mean your gone
You see they buried your body but not your spirit or your memory
I can still feel your presence because
When it pours I dance in the rain hoping to be drench in joy
When I see a shooting star I know its you blowing me a kiss for the world to see and be envious of
And when im standing underneath the starry night , I feel the breeze kissing my skin, I know its you whispering goodnight
When the clouds finally part and the sun comes out I start to radiate
You see love is like lighting , it never strikes twice , so you can never stop chasing the storm
You see I thought I was afraid of heights
I thought I was afraid of falling
But it turns out I was just afraid of realizing ill never being that high again
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 10:42 PM UTC
MY Place IS Placeless
Matloob Bokhari
You are moonlight
You are fragrance in the breeze
I am bewildered to see you
I am speechless
In the frenzy of my love
I am drifting in the sea of your love
Now and then ,joy and depression
Dark thoughts and light of love
I am senseless
You and I are inseparable
I want to kiss you with tenderness
I am helpless
I live for you, my love is timeless
My heart ,where you are living,
Has become a room of prayer
All I belong to you!
I am a nameless poet
My place is placeless!
Persian Khushi Sweet and touching
Deanna Caroline Bosworth How precious!...Quite the romantic
Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter Wow, I feel the commitment of your heart...a room of prayer, so very toucing, Matloob. Thank you, for sharing.
Fran Ayers So lovely!!.I missed your poetry!!
Natasha Nabokov Thank you, . Kiss kiss
Barbara Shoetaker You write so passionately.
Demelia Denton A writer of many explicit romantic words Matloob Bokhari ~ Beautifully written
Lindy Michaels Really lovely...
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 10:44 PM UTC
i am not
science
or
maths
or english.
not
of medicine
or engineering
or managenent
neither academic
nor vocational
i do not
belong
to white
or blue
or yellow
not
even
black
not
brains
not
brawns
i do not speak
of any jargon
not
professional
not
unpronessional
*my place
is placeless.
my trace
is traceless.*
colorless
formless.
*only
a
breath breathing
human being*
inhaling
the same air
of socrates
or lao tzu
or alcibiades
exhaling
the air
for more
thinkers
and
tinkerers
i am my past
and my future is i
no matter
who i was
or who i choose to be.
i will be
Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 6:44 PM UTC
please, raise the plea for water
under moons no drop can shine
how could one such tiny fraction
bring about this deadly drought?
rivers flow through course of pipes
sewage is all they'll become
I don't think they should expand
there just ain't no room
hourless, placeless bring no gloom
rather rigid obsolescence
and the river has no room
for any defect
should you find yourself out there
keep the bottle right at bay
you never know
what there is to fill.
Mar 31, 2010
Mar 31, 2010 at 10:44 AM UTC
Your touch disgusts me.
As your gentle hand runs over the raised skin on mine, it reminds me of the poison you call love.
Every rustle could disturb you, every thing out of place in a placeless home could set you of, every success was a failure and every mistake a disaster;
your eyes lost their luster, your face turned sour and your sweet voice would turn into a nightmarish howl.
Your teeth would grind as you raised your palm and before each blow drops of your poison would echo through the walls.
As my little body was contaminated with the colors of your love, my mind became a product of the poison you spat.
Love became violence and I became a work of art as your poison spread through my mind.
I replaced your blues with my reds and whites in the name of self-love.
Mirrors became daunting when the only reflection I could see was the one your eyes projected, the reflection of yet another misplaced thing of your dollhouse fantasy; yet another failure, yet another disastrous creation.
As you became the last prisoner of the shackles of your poison, your carefully constructed fantasy began to crumble and crack.
As you watched the walls fall, the strange silence indicated that you were now alone in the ruins of an empty nest, longing for our presence, our imperfection, our brokenness, our noise.
Your touch disgusts me.
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 8:40 PM UTC
MY Place IS Placeless
Matloob Bokhari
You are moonlight
You are fragrance in the breeze
I am bewildered to see you
I am speechless
In the frenzy of my love
I am drifting in the sea of your love
Now and then ,joy and depression
Dark thoughts and light of love
I am senseless
You and I are inseparable
I want to kiss you with tenderness
I am helpless
I live for you, my love is timeless
My heart ,where you are living,
Has become a room of prayer
All I belong to you!
I am a nameless poet
My place is placeless!
Persian Khushi Sweet and touching
Deanna Caroline Bosworth How precious!...Quite the romantic
Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter Wow, I feel the commitment of your heart...a room of prayer, so very toucing, Matloob. Thank you, for sharing.
Fran Ayers So lovely!!.I missed your poetry!!
Natasha Nabokov Thank you, . Kiss kiss
Barbara Shoetaker You write so passionately.
Demelia Denton A writer of many explicit romantic words Matloob Bokhari ~ Beautifully written
Lindy Michaels Really lovely...
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 10:24 AM UTC
I am not an entity
In this world
Or in the next
I did not descend
From Adam and Eve
Or any origin story
My place is Placeless
A trace of the traceless
Rumi,,,
Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 6:32 PM UTC
Fear and infractions,
Basic senses,
Subtle subtractions,
Delayed response,
Relayed reactions,
Play off the hint,
Winter hue,
Malice tint,
Hateless tasteless,
Faceless placeless,
Placed placement,
Playful payment,
Frivolous and fevered,
Tempered beliefs,
Believers,
Belay the bounty,
Beautiful and temptress trite,
Fracturing county,
Past tense recite,
Fast forward rewrite,
Rewound and respun,
Locked and lead loaded,
Geared and gunned,
Sudden and semi-accidental implosion,
Rewarming,
Sickly hex,
Weakened flex,
Internally overcasted and overtly storming,
Outwardly warning,
Slowly learning,
Forever turning,
And in turn,
Burnt and still laid burning,
Waking a ghostly turning,
Soundlessly and -ly burning,
Smokey on the peripheral,
Ethereal,
Eternally external,
Forcefully feared,
Into inferno,
Out of opinionated opressionables,
Que wide and willingly willed questionables,
Wordlessly whispers with the whim of the wind,
Beget blindness,
Begets mindless,
Begets beauty bound by which beauty begins,
Found fearfully,
Torn tearfully,
Retold beautifully,
Molded after mourning,
Mourned before morning,
Night neared,
Sadness teared,
Tearing soundly on edges,
Destruction and dutiful pirouette,
Tasted tyranny teem and endance pledge,
Irony stills,
And the air dare not forget.
Jun 17, 2010
Jun 17, 2010 at 12:14 PM UTC
Without each other
How could we ever find home
In this placeless age?
Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 5:24 PM UTC
these dark days slowly fade to dark nights,
we fight now for justice, just to keep our minds right
never blindsided by the limelight cuz in hindsight
whats inside will be decided when we hit trife times
now say it five times
we fight now for justice just to keep our minds right
we fight now for justice just to keep our minds right
we fight now for justice just to keep our minds right
we fight now for justice just to keep our minds right
dark days spark ways to face stress
stuck in this placeless mindstate so we chase death
we face death every day but death is faceless
at best the right thing is just the best guess
but restless minds quickly grow weary
we think big and the truths a weapon we all carry
but most fear to lose and cling to every breath
freedom is not a given the blinds on the deck
what u fight for's what you get
I can't be tortured to give up my fortress
neither bought with fortunes
they can rob my orchard, but cant dig up the seeds,
so I shoot for the stars to make them all bleed
just to paint the picture that one day they all fall,
but somehow the worst of them land on all fours
endorsed by the four horsemen
if we play their game we all forfeit never seeing our reinforcements
the art of war we sell it door to door
there's more where this came from stored in distorted forms
seek and destroy their sin secretly kept under the rug
take their gloves off and dig their fingertips for blood
its all love tho I've been appointed to
present my resentment and my point of view
cause I can see beyond the horizon my eyes went
back and forth in time beyond the lies and advertisements
and found things u might find surprising
it entices u when someone slices you and dices
when someone tries to do you what they did to Christ
you feel the crisis you heard lies you hear the cries
give up the slightest fear and fight along the righteous
keep control keep conscious and don't roll with the punches
it might just work you never know just pull the lever,
be the cleverest than let her go
these dark days slowly fade to dark nights,
we fight now for justice, just to keep our minds right
never blindsided by the limelight cuz in hindsight
whats inside will be decided when we hit trife times
now say it five times
we fight now for justice just to keep our minds right
we fight now for justice just to keep our minds right
we fight now for justice just to keep our minds right we fight now for justice just to keep our minds right.
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 6:01 AM UTC
in a world
split into
groups of
two, what
and how and
where
do I belong?
In the gender
binary, I feel
placeless. Not
quite sure if I
will
ever belong
anywhere.
People say that
I am stuck
a woman, that
I
will never be
a real man.
That when
I finally meet
my “well-deserved”
end
I will go to
the bad side
of the binary
of the afterlife.
They say I’ll end
up
in Hell, just
for being me.
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 1:16 PM UTC
All the way to the back
Keep it cold
Mysteries move amidst the crowd
Wake of Leviathans
Pull through, who has your back?
grey friends, placeless, orbits askew
you are a perihelion, a vertigo of swarm technology, existing to exist,
why, why breathe, why currents running tracks, find the summer still, still here
She has blue eyes, is this the future. pulled from the past, so close to dead
one last shot.
Failed itch of v vs. w who wins, deflation, unimpressive
die for this or ever saved by the prince, is the glass coffin too battered?
Did the witch win after all these years, these fractured candy colored clouds,
even death may die
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 12:21 AM UTC
1.
small talk
legs flayed
she says
nothing
a lady
says nothing
right foot on the dreaming wall
shift,
2.
she says i
could have been a son
tap the ***** bone, twice
will my knee,
ankle bend, sweet tooth?
point out where
the corners slope
here, bare
3.
I hate how everyone here has
two fif teens
four thur tees
I have no time
and half a poem
4.
will you be here?
one *** em
5.
the hills know i
could have been a son
my chest is sharp i
am not soft like her
i cannot hold this pose
as long
So come.
6.
prodigal who?
placeless,
desperate curve
hug the lonely back
it's one for tee.
7.
no hills. no
streams no trees no
arms
no fingered palms inside me
useless curve,
reach.
8.
i am the sun
lunchtime, my
appointment
tomorrow, placeless
prodigal
one *** em, when
I am softest when all
edges are hot to burn
softness you want to hold
but won't.
Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 5:12 PM UTC
spanish lyrics all over the
place
placeless
mental bubble
two cities
pending
looking for love
looking for the real one
ain't no fake talk:
looking for the real one
i'd die for you
i'd die for you
for real
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 6:13 PM UTC
*This is a condition
of our true Self
along with others
infinite and luminous
and simply Awareness...
Non-locality cannot
be known by the mind
so how do we approach
and experience this
placeless place..
The words immediate
or simultaneous
or quantum leap
may be hints
to help us recognize
a simple pull.*
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 12:20 PM UTC
This love is going to **** me,
Each remembered kiss, a slice
to my heart, drawing rivers of words,
to exsanguinate on pages upon pages
of never-ending, ending.
Love bleeds like a sorrowful spring
and yet I keep defending, defending.
Tonight is a night to embrace the lover
to rattle our shells from our ocean's echo
and stir like soul winds wound
in contrapposto... An inhale cedes
In a sigh sweet staccato.
Within the offset sheets of folded rose skin
cured as parchment, pages to be opened
A torch cast shadows on the hearts wall
The rose is illuminated by and all
born from the light of creation.
Impregnated by dew, grape swells to a drop
to burst and roll down the blade
of the vintner's sword into the goblet
O tiny red ocean, O fermentation
release me now, the ransom is paid.
He said I've plucked many roses
from countless bushes
Placed them in fine crystal vases.
But you are a garden
and I, to die,
have been placed within you,
In placeless places.
This one catches flight on another's breeze
so many cross winds to the sea
This one leather, that one caramel
to be brindle, to be softened
Kun faya koon, kun faya koon
Be, so it is to be.
Oh God, I hate this distance,
that keeps my mouth watering.
Watering for Thee.
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 5:54 PM UTC
if five minutes where dem
last five minutes of my life
if i died
in five minutes
i would
kiss my kid
hold on to my wife i'd
call my mom
forever
forever
forever
i wouldn't write a bit
i wouldn't eat a bit
i'd have lots of ***** though
i'd trip
i'd get scared
who would not?
placeless
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 10:55 AM UTC
being placeless is exciting.
being loved without disguise can't be described.
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 6:08 AM UTC
hey creampuff
huff this
a jar slides
across a flat and
fractured kibble holder
exhale
creampuff huffs and
~
Sounds unheard
Ripple through the *******
Within here, Placeless,
Are places for everything;
Nothings slipping
Into Nothingness;
Effort-
Less
decay
~
good ****
amiright
his teeths toothless
gaps sing
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 4:46 AM UTC
Teach me to read
the script of the earth.
Teach me to hear
the voice of soil.
Teach me to feel
my place in the vast empty,
without superposition,
to be in one place at once,
not stretched thin,
not placeless.
Sep 18, 2022
Sep 18, 2022 at 8:17 PM UTC
Where are the saints?
Where are the Holy men?
Where are the ones without wanting?
So filled with the unceasing Love of God
They have both His feast and festival
All the time?
Forehead kissing the ground In humble surrender to that which could never be claimed as “mine” or “yours”
but Lives in the land of Beyond
in Graces eternal belonging.
Who forfeit it all
to the ungraspable, unstoppable, uncontrollable Roaring of the
Absolute Unborn Cosmic Form of Love,
that so desires your salvation He destroys you completely so that you may Know Him in Truth and not imagination.
Where are the ones,
Who knocked at the door of their own Heart, and who don’t know whether they were let in, or He was Let out
the ones who have been captured by the Keeper of All Love
who have heard Him whisper inside of them, softly, in the stillness of their Lotus Heart - singing
- I am yours and you are mine -
Leaving behind the question “who’s voice was that? And surrendering their mind and all Brahmas creation at His feet
Finally to roll down the hill laughing as the spark of eternity within dances to a tune that comes from everywhere all at once
Where are the ones so filled with divine rapture, they have entered the Placeless Place of no return and emerged - now - completely submerged - can think of nothing but Him!
The ones who know that we are fed by the sweet Doer of all in our Fasting and when He offers us Dessert! Never taking credit for the Love he offers through us.
The ones who live without shame and let their heart go naked into the Radiant river of love
Where are the ones who’s minds surrendered and hearts thoroughly emptied and plowed
have left the land of desire unmet,
of tug of war with pleasure and pain,
who know the grace of receiving an answer to the defiant longing for the Lord that will take NOTHING less than Him, who have cried the tears that touch Gods heart, and in anguish sung out for MotherFather a sound that echoed so deep within they felt the Holy waking....
who know - through Grace -
the Love that is Divine.
Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 4:36 PM UTC
My soul heard your calling
I came back to you
Burning all the scriptures
Breaking the walls of cultures
I came to take you Where you were not
Where you had forgotten to visit
To take you ,to your deeper self
You had forgotten to visit
I didn’t come to give you physical duties
I am not your karma
I am your suppressed self
I am your pages that can’t be torn
I am your love that lives Inside of your heart
I am your soul that roams Inside your body
I am your abandoned self
That tries to breathe in you asking for life
I am your forgotten self
That wants to be remembered & loved
I am just a denier self that lives
Inside Of you
Came to remind you your own soul’s calling
To visit the hidden self Within you
You were denying for years
To let the piled up emotions Gush as words
I came to empty you I came to love you
I came to give myself
To you
I came to kiss your wound
I came to love you
That’s all I can give
My love
My soul to you
You can’t find me in physical body
Words and forms are too small
To describe me
Find me in infinite
Call me as nameless name
Search me In placeless place
That’s inside you
As your breath
©️Sobbingsoul
Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 1:03 PM UTC
piano keys dance slowly
as the smoke curls
gently
around gnarled fingers
holding the fate of nations
mindlessly
fidgety interns wait for orders
secretly regretting promoting military service
rooms full of children
interested and in-tune
signing up to die –
blankly looking at the clipboard
experiencing wetness in the corner of distraught eyes
visions of burning children and screaming mothers
entire cultures blinked from existence
once again sits at the forefront of options
no longer dissuaded by position
the smallest sound escapes pursed lips
echoing forever in the void –
crimson rivers cascade down suburban streets
the sins of the youth collide with the aggression of the infirm
and treachery once again rules the world
placeless faces taste rusty train cars
the ovens still work, even if they are museum pieces –
daybreak beckons and broken bearded ********
bent on beguiling those beneath themselves
barter for breadcrumbs
billing services and
buttering palms
sit atop fanciful castles
waiting for the next royalty check
……the invention of war
still is prosperous in the right families –
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 10:14 PM UTC