"revenges" poems
moving inland far away from
the coast temptation doth bring
deeper in land the head seems consumed by everything
nearing the coast it's the heart that sings
though inland, my love, you will find me
away from the bogs or the shoals o' herring
holding you at bay with *****
keeping me next to me
wanting tomorrow to be the better day
my mind, an island for tromping shores
different from desert sands
when the tide of your concern reprimands
on this island the shells
are smaller and there are no dollars,
the sea, a shrunken plastic expanse of
syringes and lip balm containers,
soft fluid-filled bodies turned into
sopping brown-bag skeletons,
revenges
of modern life.
there is a rivulet further up shore
do you feel it?
follow the inlet wind
near a candescent pond
there is a house
open the door
if you fall in
a home can be found.
Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 1:37 AM UTC
Alexander k Opicho
(Eldoret, Kenya;[email protected])
The most misused natural resource is animal emotion
Animal jelousy, animal love, animal happiness, animal libido,
Animal compassion, animal grief, animal ogle, animal ***
Animal ego, animal fear or stampede, but animal anger utmost
It is a resource of value and virtue if used in prudence
Least vicious off all lest ghoulish natural disposition
Whose exemplification follows below in juxtaposition;
Out of anger a human animal kills
Revenges in full feat of anger
Causing accidents and damages
In employment of anger to uphold ego
A snake will not bite until ignited to anger
But in its calm state it’s an agent of ecological peace
Lioness is herbivorous in their truce but irascibly carnivorous
Buffaloes only crash if catapulted by anger
But romantically crazy in the emotional bliss
Man is fountain of peaceful jealousy
Man is cradle of venerative bigotry
Man is a well of murderous love
Humanity engendered is matchless ocean
Of cantankerous infatuation crushing for doable
And non-doables, deservation of pity,
All these natural ornamentations
That echo vicious virtues of man
Are protégés of perfected anger.
Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 8:38 AM UTC
In the end
we'll realize that
the revenges we took
wars we fought
battles we lost,
were only self-destructing.
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 1:03 AM UTC
When I watch the living meet,
And the moving pageant file
Warm and breathing through the street
Where I lodge a little while,
If the heats of hate and lust
In the house of flesh are strong,
Let me mind the house of dust
Where my sojourn shall be long.
In the nation that is not
Nothing stands that stood before;
There revenges are forgot,
And the hater hates no more;
Lovers lying two and two
Ask not whom they sleep beside,
And the bridegroom all night through
Never turns him to the bride.
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When I watch the living meet,
And the moving pageant file
Warm and breathing through the street
Where I lodge a little while,
If the heats of hate and lust
In the house of flesh are strong,
Let me mind the house of dust
Where my sojourn shall be long.
In the nation that is not
Nothing stands that stood before;
There revenges are forgot,
And the hater hates no more;
Lovers lying two and two
Ask not whom they sleep beside,
And the bridegroom all night through
Never turns him to the bride.
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Greatest Ever (GOAT)
The greatest ever,
don’t hesitate for the Haters,
I stand here united in love,
while you’re divided as the Equator,
or better yet division equations,
no hesitations I’ve got now don’t care who has later,
baskin in the Florida sun while ballin’ in the fun,
on a beach in Miami with my belly in the sand call me a Gator,
got Florida sun shine in a New York state of One Mind,
in California at Greystone getting more wine from the waiter,
feeling like He-Man at Castle Greyskull getting great skull,
both reckless and tasteful variety the spice of life I like to savor,
and yeah they call me a player but better a player than a hater,
and yeah they call me selfish behind my back then face me and ask for favors,
but I cut through the BS with my lightsaber half Luke Skywalker half Darth Vader,
with no time to waste and no mind to spare so catch me now or see you later,
in the meantime you can find me at the beach,
between just laid and self made plotting revenges and favors,
went from being on the street on my *** with no glass to Best Ever,
fully clothed now with all the bells and whistles from minor league to major,
dressed the nines with my thumb on the button,
and my finger on the trigger,
and I won’t hesitate to detonate,
on any fool that flexes hate because I’m the Greatest Ever,
I’ll spell it out for you,
G.O.A.T.,
and that is the truth,
for real for really,
I’m the GOAT,
setting records and making goals,
so while all the losers are lost in hesitation,
I’m non stop always on the go,
the greatest ever,
don’t hesitate for the Haters,
I stand here united in love,
while you’re divided as the Equator…
∆ LaLux ∆
Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 9:32 PM UTC
On my window sill, perched is a winged being
Unhappy to be sharing space with another form of life
Perplexed as I am, at what my next move might be -
Like it, I do not know what it is like to be bereft of being.
They say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder -
So I behold, and obscurity I see
Chaos and rivalry makes me cringe in my space
Hiding from circles – invitingly tainted.
Yet beauty I had seen amidst the chaotic life
Life – a symphony orchestrated at his free will
Though some notes were beyond my taste
I try to nod along, as if imbibing its grace.
My palms capture the monsoon after the blazing summer
Dark skies are torn open by the mighty thunders
It mellows down, pouring in as cold welcome showers
For halting hectic lives, it also makes some scream.
The earthy fragrance which follows induces in me – sleep
And paves its way smoothly within my tired frame – deep
I see myself relax, though my silence loud-ens
Embracing my soul it blocks out even seldom words that peep.
My life, a duet, maybe composed by time
But sung by me – and I hadn’t followed the rhymes
I tweaked a few tones, I’ve upset the hymn
Wrongly pitched a few notes - maybe missed a few lines!
A silent sigh somehow escapes my pursed lips
As the hurt which instilled it, eats into my will
Though I know I had tried to face it like a man -
I had never run away nor brought about any harm.
I hold no account for the countless days, bygone
Nor try to justify reckless moments, the past has now worn.
I know I have had my razing revenges – few
But I also know I have stood up for all my deeds, lewd.
I have created many bonds for my kids to take along
And broken a few too, for which into pillows I have sobbed
I may not have lived life, the way it was meant to be –
But I know I have lived it true, so now I recede!
Nov 18, 2011
Nov 18, 2011 at 10:51 AM UTC
*Blood Soaked Dreams
Rivals over my nightmares
Truth revenges over the falsifying fact
As rumors fly through my mind
Overtures of enriched fables
Embark on minds’ eye
As it wanders off into depths
Of the journeys awaiting
Peddling right past the path
Interstate mind flare, as it all gets twisted for U-turns
Questioning the mind-erased populous
As one would say… Where to go; Who to be
One’s enjoyment of rightful thought
As freedom expresses its pureness
Theory of moments
Fore the next second could change it all
The belief in the strength of becoming
Only gives the mind its purities
Focusing on the indulgence of knowing
That all will remain okay
Knowing the courageous path to take
A path which enriches the soul
The opening of my beautiful wings
To show all that it’s a brand new day
A lustrous event is about to begin
The striding momentum
Has strengthened its bouts
The meaning of reality
Its blissful harmony
With its surroundings
As life’s doors opened up
To shed a brand new light
A journey opens up
To play in favor
To Truth of Being!!!*
May 20, 2010
May 20, 2010 at 5:29 AM UTC
sweet child...wait a little longer
we are very self-absorbed now
very somber in reflections
on how we have been wronged
by false lovers and the tales they weave
--
we are very absorbed now in these
reflections....(did i say that already
yes yes...i see ...i did)
but we are
so very self absorbed
--
dear sweet child
(oh but i see...you are older now
out the door
what?
sent to fight
in some war somewhere)
---
well
as i was saying
we are so self-absorbed
in the wrongs false lovers
have done to us.............
our revenges and the like
you know
its hard to think of you sometimes
where are you?
oh yes
i said it before
out to war
--
(i read about war long ago in high school
or something
war
yes
im sure i did
read about war somewhere)
----
anyway
what was i saying
oh yeah
about the pain
false lovers have caused me
NOW WHAT?
a knock on the door?
a guy in uniform
holding some letter
hope it doesnt interrupt
my sacred musings
about my pain
Nov 13, 2010
Nov 13, 2010 at 1:21 PM UTC
Costumes though they be many
A changeling you will never be
Your world is that
Of shadows and ghosts
Bearing down upon you
Revenges weight
Of hearts blood spilled
In rivulets of red
Sadness and fear
A shadows tear
Laid low
Forced to bow and kneel
Greediness
Your king
Took your hand and led
You followed blindly
As the dark ones began to sing
Now you regret
Deeds without thought
In the web of deciet
The souls you caught
Bitterness replaced the need of covet
The rewards of cruelty
Lives laid to waste
Sipping the wine
Turned to vinegar
How do you like its taste
Voices of the shadows dripping sweet with promises
It will be the sounds that take root in your mind
Now full of coin you have attained the status sought
How truly little you have gained
So shall your life
Pass through hells gate
The game is over
The shadows await
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Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 9:38 AM UTC
Autumn leaves dance in the wind
As it's breath awakens the trees
The limbs tremble in defiance
As they try to resist the breeze
The trees shiver in the cool morning air
As the dew gives way to the frost
They know their armor will soon be gone
For all of their leaves will be lost
Winter stands ready to enter the stage
And for Autumn to relinquish it's hold
It's time for Winter to abandon it's slumber
And Autumn must welcome the cold
Winter demands Fall's allegiance
Like a General shouting commands
Autumn must follow it's orders
For the time of change is at hand
Winter's cold winds show restraint
As Autumn surrenders in shame
The trees bow in silence
With only Winter to blame
Winter takes it's rightful place
'Til Spring revenges Fall's death
But Winter will battle until the end
'Til it breathes it's final breath
Nov 5, 2010
Nov 5, 2010 at 8:28 AM UTC
This is where it all began,
The civilization of man,
The stones, the walls and the trees,
The sunny clouds and distant breeze,
This is where it all got started,
The sky, the water, the uncharted,
This is where the crow and eagle fly,
The winding roads and blissful nights,
This is where the weather changes,
The storms, the lightning and hail revenges,
This is the place of many, yet few
The place of rest and solitude,
This is where wars are won and lost,
The place where waves roll and toss,
This is where the blood veins flow,
The place of pearl, white and snow,
This is where I may roam,
This is the place I call home.
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 2:33 PM UTC
Pause, and nothing moved for your presence made my world still.
All eyes gazed a single face whose heart I did own is what I thought;
Your world of lies comforted me and I chose not to move into reality.
Many came and went but you still remained as mine and I was envied.
All of sudden on a day I never thought would arise, you asked me to move;
While I lie asleep on the verdant gardens of your colorful canvas, reluctant to go.
For losing you even for a second was a nightmare, living without you, a curse!
And with tears and sobs I did leave, cursing that witch who casted a spell on you!
For the one who thought that forever is eternity, you showed it’s just a second.
You found me not worthy enough to deserve an explanation.
You termed our five years of togetherness as infatuation;
And mocked me by calling her your true love, the one you met five days ago.
Soon after you left he held my hand, aware of the fact that you owned my heart.
He fulfilled all the promises you did to me and he knew I would never be his.
And now that I have decided to be his, why do you ask me about the heart you broke?
You know I can’t see you suffer, and so does she; so no revenges to be taken anymore.
She was an angel in disguise who saved me from a monster like you!
I have no words to thank her all I can gift her is you and only you.
I promise to be always there by you but I’m his one and only anymore.
No regrets but just memories of stranger, that's you.
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 8:41 AM UTC
madness had taken her in the night
she danced naked in the moonlight
screaming of revenges and mysteries wet
when she finally fell to exhaustion's sleep
i tended her fevers but could not ease her mind
which flew like a black raven in the rain
here and there without sense of reason
crying out its displeasure's and it discomforts
a bead with a hole for an eye
her mind was down there in that hole somewhere
she fled in the daylight
and i tried to follow her on down to the swamps edge
but i could not follow the trail further cause it was
into madness she raced with careless abandon
and in the swamps breeding breathing bleeding
that her footfall lead
long days passed without a sign
as i camped there by the dark edge of sanity
waiting for her return
waiting for my loves sweet arms to find me once again
but my only companion was a black raven
he came to talk to me
all those long days under the sweltering sun
and after a time his words became clear to me
after a time his thoughts became mine
told me to dance to the song of the rain
told me to run and seek the sun
in the swamps dark halls
now we are here
living in our own world
and its alright
cause we have our friend
a black raven with a eye like a hole
with a mind like gravel
a mad dream to be sure
but it is ours alone
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 8:32 PM UTC
On the beautiful veil of our Bharat Mata,
Now stained in red—
Children lost their parents,
Wives lost their husbands,
Mothers lost their children.
And...
Demons showed their devilness.
At gunpoint, they asked about their faith,
But they forgot...
For every martyr,
A billion voices rise,
A billion revenges awake—
Not just in anger,
But in unbreakable spirit they can’t shake.
Jai Hind!
We'll rise, we’ll roar, we’ll tear them apart—
With unity in hand and fire in heart.
Apr 29, 2025
Apr 29, 2025 at 10:37 AM UTC
Is Pain becomes part of my life
Or my life becomes part of pain ?
Anyhow knows well that nothing changes
And hope these are not God's revenges !!
Just cried enough for myself
More than that what can I do for thyself ?
Once I thought I can't live anymore
But I think I can't live no more
Without the hope that I can't live anymore !!
Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 10:59 PM UTC
night in a room,
staring at a saddle roof
a race between watering eyes and a shower,
a ********* can just show her glower
life is all about changes,
she is left with just revenges
floor is wet with dew,
she've failed because of a beau
darkness is standing in a queue,
feelng like truth was never true
book in hand,
pages fold
with every page things get old
eyes are glued on memories,
every page is speaking its story
little girl is dancing in a ball room,
with dulcet tones her hearth get bloom
a bed lamp bight to sunset,
and a ball gown turns to gorgette
alas!
it was just a play of woolgather,
still those memories ***** me up as a needle
a little princess is dying,
she've forgotten flying
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 11:13 AM UTC