Beautiful Moroccan by Stanley Wilkin
Dressed in black, dark eyes amused She strolls into a room With the specialised tread Of a femme fatale, Tossing her streaming hair in arrogant joy. Her perfect body Contains the calm and unexpected force Of the sea, shifting in a moment between Reason and fury. She graces the men with sure-footed Arabic, Stark, sibilant, […]
Ambrosia by Sonya Ki Tomlinson
Ambrosia by Sonya Ki Tomlinson I covered your wound with a piece of my heart what will it take to stop the bleeding here is my love don’t be afraid when our lips meet radiant petals burst open Drink in the Light of the sun Copyright ©: 2013 ————— The End And that’s the End […]
Alternate Destination by Sriparna Bandyopadhyay
ALTERNATE DESTINATION The Sky is grey in shame. Because celluloid steals it’s Blue To capture games of worms – Reverse evolution from Human to Protozoa. Venus’s gradually losing her shine Due to filthy eject Masculine. The Earth suffers infection all over her Overcrowded body to pollute the Galaxy. Humanity is in desperate search for an […]
Adaptation by Sriparna Bandyopadhyay
Adaptation As long as conscience is not deaf Pains cannot go in silent exile. Frustrations are so shameless Not ready to hide behind a smile. Who am I to register protest? Neither a celeb nor a declared activist- Speechless though having words Boiling in furry, stinging inside to bleed. Better I read a news paper […]
A Veterans Memories Breeze By In the Wind by Stacey Chillemi
As the breeze sets in And the sun sets down on me I comfortably sit on a cliff with my dog Biff Watching the waves of the ocean Dance onto the ocean shore As I sit with my arm around my best buddy Biff Pondering about the good old days Oh, how I remember the […]
A Man, They Made a God by Walid Saba
He danced with harlots He drank with thieves He ate with beggars He slept with killers He conversed with the humble They believed … He defied the high priests He shunned the kings He ridiculed the powerful He snubbed the rich They killed him! And erected a church … In His name Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
A Kind of Life by Stanley Wilkin
Crystallising thin white light Decked with ancient portraits, The air heavy with dust. Beneath the glittering floorboards Rodents scurried, smelling out crumbs. This was where The old man walked at the very end Of his very long life, grappling With pitiless unforgiving memories. In this garish, gargoyle haunted house Amidst the enduring pine trees he […]
A Gemini’s Hurt by Stephen Allen
Winged love lost its wings, striding In another disguise which frowns At he which clod in a mourning glow, A woe as never shined so bright insight. Killed by his own fear In a dream that shed distilled tears. In a crystal drop Joy flat lined on his cheeks, But he hugged that smile in […]
A Dogs Love Is a Never Ending Game by Stacey Chillemi
As I stand beneath the open sky As the heat from the sun pours deep into my soul I quickly stare at the snakeskin clouds that fill the deep blue skies above “Woof! Woof!” My big blue eyes quickly gaze straight ahead Into the big green fields that circle around us Here comes my dog […]
A Carta/The Letter by Soaroir de Campos
A Carta/The Letter by Soaroir de Campos me postei dormente em torrão de turfa seca como resto de amaryllis esperando Maio. lembra-se? as cores estão se transmutando o céu já é azul-inverno tudo por brotar – do estômago às órbitas esperando resposta. Free Translation by Soaroir The Letter I laid dormant in Dry-turf clay As […]
Weak by Tanisha Avarsekar
I think my memories are starting to wrinkle, Bonds seem to have started to shrivel. My energy to duel with reality is slowly depleting. But until this battle is over, I don’t think I’ll be leaving. The future is fogged up, The past turning pale. Not sure where I’m standing anymore. Not sure where to […]
The battle of fire by Tanisha Avarsekar
The battle of fire, rages on and on. Turning all black. Turning all hard. No difference does it make of the arrival of dawn. However affected the outside world is barred. Fiercely ablaze, everything here is equal. There is no difference, between the next sequel. You fight back, and the fire will rebel. A little […]
Taketh away by Tanisha Avarsekar
When what was there now is gone. When now it’s dusk, but what I’d seen was dawn. When what I’d embraced, now is mist. When I held a hand, but found an empty fist. All is lost and it’s a lonely day. ‘Cos what the Lord giveth, he taketh away. ————— The End And that’s […]
So tired by Tanisha Avarsekar
Sometimes, I get tired of never being able to forgive myself. Tired of being forced to repeat my mistakes. Sometimes, I get tired of being misunderstood. Tired of choosing to battle alone. Sometimes, I get tired of having to be who I’m not. Tired of lying to myself. Sometimes, I get tired of having to […]
Silent consolation by Tanisha Avarsekar
When I sit alone in the quiet of the night, Knowing that I’m all alone. Surrounded by what has generously been showered on me, Nothing that I’m worth. The silence of midnight comes to offer consolation, With a gentle breeze and a rush of strength. Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Life a chess game by Tanisha Avarsekar
Life is like a chess game. Every move you make is challenged. The slightest of your mistakes is avenged. The entire game lies on your choices. It is hard to keep a count of your losses. To get something you have to give up something else. And what you get is always compared to what […]
Life a battlefield by Tanisha Avarsekar
An armor of love you enter wearing. This war is a tough one, so say even the most daring. When betrayal stabs in the heart, and your self confidence starts to fall apart. Someone’s kindness comes to help you heal. Teaching you to for others feel. Then just when you’re recovering there is a new […]
Late realizations by Tanisha Avarsekar
Failed at every part. Failed at every stage. With the dark ink of past fears, ruined every fresh page. Permitted myself to drown in the ocean of my tears. Let my future by others be steered. Walked stamping on all the new leaves, I had once turned. And realized my mistakes, only after it all […]
Halo by Tanisha Avarsekar
Have a clean conscience, As white as can be. Pure and transparent, Not a speck of negativity. Not a bout of guilt, or a drop of grief, All your thoughts, a little more deep. And then you’ll see a halo… Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Grey eyed Goddess by Tanisha Avarsekar
Oh Athena! Oh Grey eyed Goddess! Oh queen of wisdom! Oh lady of knowledge! Oh mother of all skill! Oh Pallas! Oh virgin mother! Oh sister of love! Bless me. Blessed be. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems by topic and subject. Poetry Monster — the ultimate […]
Everything ends by Tanisha Avarsekar
Flames will turn to ash, Feelings will be abashed. Thrills will come to an end, Rules are meant to be bent. Money will not forever survive, We will be bored of everything that we’ve tried. It will rain on a sunny day, The sea will rise and wash the glee away. Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Damned by Tanisha Avarsekar
The burden I carry, I shouldn’t be. Just one question… I don’t deserve it. Why me? Forced to trust and smile. Forced to cherish that I’m alive. Punish myself harder, but not the guilt. The land is there, but never the silt. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. […]
Compromising my ego by Tanisha Avarsekar
Only for the sake of victory, am I taking this. Otherwise I would’ve long showed you your place. I’m not afraid to disrupt your pride. My obedience to your wishes is only because I have been taught to respect. Don’t cross the line with me. You won’t win the fight with my fury. Remember, you […]
Both ways I lose by Tanisha Avarsekar
When you jog, I’ll run. And when you run, I’ll sprint. When you win, I’ll lose. But when you lose, I still won’t win. Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Blue flower by Tanisha Avarsekar
Just when life was starting to bloom, Karma came and turned it to gloom. With only anguish the plant was fed, It had a beautiful blue flower, Now all its petals are dead. Their colors lost in my memory. Copyright ©: 2011 Tanisha Avarsekar ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry […]
Blue eyes by Tanisha Avarsekar
Those blue eyes, they tell a story, Of far beyond and life not merely. Their mysterious coldness too has a reason. Sometime ago, they too had freedom. Now they just beg to be heard. Loss of glory once occurred. They just want another chance. Another look or another glance. ————— The End And that’s the […]
Be there for me by Tanisha Avarsekar
When it finally happens, I expect you to be there for me. I may not have enough energy then to be able to ask… But stand by me, and tell me what’s right. Be my courage, and make me fight. Make sure I survive that ugly phase. ‘Cause I may not even want to live […]
An ode to you by Tanisha Avarsekar
I have made many mistakes in my life. Quite a few of which, you have had to pay for. For some of them, I have gotten an opportunity to apologize. And for some I never will. But however, you must know… That I appreciate everything you do for me. All the misery that you bear. […]
What time are we living in by T. Wignesan
What time are we living in It’s not if but since the future can be told To a broadly verifiable degree What time are we living in: present old Future or has it all gone past already Don’t tell it for honours to politicos They hanker after two-bit history lines Don’t even […]
Villanelle: Oscar Victorius by T. Wignesan
Lock not the door in the face of your fate The intruder lies dimly in your place Will he die for you were he your true mate Soft the dark wind taps in every haste late Makes your darling come lie by your fire-place Lock not the door in the face of your fate Harsh […]
To the author(s) of Manimekalai by T. Wignesan
“Apart from its popular conception of transmigration, (which is) sometimes almost humouristic, Manimekhalai offers a documentary contribution of immense value, under an easily accessible form, on the philosophical speculations of Ancient India. The cosmology of Sankya, the scientism of Vaisheshika, the logic of Nyaya, the materialism of Lokayata, originally related to the Ajivika tradition, (all […]
To Don Quixote, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s A Don Quichotte by T. Wignesan.
To Don Quixote, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s A Don Quichotte by T. Wignesan. To Don Quixote, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet : A Don Quichotte (Poem written in March 1861 that I would Verlaine had dedicated to the Grand Dear Old Man of Letters : Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra – with kind permission, of course, […]
To a woman, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet: A une femme by T. Wignesan.
To a woman, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet: A une femme by T. Wignesan. To a woman, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet : A une femme (In this traslation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet : « A une femme », I have retained the rhyme scheme to the letter, I hope. T. Wignesan) To you these […]
To a person, they say, frigid, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: A celle que l’on fit froide by T. Wignesan
To a person, they say, frigid, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: A celle que l’on fit froide by T. Wignesan To the person, they call, frigid, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem : A celle que l’on dit froide (Poem written on September 5, 1889 at Aix-les-Bains, which I found a bit jarring with abrupt exclamations […]
The Virgin Maid of Orleans, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet: La Pucelle by T. Wignesan.
The Virgin Maid of Orleans, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet: La Pucelle by T. Wignesan. The Virgin Maid of Orleans, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s La Pucelle To Robert Caze* Even as the blaze crackled around the stake’s pyre, Joan was deafened by the clergy’s brutal chanting, Harsh eyes with hate from all the windows demeaning, […]
The Evening Soup, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: La Soupe du soir by T. Wignesan
The Evening Soup, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: La Soupe du soir by T. Wignesan The Evening Soup, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s La soupe du soir To J.-K. Huysmans (Verlaine here paints a stark tableau of working-class or peasant life shorn of any symbolic or imaginary references. Even if I see no reason to keep […]
Prison Souvenirs, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: Prière by T. Wignesan.
Prison Souvenirs, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: Prière by T. Wignesan. Prison Souvenirs, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem : Souvenirs de prison, March 1874* (Verlaine was sentenced to serve a term of two years in prison for having shot his erstwhile lover in the arm/hand, the legendary poet Arthur Rimbaud, ten years his junior, on […]
Prayer, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: Prière by T. Wignesan.
Prayer, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: Prière by T. Wignesan. Prayer, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem : Prière (One of Paul Verlaine’s later poems, after having gone through early success as a poet, love, family life, and yet another kind of relationship with Rimbaud, crime, prison, drunkenness, unrequited love, divorce, and intense inner turmoil. T. […]
Post coitum omne animal triste est sive gallus et mulier by T. Wignesan.
Yes, no cockerel who rules the cackling roost Will stomach slander from Latin master; But who will stand aside and let the ghost Of hints slur old motherhood’s register. Manhood must of needs hang its head in pain After all the sweat and toil in loins of love; After millions of squiggly soldiers in vain […]
Plaidoirie for a “Prince” of Jaffna by T. Wignesan
“We learn from history that we learn nothing from history.” George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950) Nobel Prize by T. Wignesan Blue blood gushes when heroes die From gory wounds on battlefields Not in castle intrigues when for a lie Crowns use commoners as shields. A royal house does not construct itself After centuries have broken tradition […]