The Redemption
I live in darkness,
the shame of those early years.
Poets Out Of Service
Who tosses loose coins in their car ashtray anymore?
iPhones, smartphones, life is a video camera
ready to shoot, destroy, and expose.
No one reads poets anymore.
Poets Die
In fall, poets stretch arms out
their spines the centerpiece
on crosses on scarecrows,
they only frighten themselves.
Sweet Heart
He’d seen it glint earlier
when a shaft of light hit
the open box.
As He Smokes
He tries to assure himself that he's not but he can't, all evening he cries himself to sleep asking why was he too much of a good thing and too terrible for a bad thing
Fallen Leaf
If only thy could have seen,
Tears behind my smile,
And agony behind my veil.
One Day, You Will
One day, you will see her,
not looking at you.
You'll be in love with her,
but she won't feel the same
You, Myself and Us
We're growing on separate ways
I'm sad that we can't just embrace
I think this is our fate
Scenery
We lean on a barrier,
two meters apart from each other.
Facing the sea; watching the sunset,
The calmness of water makes you move.
Strong Heart
Strong Heart is poem written by Khazran Khan and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Through My Eyes for the month of March Strong Heart Today let me narrate a tale, A tale of a gloomy…
Moon Shapes
They’re hanging like baubles
full moon shapes in the snow
frosty footballs
of light and shade
TIMING
When I saw you,
I felt something inexplicable.
It’s as to how the universe is perfectly aligned.
But no, I don’t love you.