Treasure Island

New Poems


 

Title Poet
The Look
The look
In his
Aparna Chatterjee poet by Aparna Chatterjee
on 9/13/2014
Sadly happy!
The edges of many 1000 and 500 rupee notes
are clipping my dream wings before my eyes!
PARTHA SARATHI PAUL poet by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
on 9/13/2014
The Gentle Breeze
I stood for a while
and let the gentle breeze caress me
David Harris poet by David Harris
on 9/13/2014
Grown up
The wind came and she let it pass
Through her hair when she was a young lass
Tiku akp poet by Tiku akp
on 9/13/2014
Beware The Looks That Look Away!
find The Light,
turn not your back
tolu ogundare poet by tolu ogundare
on 9/13/2014
Of The Room: Perspective 2
While looking into his eyes, I see forever
And forever the oceans of love and life with him
Aaron Allen Woodall poet by Aaron Allen Woodall
on 9/13/2014
Mid Atlantic Dancing
In the early hours I make my visit to lift her from slumber
Two reasonable people long run past youth's sanctioned madness
Terence Murphy poet by Terence Murphy
on 9/13/2014
- I -
I
Died
Aparna Chatterjee poet by Aparna Chatterjee
on 9/13/2014
New York
but I think the city is under our feet
the sounds of dream and determination
john tiong chunghoo poet by john tiong chunghoo
on 9/13/2014
Cleopatra the Matron
I have always loved you said Apolodorous the slave
And I have always known, Queen Cleopatra replied
Terence Murphy poet by Terence Murphy
on 9/13/2014
Of The Room: Perspective 1
Sitting, I can see the flame from the candle
The shades drawn, napkins red, the vase reflects her face
Aaron Allen Woodall poet by Aaron Allen Woodall
on 9/13/2014
> Something <
Something
Within me
Aparna Chatterjee poet by Aparna Chatterjee
on 9/13/2014
Brushes Of Michelangelo
Through the brushes
of Michelangelo
Saiom Shriver poet by Saiom Shriver
on 9/13/2014
Antiantiquarian
Freedom loving Aquarians
are antiantiquarian.
Saiom Shriver poet by Saiom Shriver
on 9/13/2014
Lost In Again
Infactuation turns to growth,
The realization that we aren't as perfect as eyes let on,
Kewayne Wadley poet by Kewayne Wadley
on 9/13/2014
The Broken Reed
Purely wooden, purely golden
Too tiny and skinny unrecognized
Nwagboso Kosisochukwu poet by Nwagboso Kosisochukwu
on 9/13/2014
Down
Tangled in the clouds
A drop fell from the sky
Aaron Allen Woodall poet by Aaron Allen Woodall
on 9/13/2014
Steer clear your Soul
Flooded in the streets
were dreams of hopes
Bernedita Rosinha Pinto poet by Bernedita Rosinha Pinto
on 9/13/2014
SENRYU (5-7-5)
Ant was busy to store,
And they were enjoying the treat,
Aftab Alam poet by Aftab Alam
on 9/13/2014
Uncle Sam
They say that he is my uncle,
I say that he is not and it's a scam
Randy McClave poet by Randy McClave
on 9/13/2014
Someone has told you my name
That day you hugged me, kissed me,
'My brother I am proud of you',
Aftab Alam poet by Aftab Alam
on 9/13/2014
A Vengeance
Beautiful buds, born together,
On a branch, inches apart, forever met
Sushruta Mishra poet by Sushruta Mishra
on 9/13/2014
Solitude
Isn't it pleasant, being in solitude
When there's neither brass nor flute,
Sushruta Mishra poet by Sushruta Mishra
on 9/13/2014
Fallen Vanir
Those who cried and wailed by the bludgeoning of chance,
who withered and perished with the relentless desert sands.
Sushruta Mishra poet by Sushruta Mishra
on 9/13/2014
An Odd Afternoon.
We woke to a loud snap, interrupted mid-day nap.
Hoarse and shrewd; a fear rose and subsided, nothing new.
Sushruta Mishra poet by Sushruta Mishra
on 9/13/2014
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