Calm Poems
Only These Two Know
by Callie Hayes
Tucked away in the corner,
in the slowed-down dead of night,
the lovers cuddle closer
away from any light
His arms wrapped round her waist
so steady and so slow
The embrace is filled with so much love
Love that only these two know
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Sick Morning
by Beatrice Knox
Blinds separate from each other
Light sneaks in
Touching the walls of my room
Touching my closed eyes
I open
Ruby red in my face
Brush it away to get a clear view
Of the eggshell ceiling I see everyday
I sit up
Stretch my sleeping bones
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Voice of the Voiceless
by Ayatullah Nurjati
In twilight’s fading glow, a voice stirs unseen,
It is the song of those from shadows gleaned.
They Walk with broken backs, hands worn and bruised,
Society’s edges, abandoned and used.
Is justice but a whispered prayer in the dark?
Or does it stand, a flame, a fierce spark?
To the powers that sleep in golden halls,
Hear now the cry from those who crawl.
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As we search
by Carl Sinderby
All i am in this moment is bare
a complete vision of myself
nothing to hide, something to share
the simplicity of being real
gracefulness in showing your true self
your beauty is within the love you show.
Sharing emotions without boundaries
listening to your self belief
finding freedom in your forgiveness
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Seabed
by Sidney Carneiro
below the billows
listen to the siren’s song
place your fears to bed
Pomelo
by Kimani Hare
An even thicker rind of bitter pith,
Estranged from the serenity that lies outside its comprehension.
For what resides within is a supple flesh dissonant to its confines,
Exuding a sweet nectar that remains clothed in the abstract.
But the bitter fruit thrives in its circumstances.
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Voice of the Voiceless
by Ayatullah Nurjati
In twilight’s fading glow, a voice stirs unseen,
It is the song of those from shadows gleaned.
They Walk with broken backs, hands worn and bruised,
Society’s edges, abandoned and used.
Is justice but a whispered prayer in the dark?
Or does it stand, a flame, a fierce spark?
To the powers that sleep in golden halls,
Hear now the cry from those who crawl.
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The Outcome
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Calm.
Grinding gently the ingredients of patience.
The somnolent waves mourn.
There are no tunnels under the seas,
But vistas cut open through
Creeping lights foreshadowed by the
Debris of epochal wrecks.
Calm.
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Feather
by Leo McManus
Feather-light and soft,
Drifting gently on the breeze,
A gift from the sky.
Graceful and serene,
Floating effortlessly down,
A symbol of peace.
A fleeting moment,
A reminder of the divine,
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Empty Chest
by Kailey Norris
I feel my heartbeat through an empty chest,
Calm is a state of mind.
A state of being.
Physically, calmness is the ability to block the mind,
Focus on slow breaths and smooth heartbeats.
11/19/23
