Emotion Poems
Ego
by Yash Prasad
And over we sat
In a beautiful cafe
with coffee in our hand
we talked about our day
it was just like any other day
and we had a lot to say
but we avoided the heart
because ego was at play
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Yet another rainy day
by Karan Shah
Life’s flown around me
Like an abandoned forest trail
The serene calmness and a burning desire
A trail that is both, Ice and Fire
Teeming with life and devoid of touch
The joyous energy of meditation
And an anxiety, too much
The morning chirps
The calm rays
The creepy webs
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Chaotic emotion
by Khalid Hasan
I stripped my emotion
like petty whore she is
kissing her, dressing her in cloths I love
in her laps I dream infinite cosmos.
though no love, I feel even cherished
the time I bought for me
like winter evening in mellow whiteness
like my beloved in glittering white pool
becoming a part of what is serene
yet she is ever so caring ,
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Vulture
by Sofi Reyes
I am a vulture.
I prey on other people's emotions, and I use them to write my stories.
I go to a funeral and come out with stories of death, and the bittersweet rememberance.
I attend a wedding and emerge with stories of heartbreak and love.
I visit the hospital, and leave with stories of life and death, love and hatred.
I am a vulture.
I feed on other people's emotions because they are easier to understand than my own.
MEMORIES
by Sheela Devi
Memories dont need a wide time span or space,
Mementoes are they, to the remembering mind.
Some wane away slowly for a short time gap:
Come crowding back,to charge the grey cells .
A room, a spot on a wall or a cry from afar, can tick us back,
Boomerang those varied memories, to cling on to man.
One cannot run past or trample with memories,
Once embedded in mind, they refuse to budge.
Wounds heal,with some embalming memories :
Sounds strange, though they
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"A song with no melody."
by Dylan Wu Rong
In each note that he played,
in the notes resonating from his fingers as he strung the thread,
I saw a fragment of something pure-
like the white snow of the first fall,
the cold dew of the dark dawn.
And within the purity it held, hidden was remorse and languor.
Away from the eagle eyes of mortal beasts,
I saw him succumb to the regret,
the regret that he never owned,
and a part of me wants to soothe him,
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Lost for loss
by J’kuan Liverpool
I torture myself with these thoughts ,
Trying to make sense of me crumbling ,
A strong enough breeze could turn me to dust ,
But the wind is stalling it’s just dark and cold ,
I’m surrounded by a cage of broken glass ,
Picking up pieces of myself cut me little by little,
I’ve be played with broken & left for garbage ,
Once treasured with care , affection and love ,
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Fear - An unavoidable emotion
by Maryam Tawfiq
Fear, a word so grand
Where every decision we make,
Lies in our hands.
It protects us from harm
Yet kills us mentally
Life wouldn’t be challenging.,
If we didn’t have problems to solve eventually.
Phobia a word so vast,
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A Feeling I’ll Never Have Again
by Antonio Hamersky
I felt boundless out north on Knox on a
cold turn of the just-after New Years.
Even though it was a new year,
there was a chance to be a new person,
There’s always another chance,
there will always be another chance
Though this was something I never really knew
Until that time I felt boundless out north
On Knox on a cold turn just after New Years
Dear Walt
by Antonio Hamersky
I have hope and I have joy and I have these feelings of the soul
I rejoice in the ability to feel with the fingertips that seem like a divine gift,
the feelers printed with symbols and circles so archaic
I run these gifts across every surface they come across,
with permissions I ask the wooden table so far from home if I can feel its grooves,
I ask my enemies if I can shake their hands,
I ask if I can judge the sharpness of the blade
I ask if I can feel the fungi, or the leaves or trees,
I ask Mother Nature if I can run my hands through her tallgrass,
Though I’d never be worthy enough to even attempt to braid her eternal hairs
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