Confounded Poems - Poems about Confounded

Confounded, to an empty space I send my question mark The voiceless echo blurs my face I send again, when sky gets dark Who’s me? another chimney mouse Most decent of all mice I wouldn’t take your time for hours With me it would be nice To talk about our everydays How well it goes, what’s wrong And what seems right, in...

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Do not mix up evil with good Spread truth is not spread hate Spread hate is spread hate Confounded person does mix up Damn people do it in purpose...

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Silence can sometimes say more than words. Like a voice crying out saying "that's for the birds". In one glimpse of haughty reveals action turned verb. Without out even squeeking you unveil; could be worse? Could be lashing and slashing ripped apart with both hands. Leaving bodies like mountains seething piles of flesh. And though...

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I am confounded, confused, truly perplexed By people who are selfish and mean. Were they abandoned in bathroom stalls? Did they have to survive on a cold tile floor? Was their world so cruel that they think only of themselves? I am confounded, confused, truly perplexed By people who are bossy and belligerent. Do they think this is the way to influence...

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confounded again Croesus latitarsus birch sawfly larvae Found these Birch sawfly larvae (8th June 2018), on a self-seeded Silver birch sapling growing on the upper bank of my pond. Not sure but I think the bright colours could mean they are unpalatable?...

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Just one word only, the world only spoke One language spoken in Noah's time journey from The east descendants Found that there're farrer from God Physically now spiritually so So in this profound disdant Let us make brick Build a city with a tower so high Then we can again touch and talk to Him a tower that'll reach heaven Now nothing is beyond our imagination With...

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Villanelle: Has anyone seen my stray confounded poem Has anyone seen my stray confounded poem Two hundred leagues long ten times as much deep All night I tossed in its wayward waters foam Three lines I wrought short of just one neurone Kept me waking drowsing falling back to sleep Has anyone seen my stray confounded poem Just three words nagging I...

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Trump Confused and Confounded Trump is confused and confounded; Into many crimes became compounded; Constantly confusing; Eating meals refusing; Stupidity is in each word he has sounded. James Thesarious Hilarious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet...

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I hate it that you don't like what I write You'd think at least one time I'd get it right I get first place with others, never you Won't join another one, that's what I will do Consistently put down, oh what a drain! I find your selectivity a pain! Most others think my writes are pretty cool But when I write...

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Confounded landing The more complexity developed within me, was Not finding solution to get rid of inner tragedy Still, increment further to it added, blazes in love piece A torture, torment and scattered feelings Dismantle of roofs ahead and falling down of pillars A long sigh in it, impulse to burn into ashes around Those, grey views of flown hot dust...

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Am lost, petrified, mortified Just the thought of the future haunts my mind Knowing that your path’s becoming so obscure Not a good word about it u can find! Torn between the lines, and pages Of this book we call our life’s story That all this happiness we are told comes with it Is nothing short of an old memory That haunted you...

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Confounded -1- When tension grips and the head reels In its ever accelerated twirl When two rays dangle from two flayed poles, And the dumb loss of a moment’s truth Looks so conspicuous and an eminently Forgettable lapse of an inoffensive world When the gentle...

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CONFOUNDED ( COLLABORATION ) by~ S.Jagathsimhan Nair When tension grips and the head reels In its ever accelerated twirl When two rays dangle from two flayed poles, And the dumb loss of a moment’s truth Looks so conspicuous and an eminently Forgettable lapse of an inoffensive world When the gentle genre to which the slamming Of an ever open door in...

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“My grandfather was strong and mighty, till he died at age of ninety. The clock then stopped to run no more. Then one of my relations wrote a song, sung for generations. I think of it more and more: “My grandfather’s clock was too large for the shelf, So it stood ninety years on the floor. It was taller by half...

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The night was dreadfully dreary, his body old and weary In his bed did hear he— a sound so full of fright. With bolt-upright attention, his breath held in suspension, He sat in self-detention on the bed. His eyes were wide, not seeing, while in the darkness being Perplexed in fright from a sound heard in the night. “Why did I...

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