Archive for ‘Rana’

February 18, 2015

I Will

by Rana

Launch me into darkness

and I will sculpt the universe.

Bury me beneath the birch’s roots

and I will fertilize a nation.

Tuck me between the covers

and I will give birth to love.

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February 13, 2015

The day, Valentines day poem

by Harry

Poetry challenge: Valentines day poem.

By Rana


There once was a man who got married

to the love of his life. Oh, how merry.

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April 10, 2014

Poetry Challenge: Separated

by Rana


The days have turned

to weeks and months; they burn

against my fingertips

as maturing turns to aging. I’ve learned

that it’s not about the quips

of lyricism and tricks and tips,

it’s about not quitting

when your mind starts to trip.

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March 19, 2014


by Rana

They say it’s wise

to pick your battles,

to avoid the conflict

and preserve the peace.

But what of honesty, what of pride

can be preserved in the face of opposition?

There is something to be said in pride –

there is a pride in being honest with the world,

with one’s self.

One cannot sleep in a bed with

dishonesty between the sheets.

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December 10, 2013

5 Words, 5 Haikus: Growth

by Rana
budding flower by *xsoxprettyxburningx on deviantART

budding flower by *xsoxprettyxburningx on deviantART


The once wriggling

parasite of the womb, now

emerges in bouts

of cantankerous

wails and greedy fingers that

grasp forth to the sky.

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November 30, 2013

Poetry Challenge: Edibles

by Rana

Poetry challenge: Monorhyme.

My stomach can’t keep the pace

with my chomping jaws. Nothing goes to waste

in this household; always the race

to grab the wishbone and crack the case

of beer, not for football but the grace

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November 1, 2013


by Rana

The senses succumb

while a consciousness lingers.

Sinking through the dark,

futile curses toward heavens

sluggishly fly to no one;

a last reach for life.

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October 30, 2013

Poetry Challenge: ABC Poem

by Rana

Almost begun.

Beats of the heart

coincide with heel clicks.

Don’t trip.

Exhale lightly.

Follow the chosen path,

gently guided.

How radiant those

illuminated eyes shine.

Jitters smooth out.

Knuckles, bleached with tension,

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October 5, 2013

Tetractys Poetry Challenge: Captive

by Rana




I’m left behind.

They tell me it’s for my own protection.

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September 15, 2013

Poetry Challenge: Diamante Poem

by Rana


Dominance Victory

Conflicting Confronting Conforming

Let loose the dogs; Those which do not kill us

Building Powering Compounding

Honor Pride


Courage Determination

Toughening Hardening Securing

Mastering of self; The greatness of self

Succumbing Bowing Admitting

Pitiful Useless


Humble Modest

Accepting Simplifying Respecting

Inherit the earth; A reward unto itself

Harmonizing Serendipitous Calming

Tranquil Repose


July 27, 2013

The Story is Told: Loop Poem

by Rana

Poetry challenge: loop poetry.

Of angels and demons,

demons in my view.

View of the world,

world of the living…

living and the dead.

Dead and gone

gone far away,

away and left me nothing.

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July 9, 2013

Oxymoron Poetry Challenge: Opposites Attracting

by Rana


How we build the world on

unbelievable truths and

discoverable mysteries.

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June 27, 2013

Poison Veins

by Rana

Can’t find the stinger;

it drowns in drips and dribbles

of raining oceans

pooling on sun-tanned beaches:

perhaps it was never there.

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June 18, 2013

What We Want Most

by Rana

Revel in the scars

still bleeding out for attention:

Begging for mercy to no one,

our voices echo as empty seashells

lapping at our tormenters’ feet.

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June 10, 2013

Addicted for Life

by Rana



for survival beckons me

to gorge – unsufferable;

subservient to nature,

need to indulge – bitter, sweet.

June 8, 2013

Poetry Challenge: Tanka

by Rana

What It Means

silhouettes stretching

hands held and whispers we share

on bare horizons

that final moment clinging

what it means to say goodbye

June 8, 2013

Ashen Heart

by Rana

From wetlands deep he slunk, emerged

with all the marshlands in his grasp.

Marching west, his army surged

to cast out the people. So came the asp,

contempt in his hollow, ashen heart,

blind beasts in tow. They screech and bellow

his taken name, the seductive Carrow,

Bringer of Glory and breaker of hearts.

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June 7, 2013


by Rana

Letters scatter in fear,

scramble in hodgepodge lines  as I crack

my lead whip against the thin,

flimsy white pulp. In formation,

they present their arms with a

still and silent salute

to the critical opposition,

ready themselves for the slaughter.

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June 4, 2013

Between the Lines

by Rana

Reflected in


cherished pages

I see


not yours

or mine,


not of us,


beyond you,

feats we would

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June 2, 2013


by Rana

Dramatic door-slams are a

demand for deference.

Still, don’t let dampened desires

direct your daily duration,

your delicate drumbeat.

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May 30, 2013


by Rana

We know what we are

to one another.

Miserable until we’re charred,

don’t understand why we bother

to cling at each others’ heels.

Perhaps you aren’t real.

If only my conscious mind

could phase you into nothing;

make you run out of time,

but you’re still chomping

at the bit.

Make it quick.

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May 24, 2013

Poetry Challenge: Self portrait.

by Rana

I’m Reaching

Petite feet, with Schwarzenegger toes,

trying since birth to reach me

to heaven,

or something just as peaceful

and lazy.

Calves the size of

baby cows

from lugging bail

upon bail to the barn ceiling.

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May 24, 2013

Poetry Challenge: Self portrait.

by Rana

Ode to Simple Things

I want to smoke my cigarette with Johnny Depp

on the patio of an Irish café, discussing how his children are doing,

if I would like another beer,

what he will do with his newest role in my newest movie,

and other simple little things.

I want to be confident in knowing

there is absolutely no one watching me change

in the locker room

and laughing into their shirts

so I can’t hear.

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May 17, 2013


by Rana

Someday, the zombies may eat my heart,

but they will never eat my soul;

and bullets can pierce the thickest steel

at point-blank range, I’m told.

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May 15, 2013

Maternal Domination (a message to my mom)

by Harry



genuine appreciation

collides with contempt

as memory upon memory

rolls along the stimulation

that is the holiday

to a point

you’ve always been right

i’ve watched others fail in their attempts

to prove you wrong

a futile pursuit but i was the only one

who knew better

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May 15, 2013


by Harry


I was Davey Jones today,

choking all the lies out their gullets,

not letting up until the reality came spewing out

across the conference room

to drip and slide down the bare whiteboard.

Progress at last.

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