Narrative

Poem -

Open Front Door

Open Front Door

Not old enough to fully call myself a man, yet the front door was open wide,
At the edge of this...

Poem -

TOURIST'S EYES ( MY CITY)

TOURIST'S EYES ( MY CITY)

To see my city through a tourist's eyes
Must be full of wonder and great surprise
The things...

Poem -

The Greatest sire

The Greatest sire

I will build my own empire
Out of nothing and raise my royal seat higher
I will gather wood...

Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Poem -

Deadbeat

I used to think I needed you.
To help me be strong, disciplined when mom wasn’t listening. But now I...

Poem -

Release me

Release me

Say my name three times
Pull me into your world
Let the fog rise and fall
Honey I'm...

Poem -

To The Women I Once Was

To The Women I Once Was

To the woman I once was, may I be proud of who I am,
May my battles be fought with pride, not shame...

Poem -

MRS ROYAL

MRS ROYAL

She has attended almost every funeral and wake
Mrs Royal though is an imposter and a fake
...

Poem -

Dark Shimmer

Dark Shimmer

I saw you fall
I saw you dead
I saw you inside
The memorie is still in my head...

Poem -

Glamour

Glamour

“My thongs puffed with pride after my 50 minutes pedicure,
From head to toe, I am a damsel I was...

Poem -

For Mum,

Tea stained walls of the women’s hall,
Stepped outside for a breather.
Screams and cries came...

Poem -

Under observation

Under observation

Behind the scene, one love story written
Under observation, the poet writes
I did not ever...

Poem -

A feel

A feel

Writing settles the mind
Around the places of the meet
As if, debts paid-off slowly
...

Poem -

Situations

Situations

“ They led me from light to darkness and darkness to light,
Plethora of thoughts oozing out like...

Poem -

Deep Down

Deep Down

“Its not the breeze that gushed through my secret realms,
And not the wind that coughed through my...

Poem -

Gender

Gender

“Life began in the lap of your womb no wonder,
The ecstasy of emerging out from that cosy shell...

Poem -

Carry On, Vice!

Carry On, Vice!

Your torture and torment days are over,
Leave me be.
I used to love your pain we exchanged....

Poem -

NOT a sporty person

NOT a sporty person

I'm not a fan of football,
rugbys' kind of lame,
i really do hate tennis,
chess is...