Democracy Poems

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Democracy

Democracy prose poem

Along the way to Washington, a red Indian is still holding in his hands his scalp and a quiver filled with stock exchange, while not comprehending why European prisoners carried old Athens on the ship of Columbus and settled at

True Freedom True Democracy

True Freedom True Democracy prose poem

After many years of slavery we still end up being enslaved today After many years of exploitation We are still being exploited till today Oh! brother is revolution time is time to live in a real world stand up and

The Democracy

The Democracy short poem

With stoicism writ on face I invite the chisels for giving birth to a dialogue between me and the shaper. Where did the things go wrong in making the life a simple page to write a beautiful poem? Buddha give

Democracy

Democracy short poem

To slice a hope in stark terror he thought to bid holy goodbye to destiny, and let himself go in the shadow of weeping deads. The orange moon looked mutilated. Quietly stood a suicide bomber, ready to get killed for

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Phantoms

Phantoms short poem

Little child in me remembers the phantom, Muscular and masked, Penetrating eyes, Outwitting the enemies in a flash, Reading with bated breath; Here I am glued to the screen, Phantoms running and scaling heights, Crawling with creepers around, With little

Social Justice And Chritianity

Social Justice And Chritianity prose poem

While striving to be a good person and being socially concerned I do not believe in utopia. I do not believe in the perfection of man on this earth. I do not believe man can make a just and good

Fela Kuti

Fela Kuti long poem

You got a part I got my broken heart Live and let them walk Build a bridge and break that wall Look up at the sky, without any pillar it never falls Wake up and stand tall This world is

In Memorium– Lest We Should Forget

In Memorium   Lest We Should Forget prose poem

Let us all bow , my countrymen In reverence, and gratitude To the memory of those bravehearts Who stood like an iron wall To defend the sanctity of Parliament The all faith shrine of democracy Despite death dancing around In

A World

A World prose poem

…like no other. Tiny blue speck in a void unfathomably large. Self aware beings truly not aware of much. Self impressed with no reason to be. Obsessed with sex and violence driving forces of existence. Compression point coming. Evolution of

Who Is The Reader Of Poetry

Who Is The Reader Of Poetry short poem

Are you educated? Have you an injured heart? Have you a purified brain? Do you believe in truth? Are you alone? Do you seek problematic truth, solvable truth, real magic? Are you a secular person? Do you believe in democracy?

Attention Crusaders

Attention Crusaders long poem

There’s a saying I know well, The road to hell, Is paved with good intentions, Pay attention crusaders, Freedom fighters, And bigot haters, When I was young, At heart and in mind, My kind of justice, Was just as true,

In Front Of Our Eyes

In Front Of Our Eyes prose poem

It’s happening right in front of our eyes. We who live today are right in the middle of it. Being swept up in the wave breaking on humanities shoreline. The global brain being born all around us, exponentially expanding, most

Sad Woman In Me!

Sad Woman In Me! long poem

People crying in the east and west Few for the dreams built to be the best Few for the food or attack of pest Few for the losses with wounded chest Few over their davestated nest Pity for few and

Extraordinary Pillars Of These United States.

Extraordinary Pillars Of These United States. elegy

George Washington and Abraham Lincoln commanders in chief epitomized supreme martial mien and vocalized special flair talents summoned from their native heart-land motif in Modus Operandi of bootstraps dare acquired evanescent mythic reverence extant within bibliographic brief and closest role

Revising

Revising short poem

The fleshless hands lift the obscene violence of man for life after. The vacant eyes will search for the keys to open the sea of blood, faltering on umbrella of imitation rain of democracy. Age reaches the wolf’s den I

To Motherland

To Motherland short poem

I love thou not, o land of high hypocrisy, My country of the totalitarian democracy! I’d rather not hear thy people’s speech Or behold thy men’s disgraceful binge! I love thou not! If thou be a chariot, Old steeds are

One Nation????

One Nation???? prose poem

We Talk about a Nation Under God, My how wrong have we become. We stand divided on so many things, Even on God’s name we have shunned and try to pretend that it means nothing, to everyone . Many profess

Terminal Liver Cancer

Terminal Liver Cancer elegy

It is not on you, dear poet, but on your Nation, and its rulers, spread all over Their body, mind and soul; irreparable, Their cancerous thoughts and deeds; ‘The red salute’, they offer to all, a mean, Cheap and cruel

The Redundant

The Redundant short poem

In a temple without god, They performed a cryptcastration on a colossus, targeting a total annihilation, and liquidation of a beautiful saga. And then, layer by layer unspeakable pain was released. Nobody looked at my red eyes. Half dead, half

Noam Chomsky Is Crazy

Noam Chomsky Is Crazy short poem

Noam Chomsky must be crazy What else can he be? He says America commits war crimes And he’s said it many times. How that can be true I haven’t a clue. How can anyone doubt That America is all about

Unmade Future

Unmade Future short poem

A golden cave was afraid Of a blue thrust. Hands were not able to console the mirror. Let us step back for a last laugh. You were talking to yourself when the canary was set free from the house arrest.

Welcome to the jungle

Welcome to the jungle short poem

A society that has to put all types of animals in cages and not let them free Consequences make it because humans will kill anything even you and me The human race has won and lost so much can’t you

Serial Depletion

Serial Depletion short poem

Effectively in givenness; stranger in one’s own house you search the detritus for a lost face. Stay closer to me, O walls I am catching fire. Draw the blood from my veins and taste me. The otherworldly glow of the

Mosaic

Mosaic short poem

Snippets of truth come to you, when you chase the anger and set yourself on fire. An intimate slap of a fall guy rages after the defiance. You are no longer bleeding gold. A windowless home for the defiled, waits

Monilia

Monilia short poem

Irreverent arsenic of lake bottom was seeping in me I was riding on waves, moon-stuck. The nude shot of anemone, blindfolded after the criminal assault. Why they were throwing the lewed comments? A raw cave of white pain, drags the

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My Name Is Richa

My Name Is Richa prose poem

My name is Richa… Does it really matter?! It could’ve been Mala …Seema…Sita..Nirbhaya or even Chabili.. In the end I would’ve been married to a much older man.. or abandoned after impregnating in a forest.. I wash utensils …clean floors..

Life

Life short poem

I know not when I have to quit But I do know I have to quit Life looks so rosy in spite of me often experiencing the thorn Every morning when I get up I feel I am born afresh

The Haunting

The Haunting long poem

one night in the end of October drifting through the woods there rose up a demonic creature that would haunt the neighborhood one such occasion it bit this little girl in the neck blood soaked her dress & she was

Boundless

Boundless short poem

I carry within me the warmth of the sun as the daylight fills my face with radiance. In the midst of it’s glaring beams I let my soul dwell in love and embrace peace. My feet, crafted with gracefulness sturdily

Raw Emotion

Raw Emotion long poem

Live every day like it was meant to be, helping all those who want to be free. Feel the warmth in a genuine smile, a childish giggle can bridge the miles. Surround everybody with happy ways, bask in the heat

Liberated Woman

Liberated Woman long poem

The Thorn that was struck in my foot is now removed I am now fit to dance to my very own tunes Henceforth none can stop me from dancing as I AM now like a bird flying free and henceforth

Silence

Silence elegy

Sometimes I think about everything and in my wonder all my thoughts they do shudder a neurological network gone asunder a beautifully terrible bundle of fibers my Mind carefully stutters an enemy larger than life, yet a friend which could

Piano

Piano long poem

Room full of candles, casting shadows on the French doors, in a gust of wind they swing open and the leaves blow in. In the dead of the night the Piano plays our song, all by itself. Almost scared to

Epilogue

Epilogue short poem

You waited too much about thirty years before you can say jack robinson otherwise life like a water under the desert always played tricks on you, pushed you hunchbacked inside caverns where everything drips and leaves a small hole everything

Recovery

Recovery prose poem

The hardest steps are those taken alone lost and hopeless searching for home looking for the one place you belong, someone who’s heart sings the same song, forgetting ourselves along the way, searching for more, we were lead astray, vision

Oh! This Waiting!

Oh! This Waiting! short poem

Waiting, wailing, weeping! When..when..when ??? The expected turns out to be the unexpected!! What have I done? Why do I merit this award? Months and months of agonizing waiting… rewarded with a still- born! Only to have a heart torn?

Girl Of My Life

Girl Of My Life prose poem

You are the girl that make my stars collide. You are my heart’s desire, and also my lovely bride. Your smile moves evil people’s mind, into offering needy civilians a gift of a ride. You sometimes split your emotions into

Velvetine Velour

Velvetine Velour prose poem

Well I fancy her, I fancy you, fancy that and it sure feels good, the way you touch my face, the way you kiss my lips and your body close to mine, candle light and fire light intensifying the mood,

And then it was gone…

And then it was gone... short poem

And then it was gone Lost in the realms of time A thing of the past All that it stood for All that it vowed to be Disintegrated like dust from a shooting star It started as a tiny speck

Effort

Effort short poem

Giving certain issues much of an importance sometimes gets better of its own potence if successful we realise it is not worth all the effort if not we feel as if it the end of the world We feel elated

The Shuttling Heart!!!

The Shuttling Heart!!! short poem

The Moment you walk in with the shuttle racket; My deserted street welcomes with a bouquet!!! Along with the cork, you bring liveliness too here; As you settle to serve, the winds obey your move!! I see you there… Busy

Moments

Moments prose poem

There are these moments of peace and clarity. They feel almost foreign like they don’t belong. My world functions in movements of headbangers’ ball mixed with rapper’s delight like trumpets blaring and an offbeat drum. It’s all in my head,

Experience

Experience long poem

“Dedicated to my niece Noura” It was a Monday September ten 2007 When Noura gave me this feeling of being in heaven Her mother phoned me saying: “Charlotte is babysitting Noura but Noura is crying!” A taxi took me to