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Oooh somewhat of a Charles Dickens Character, from your hat to your boots, Well I can tell you’re different than most People these days but hey that’s a good Thing, it’s got my goat if you know what I mean,
Oooh somewhat of a Charles Dickens Character from your hat to your boots Well I can tell you’re different than most People these days but hey that’s a good Thing it’s got my goat if you know what I mean,
Fuss and confusion; At the nearby café, a woman is hanged on her high velvet hat, concealing a left crossed-eye behind a piece of texture pretending transparency. A director with two extra-ordinary long sideburns points at an old man, who
Literary Lessons #1: A poet should above all be devoted not to being copyrighted, but quoted. #2: Divine inspiration is no excuse for bad poetry. #3: In literary style, I endeavor to follow in the footsteps of Dickens, Poe, Dickinson
between my guts and stars, somewhere in the middle when the heavens stands apart my mortal excellence create an exemplar focused on the divine idea the clock spins indicate the hours, pendulum swings can it be eternal? I’m closer to
Couple gets attracted to unite in Bliss Couples Union culminates in anticipation of baby Couple dreams of either a Boy or a Girl Couple celebrate with gusto if the child is either Couple will be crest fallen if the child
You said I was important, I believed you, You said I deserved better, I believed you, You said I meant everything to you, I believed you. Then I moved away, It was time to put those words into actions. Days
Life is a series of relationships, Which come & go as time drips. A consolidated sequence of life is lew, But the list of happy moments are few. Living life with that only one, And not an analogy of some.
The clouds shuddered as if stuck you knew what would reach you would not be a gentle breeze as stupid and slow as you’d ever be looking for a barrier a shield managing to take one step back before ragdoll
Me and my pride, me and my hurts. Who are you, which you are not, a verbless statement of nirvana? No pain no asking, narcissism. A stream of unbecoming. Eyes wide open jaws tightly shut, sitting in a corner, brooding,
try me if you please as you are out spreading the disease plagued by thoughts of granduer with affectionate melancholy sparkling array of blissful care through the air my very soul permeates a reason for being amidst the changing of
Shed the mood Blue Open your heart, feel the world which seems so new Things may not change, Many angels or demons will stay down the memory lane, Perspective and change in attitude is the clue, Shed the mood Blue.
Moonlight streaks, Empty streets, Lonely hearts, Miles apart. Tender strokes, Memories touched, Love – lust, All gone to dust . Bare face , Deep eyes, Empty chairs, Lifeless smiles. Heartache, Heartbreak, Momentary unrest, Light stroke. Golden glow, Emotions flow, Take
Higher than clouds, A voice beckons loud, Shouting incoherent statements, Clouding its own sentiments. Down here vibrations resonate, In well traveled ears they commemorate, Aggressive tones without grace, Screaming on shriveled yesterdays. Voices screech after enough, When deafly righteous is
friends are someone.. who meet each other- to share joy and sorrow and celebrate happy moments together. here my friends-never I had the chance to see them face to face. we share a world made with the trust of god’s
The call came into my blood through a darkening on a hot morning rumble of traffic cleared like a party when everyone stops talking that first deep cough came a long way that glint could have been sun on chrome
I am terribly shocked and remorseful My sister, can’t help than weeping at your ill-fate Transcending self to a passive onlooker Or to the role of an unmindful passenger With torn heart, tied hands, and bleeding eyes All finding acutely
A river was frozen in my chest, O God – I choose a burning boat to reach you. My planet has become a broken bridge. Voiceless hymns are haunting me. Standing in a remote village of words, my poetry beside
I am someone who is as simple as ABC; yet as complicated as physics,chemistry The mere praises of people never thrill me; but the ones who love me for what I am does I like smiling at the butterflies dancing
Where every breath weighs a ton. Where each step takes forever. Where every voice is raging against you. Shouting at you. Disgust. Hatred. Doubt. Where gravity is weak. Where the light is a lost battle. Where memories are replaced with
My notebook is ultimate power; My pen is my sword as I write the names of Earth’s human scum. Their faces flash through my mind. And soon they will meet their “maker.” God had told Abraham: “Thou shalt not kill.”
The day cries in stifled agony as the shout of night revellers grow in unified rendition The day ululates with all its might The throat protests, plies at the choking fingers of the dark It is omniscient to the dark,
They were coming like cotton pearls, Destined to change the earth to heaven, It’s all white around like a fairy dream, same as that I saw in my first love dream. Same as that, makes me happy and sad at
There is a picture on the wall, With some people hanging around Each smiling and laughing Enjoying and having the time of their lives Each wearing their own costumes, Each with their own colours Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Yellow, Green,
Your charms, your charms, are figments dreams are made, I wish not to be gravely soaked therewith, Or else, I will be fool in love’s charade, That anyone would rightly guess forthwith; Is it folly to wait by Heaven’s door?
Delilah: Samson! why do you imprison my love in the Dungeon of mistrust? The hypnotism of my succulent breasts and the soothing and soft feeling of my moist lips, your stolid heart betrays. You truly do have the strength of
They talked regularly on the phone, They just can’t stay at their home They decided to take a step forward, And finally, they met afterward, When their eyes finally met, The time around them slept, When he spoke his first
Feel like breaking free from all Good and bad that I recall Free from the shackles of loving souls And from the shackles of fear and doubt Wonder if all feel this way To experience hews on life’s highway. Monsoons
I tried mending broken glass and then asked myself why me.. I tried making grass greener on my barren fence and then asked myself why me.. I tried sowing the same plant when it was already dead and then asked
Crashing lives Flashing lights Living rights Leaving by night I am coming straight from the pages like your favorite author I am coming alive a sculpture from the hands of your favorite sculptor People asking for things that are impossible