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Dear Irma I have great respect for you as well as all who preceded and who will follow you. I have refused to take any of you for granted even though I have never experienced your presence. Even though we
A smoking internet chat She finally signed something, “J” “oh J” I’ve been waiting for something to call you Lovely Oh J that captures the sense of anticipation I feel addressing you and I guess I don’t care right now
Cows eat grain and grass, Goats, sheep, deer too Eat greens and grass. All creatures eat As per their nature! Alas! Only people are Who go against nature! Whoever violates nature Will have to suffer? Who follows her Will always
(1) Poetry is holding eternity by its front curl, each time it passes through a transitory flicker. It is seeing all winters in just a refraction of a water drop. It is your face blushing whenever a firefly flames its
You think that I don’t love you, Well that makes my heart so very sad My love for you if measured, Could go round the universe and distant galaxies time and time again, My love for you could fill every
On a neurotic Night I lay in bed Awaiting sleep That never Came….. I closed my eyes To establish An inertia Of dreams… An inner carousel Within me Revolves… Flashing A power point presentation of The precious Moments Spent in
When I heard the sound in the history of time a young me, I found. I probed my inner self I clutched her, stumbled and again, she was gone with the wind. Silent spectator, she was updating each character of
And so ’tis done – drench is gone Salted spray no longer flies the wild air That grim Tempest, that did wax and surge deep, now makes only whispered remembrance of its fury and troubles not the delicate house of
The pain slowly spreads through my body. While my mind begs it all to stop (to stop the pain, to stop the tears…), My heart refuses to let him go. The mind screams out: “Let him go! Save yourself!” But
Doomed’ With an explosion of meteors crashing into a toxic swamp both planets were shocked with the wave of unexpected parasites sending a stream of anger through the new found land through the sinking sand a gem was found this
From my lashes fall a salty solution but never the solution to the trigger of my violent pollution. Feeding the well within me with ammunition of self-pity. My thoughts seeking through garbage dumps of my mishaps, picking up and hoarding
Isn’t this a wonderful planet we call Earth, with conflicting ways of how she was given birth? In The Holy Bible it’s by God’s Hands how everything thing was formed, even man. But science well, they have a different story,
Oh, mosquitoes, children of lust, you hover all over the world, to suck blood for own cause and multiply. Helpless society and frustrated victims are your brooding ground. You’ve outnumbered leeches and vampires only through a strategy of invading indoors.
Once it touches it savors, A specialty or a perfect taste, A succulent prep it favors, Abhors that morsel gone waste. Inferno, when spruced with spice Addictive, when trickled sweet, Arctic, when met with ice, Articulate, when prudent and upbeat!
Night, oh playwright, to the soul’s loneliness I quest every line, beneath your cover One to recite, for heart’s harmonious So my part may be played — with another But stages, — life — dropped her encore curtain How heavied
Reading esoteric science books I can foresee how a human being looks! Getting to know myself Starting to organize my bookcase shelf A visible being I am indeed Knowing the invisible me, I feel I am freed Freed from running
Behold the bells hanging In the old temple’s premises High above the tall pine trees And the distant snow-covered peaks Do they really occupy the space Among the clouds atop the hills Or is it just an illusion Extended up
Each one of us has a story And one that should be shared Not one that’s strict and rigid Nor overly prepared But one that comes straight from the heart The journey you’ve been taking Of things you’ve done, the
Sound of Bell is an experience to thrill When the school Bell rings for class to begin students experience creek sound with their heart beating at random When the school Bell rings for class to end Students feel rhythmic sound
the way you walk the way you talk the way you comb your hair beautiful eyes as if a angel in disguise the touch of your hand makes me understand pitter patter of soft sandle feet whispers in the corridor
Her mirror lake outspread for miles Blue eye flowers still keep its smiles, Her lotus Lily petals open in full blossom In a sixth sense, she gathers them all By twilight, before the darkness Her boat returns without waiting moon’s
Beautiful as the sky is blue Gazing upon an eagle’s wings We desire to fly Above the heavens of gold Beyond the moon and stars Embraced passed the galaxies Nature as the Earth’s beauty Inspired from the leaves bristled from
I think about the soft velvety eyes, Wet in wait- Of a resolve of distance. Yonder do they stare at- Looking for the clouds the eyes love. Blue sky gazes down at him too, Benign and protective of his space.
For a messenger of lies I lay down the script. A kick starts the game. I am the only visitor to the gallery. Kamasutra suicide displayed was a way of expression of a revolt against honour killing of your own
Here’s the beautiful innocent ‘Bride’, All decked and ready to ‘glide’, Towards a future- full of love and shining ‘bright’. Entire night her eyes may have ‘cried’, With the fear of losing her friend, philosopher and ‘guide’.. But as always,
They are money hungry actors Greed has them all backwards They get richer every time your back hurts They are ruthless heartless bastards So they disregard all the hazards Gain money, power, and control is their mission In hopes that
When lips remain silent, eyes speak Love conquers every beautiful peak Expression comes from a sparking cheek Crazy feelings come from heart to sneak What is out in beloved’s domain When she plays in drizzling rain Love emotions to beauty
My sweet children I can’t give you what you wish but I can give you what actually you need for your better tomorrow I can give you immense love and affection that will provide strong wings for your dreams to
The sixtieth year, since your birth; Well celebrated on this planet earth; Since our first blue sky was overcast; Would that this one might be the last; Witnessing body weak and never grow; In distress, brought your profile very low;