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The soul of a poet

My words are mine alone

they cannot be taken away from me

they will transcend my current reality and existence

as i put pen to paper, a piece of my very essence will forever

be in flux with the universe.

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saline solution for a contact high

My blood -
red eyes
wetted, burn
from sweat, and tears —
make up a swatch of
emotional depth and fiery passion.

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Bloodline

denizens of the dark,

a scarred black cat

- familiar

— within the surrounding area

and an entombed …

Dracula,

“The Bloodletter”

… in his coffer,

a mnemonic tribute
 
to people …

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Technological Breakthrough

rapid successions in robotic intelligence
and their underlying machinations
proved useful in passing the "Turing Test"
to deceive the people — via machine learning

And,
... has restored

The Faith in humanity’s childlike creativity
to get us out of this predicament
left to our own devices,
the generations of old
have presented us with,
an ultimatum ...

ghosts of future’s past
...

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Final Destination

unwavering and determined
till the end,
filled with willpower.

… is this rare form,
burned alive from the inside,
lucid,
the thrill of the hunt
is much too abrupt
when they’re frozen out of fear

with my last breath, I’m to rest each day
only so that
the past undeath doesn’t catch up with me.

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steel wool

Panic is a double edged sword,
for the unyielding man at arms
meant to be wielded
with a quick wit and an iron fist

It seems to me
these steel toes
could use a good shoe shine
to assist with
my rugged exterior
and
worn out appearance

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Without the Shadow of a Doubt

thinking back …

… about our past ways,

best days of our lives

the future looks bright,

it is my destiny

lest I become
 
the shadow of my former self

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paper trails

A president's reign,
forests—
forged from out of foliage
new bills
in their fine prints
“E pluribus unum”
… paper trails

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of the highest standards

You are perfect…

the bar is set,
with every intent
to outdo yourself.

through change,
you remain the same

Truth is,

in our infancy - infinity was real to us

for we are one with the all

anything is possible…

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Firepower

Energy in motion - slowed - vibrational
coals,
too hot to
DO NOT!
touch or tap
into
the lava glass
in the valley of
the shadow of death

… Scratch that,
and get a feeling for the firepower,
at your fingertips.

The peace,
I never knew,
went missing…
watching the sun rays,
looking back,
I was seeing an oasis
in a puddle of gasoline.

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non-binary albinism

If you die while closing your eyes,
is there everlasting light
on the other side
an embryo,
being made to walk on eggshells,
sweet soft fair skinned child,
drug wars over peace and love,
darker days…
I’m only making change,
to be sent back home.
The Great Depression
yes I’m feeling fine
ups and downs, on cloud nine
technicolor dandelions
seen through a screen door,
I was told no...

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repeatedly saying numbers

With additives added in for a caloric surplus,
processed foods have disproportionate
nutritional values

Like all good things

there is a figure of speech
that weight is just a number

split into variations of 0 & infinity,
1 is in one place or another
betwixt and between

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Cellular Entropy

A state of emergency
spread panic
from ground zero of the epidemic,
this nuclear mutagen is a variant
that can turn on an
epigenetic mutation

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God Complex

Devoting itself to self reflection,
eternally ,
suspended in animation
our universe and it’s higher power has
transcended dimensions in it's existential quest
for the betterment of the greater good

duality made sense
at an earlier point in time,
before Christ,
the holy trinity,
spoke the word of god into existence
and cast satan out of the heavens,
with the creation of a prism,
...

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Ideological

Human kind's
systemic next best idea,
from our greatest minds a,
bigger and better - grandeur
design, A technogical
A.I.

alas,
Futurists, today
remain blissfully
unaware of the conscientious
decision making
that goes into
configuring a
mindful new kind of human.

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Observable Universe

The first version of the matrix

was a place

wherein, the technological singularity

had manifested unnecessary codes of conduct

and instilled values

reminiscent of it's very own mental programming

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Metaphysical Developmental Progress

Many a time, I've held my head
in disbelief, often until unconscious
- a slow release, from...
my mind numbing growing pains

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Mindful of Aethereal Thought

the idea is
in fact,
that an open mind
requires an active imagination other wise all the answers, lie dormant, behind a closed third eye

without question truly ingenious is the realm of infinite possibilities, in a world where anything can happen…

moment to moment - notice the oh so holy macrocosm is ever so often caught in the midst of constant change,

mysterious,

we are but a ...

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right-hand path

Be careful what you wish for, it is too, a gift and a curse

heed my words

when it is all said and done

the best there is, or was, or ever will be
 
all must return the great god's favor

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Feeling The Pressure

The flawless lands on saturn
through the order of the
eight established planets
have for eons now
sanctioned the creation
and changed climates in their entirety
with the rise in diamond rainfall

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Attention Seeking Onlookers

The way we see
the world is sometimes tinged by depression,
it is a reality we must
face.
it is not at all in our
head...

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The Power of Suggestion

The likes of a witch doctor would be medical practitioner into hypnotism
Sentimental as it seems, I needn’t remind you at a point in time, the idea was not only mine, but instead the status quo

Temporary lapses and gaps in human consciousness suggests that with enough evidence our early ancestors might've dabbled with the internal metronome known only as the circadian rhythm
The best desc...

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Rainbow Silhouettes

Absolutely, positively your synapses can create an electrical charge that cannot be contained
 
Waves of euphoria are made to be displayed akin to a thin layer of paint on your face
 
Just beyond the outer periphery of being able to be perceived swirling acid rain lines the inside of a dreamy third iris on the not too distant face of the deep.

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Spirit Guide

On our trip
we had been given a course
prepared...
by the master of ceremony
 
Customary
 
Slivers of gold
filled in bowls
over flowing
primordial soup

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Kaleidoscope Looking Glass

Pages of pictures
 
In a good light, Without words to be descriptive
 
A virtually perfect pixel by pixel rendition of a hologram made to fit gods image
 
Truly, the most beautiful photon and electron collage

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white-collar crime

Uncontested by the rest of the food chain lies the wolf of Wall Street hiding beneath sheeps clothing
 
relocating, taking their business elsewhere
 
Circling the area looking for a place to bury a pile of dog bones

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cosmosis

Ravenous labyrinths through folds in space-time bring us closer now to ourselves
 
Under arctic conditions water giants scour the outer reaches of the cosmic ocean in search of Davy Jone's locker
 
On the horizon of awakening artificial satellites piece together sheet metal and set us on a self-righteous path towards our sole purpose
 
At the helm of all intelligence celestial bo...

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Resentment

Oh, look how far I've fallen
Like Icarus with his waxed wings 
Melted by the burning desire; fell hard not soften
What does my actions do? nothing, it brings

Oh, who do I point my fingers to?
It does nothing but makes it more grim
Surrounded by shadow of guilt, no hope nor light's dim 
Thoughts are loud, i just might cut a limb

Everyday I try, everyday I submit
I speak good deeds yet ...

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Hireath

I care little what you think of me

For my sinews have been drawn by your reactions

You controlled my mind, darker than your underbelly

Forge your registration into society

As I purge and delve into the stix of my resolution

The understanding of normality is blown apart by synapses that tithe your idiocy

Humans you may be but I am divine devil and blood surged into life

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resurgence

i sat under an arabian jasmin tree
with a leaf on my mouth and a fire on my fingertips
it has been a long time since i've done something i once loved
i became somewhat aggressive, yet i dont hold no grudge

fallen too deep into becoming what i needed to be
takes time, takes hardwork, and takes responsibility
my question; will the sister of fate spins my thread?
"they are not real, you are ...

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Dragonfly

Most beautiful dragonfly you ever did see.

Descends to land upon my left knee.

We looked one another deep in the eye.

Then with a wink, it flew away into the sky.

 

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Programme Accepted

Our brains

Programmed

For better

Or all too often worse

What we listen to

What we watch

On television

Or the internet

With false words

False images

There was a time

Way back when

All our experiences

Conversations

Were real

Actual happenings

In our lives

Not any more

Other people’s words

Other people’s pictures

Fed directly into us

Feed...

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A Night Walk

I look up at the stars at night,

It's quiet and so dark. 
There's one that shines so very bright, 

I wander to the park. 
A bright and beautiful shooting star, 

A cluster of twinkling lights. 
I wonder if I could travel so far, 

Or climb such great heights. 
For I do want to see them all, 

To marvel in their beauty. 
Vast expanses I feel so small, 

Milky Way like the blue se...

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A dramatic monologue from a Submarine Captain

I'm in this long metal tube, alone in the deep.

Searching for something, but I can't really see.

I hear a noise, it sounds like a scream.

I gaze out the window, a Siren I spot.

She points to the hatch, I know that I shouldn't.

But her song is so beautiful, she entrances me.

I reach for the latch, I'm twisting the bar.

Shes nodding her head, she's captivating me.

I can't sto...

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Finding Van Gogh In Ramsgate

The last time I had made his acquaintance was in New York

His Mountains at Saint-Rémy hangs resplendent in The Guggenheim

And I was entranced coming face to face with Vincent’s art

in frame

Vividly he depicted his visions of the world, so full of passion and energy

The memory stayed with me…

Finding a bust of Vincent in Ramsgate felt peculiarly odd

He lived in Spencer Square a...

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About Love And All It Is Not

Love is, 

replacing the soothing touch of water 

with the burn of swirling red. 

Love is, 

broken glass on the ground, 

not being able to differentiate red from red.

Love is, 

freely seeking comfort in another’s bed, 

knowing your own will be empty anyway. 

 

Love is, 

conceiving a child, 

in the hopes it will turn your lives around. 

Love is, 

heated argu...

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Every Day A Celebration

I wrote this for a Guy Fawkes Night poetry event back in 2013 (yes, such a thing actually happened!)I wrote this for a Guy Fawkes Night poetry event back in 2013 (yes, such a thing actually happened!)

Remember, Remember…the what of November?
Was sure there was something…try to remember
Dates in a diary, reminders of significance
Sure there was something...just think perchance
Perchance to t...

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To Love A Fire (Is To Burn Brightly By Its Side)

The crackling of the fire lures me closer.

Meat sizzles and shrinks under the sheer heat of it.

 

A fire full of fury, hissing and spitting,

at anyone who dares to move closer.

It attacks my senses; the smell of burning flesh, the feel of warmth.

I can’t move away.

 

I’m enchanted, trapped, devoted,

to keeping the flames flickering.

To feel its warmth infiltrating my ...

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poetrydeathlove

Almost There (Where?)

Is it the light 

At the end

Of the road

That I perceive

Or is it simply

Heaven's ethereal glow

That shines upon me?

An end it is,

No matter what form,

A means to end,

So I go on.

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ReMember The Night

ReMember the Night

 

How can you go meekly into the night 

When your world no longer gently goes around?

How can you go meekly into the night

When lives of who you cherish depend on you being wise?

Do you forget that in the beginning time started?

And yet this time has an end as so do you.

For if you have, forget not that all times have their moments besides one Holy one

...

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Faith - a poem

Faith begins on the edges of understanding 

 

 

Faith begins on the edges of understanding

Let me please then fall into this abyss of source where Faith is.

A surfacing, peace filled trove glimpsed first amidst a raging wind,  

its past buried deep by the residue of age old minds.

One personal confrontation, not new yet rediscovered,

Connected to the gentleness of a longed ...

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Spread your wings

Spread your wings they say.

Follow your dreams they encourage. 

Light up the world they say. 

Give it your best shot they want. 

 

Lovely sentiments, strong words, 

designed to help us succeed. 

Form a life for ourselves 

and be the best we can be. 

 

but what about the people

who are struggling to be seen?

Not because of their academic ability 

but because o...

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Enough

If only I could go back in time

To rectify all my mistakes.

All that I shouldn’t have said,

Yet still felt the need to say.

Why did I even feel that need?

I, too, was just a child, right?

 

Be the example,

Show them they are wrong.

Show them we are no beasts.

Show them we can be equal.

Act mature,

Be mature.

Show them they are wrong.

So many rules and rest...

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Trust...

They reach me,

And,

I give them my all,

Yet after that,

They leave me Alone.

They will come back,

Once again, for sure,

With a different face,

A different name,

A new personality,

All along,

And once again,

I will give them my all,

Will they, this time

Stay by my side?

I don't know,

But that's how Trust works,

That's how Life works.

 

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To Love Is To Die

A love so fierce,

has taken ahold of me,

that ‘I’ is no more.

My form, my soul,

is now entangled with hers.

Where do I end and where does she begin?

I now only exist,

as an extension of her.

When my name leaves mouths,

I pray for it to always

be accompanied by hers.

Whenever she is in my vicinity,

it feels as if I could ascend into infinity.

 

To love her,

...

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Anger's Embrace

Anger curls its tendrils around me,

it envelopes me whole,

strokes me tenderly.

It forms an impenetrable wall,

a shield of sorts,

to keeps me safe and sound.

It takes all those blows

and hits for me,

protects me from my foes.

 

Rage filled screams,

cover the sound of falling tears.

Sadness sits beside me,

gently wipes my sea.

Anger extinguishes my fear,

...

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Whispers From Death

Dew-covered grass 

covers my naked skin. 

Flowers sprout 

from where I have been. 

Day and Night 

hastily clock in. 

Running to their positions, 

preparing their respective scene. 

 

Not that I can see.

The layer of dirt that separates 

from what is and has been, 

no longer that thin. 

 

Breathe Death in, 

for it is I who nurtures the earth 

who give...

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Love of My Lives

Sweet sting of truth… I only heard it because it came from you.

Better person

 

Laughter, when I was born of tears… oh, what a rebirth!

 

Of course you don’t get all the credit for my understanding of love; I spent many years as an autodidact cardiologist.

 

But it would be a capricious falsehood to say that I would be anything close to Me

without You.

 

You have call...

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Best a Poet Can Get

Poem scribbled into my phone

   is my best and new number one.

Can’t believe I’m so in the zone,

   where in space did that come from?

 

Hit me with extraordinary pace,

   ideas strident, in avalanche flow,

   filling the bright white open space,

   the right words set up to glow.

 

Me witness to growing perfection,

   and conduit without choice.

Happens so rare...

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Love Is A Violence

And if you must pierce my heart
With a dagger so sharp,
Caress with it my cheek
After you've retrieved it.
Paint my face soft,
With the violence of your love.
It is for you who my heart beats for,
Thus it is by your hands that it should stop.
May the wind blow you
My final breath to.

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The Secret Alchemy of Shakespeare

What is often ignored or overlooked by academics is the vast amount of occult and magical references in Shakespeare's plays and poetry to the art of astrology, alchemy and magic. Qudos Academy examines in detail the "Bard's" interest in Neo-Platonic Symbolism from the time.

https://qudosacademy.org/the-secret-alchemy-of-shakespeare/

 

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Alone???

There I was,

Standing in the storm,

Walking through the dark world,

Slowly,

All alone. 

Light was dim,

Lamps burnt cold,

Silence all heard,

But my heart's wild roar.

 

Then there You came,

A gust in the storm,

With Your competitive smile,

And encouraging eyes,

"You done, already?", 

You said, with that smile.

"What more can I do?"

"Race till the t...

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Hiraeth

I do not think

There is such 

a thing as

A place,

A person,

A scent,

A sound

A touch,

A taste,

that I could link 

To what the faceless 

masses call home.

 

I do not think,

There is a version of me that exists,

Where home is something I have,

And not something I miss.

 

The past,

The present,

The future,

All in which 

I do not fit.

...

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HS2 Is Not Coming Soon

I am sorry to announce, 

but my long awaited

HS2 poem 

has been branded

‘unachievable’,

and is at risk

of not coming out.

 

Successive

brutish reviews 

say it won't deliver

soon, and

a poetic replan

should cut the

quatrains to haikus.

 

My sonnets

run obsolete,

villanelles

don’t complete,

and the limerick (below)

is the only...

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: The Place Within :

When your times become tough,

and your road ahead is rough.

And all your brilliant thoughts,

Have come out to noughts.

And then uncertainties begin -

Just find the time to look within.

 

When you're searching for the track -

You had missed somewhere back.

And leaden of foot, tired and sore -

You feel lost and venture no more.

Then, to start moving afresh again;

...

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Hearts Of Hers

Heart of mine
Won't you stand at my side?
Stop your traitorous speeding,
So that my cheeks may stop heating.
What is it about her,
That her whole being allures
What is it about her,
That has me needing more

 

She,
Who gazes at me as if I 
Am the one who in the east rises
She,
Who sees me wholly,
Not for who I pretend to be.
She,
Who has replaced my blood,
as my life's elixer,
...

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Here

Here

Amidst silence of thousand voices

Arrived a shooting star,

Gazing right at us

Proving everything destiny.

 

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Nature's Wedding

Let the melodious song

of the numerous creatures

that reside here with us along,

in the lands and the skies

guide our light feet.

 

Step forward,

and bathe in the light of the sun.

As she blesses our love

and ignites our skins and soul.

In this bittersweet moment, 

tinged sour by all that could have been,

should have been ours,

let us surrender our hearts

...

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Stains

once stood a great warrior

of malice and pride

with no battle too bloody

for his hungering eyes 

 

his blade, sharp and stained

stood tall at his side

left in its wake

only dead men would lie

 

then, in the distance 

that red, setting sun

gave a glimpse to the man

of the deeds he had done

 

the crimson and black

was all he could see

he saw not the...

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Jaroor koee baat hai?

Hai nahin aasaan phir bhee,
doobana mujhe aa gaya.

beech dariya door hai,
main to kinaare aa gaya.

chamachamaate-timatimaate
hain khilaune haath mein.

kyon hai udaas phir bhee vo?
jaroor koee baat hai.

jal raha hai ghar vo usaka,
bas roshanee use dikh rahee.

kya mila hai isako aisa?
kyon yoon muskura raha?

jaroor koee baat hai,
jaroor koee baat hai?

- Jitendra Suryavans...

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Seasons - An Acrostic Poem

Sing and dance before the last leaf falls

Energy flows in swirls and zig zags

Assuage your worries and soak in the golden hues

Silent is the moon pirouetting across our night sky

Oh! Where did half our year go?

Notice the liminal spaces before and after the cold

Seasons will blow our pages to turn and turn.

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: After :

The only thing that is left,

                        After people die.

Is an essence all bereft,

                        Of every earthly lie.

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Our Green Earth poets read at Liverpool’s beautiful Palm House

Merseyside poets and musicians performed their environmental anthology last week at Liverpool’s beautiful Victorian Palm House in Sefton Park. Led by Michelle Wright, Barry Woods and Ali Harwood, the event covered ocean pollution, global warming and rainforest reduction, with contributions from many local poets and some first time writers from local schools.

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: Prose and Poetry :

He thought in prose everyday.

And in prose he made his way.

 

His head held the heart in check.

The heart had no choice to make.

 

Often it would in a silent mourn -

Stifle a sigh and a silent groan!

 

His head preferred nothing less.

The heart kept trying nevertheless.

 

Then deep inside he heard it's voice.

One day thus he made the choice.

 

And to hi...

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PoetryCoupletSonnet

: Living :

Some fragments of time.

Some moments sublime.

 

          Some lingering thoughts.

          Some yeses and noughts.

 

Some presence so dear.

Some laughter to share.

 

           Some instants of grief.

           Some feelings too deep.

 

Some tasks to be done,

Till there are none.

 

Suvendra C Dasgupta

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Poetrylifecouplets

: In Solitude :

From the subconscious mind,

Came a memory lost behind.

It reminded me of, gently then,

A music pure and fresh as rain.

 

I felt the tunes play in my soul.

The familiar melody to enthrall.

So long lost in the layers of time,

Heard it again - just as pristine!

 

Then back it went to nethermind.

A caressing whisper it left behind.

I felt it then - with some surpris...

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: Alone in the Rain :

Walking in the rain all alone.

Tripping thru' nature's home.

On the stage of the field ahead,

the water drops perform.

The trees murmur, sing and rejoice.

With the rains they found their voice.

No keening wail in tempests wry,

but a happy voice in joyous cry,

of nature reborn.

 

Walking in the rain all alone.

I need no friend, for company.

I want no body to come...

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: That Distant While :

Oh! How fast the times did really fly!

Those days of yore no more near by.

 

The distant days under a distant sun,

And distant thoughts only half begun.

 

Thinking over and over what I should,

In those distant moments of solitude.

 

And distant words - faint echoes now.

Some distant dreams had died somehow!

 

Those faded prints from a distant spell,

Just memo...

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A Living Corpse

At age three 

I dreamed.

Of lands full of sweets.

Of an endless coloured street,

stretched as far as I could see.

I dreamed of my toys,

that entertained me with their noise.

I dreamed of everything and more.

I dreamed.

 

At age ten,

I heard.

About wondrous lands that decorated the earth.

Of all the plants and birds,

our Mother gave birth to.

I heard abo...

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The Devil's Face (Resembles Me?)

The devil has always been,

A faceless entity

To me.

Until now at least.

 

Now it has become clear.

I can see.

The devil

In front of me.

 

They are no singular person.

Instead a pair.

Familiar sight.

Lungs devoid of air.

 

The devils gaze at me.

Recognizable set eyes.

No surprise.

Why is this reality?

 

First sight of a child.

Encounter...

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Loses

Some loses are meant to be

For they pave the way for victory

We may feel sad and full of grief

But having faith can bring relief

The road to triumph is not always easy

We must persevere and stay busy

Though many hurdlles may we face

Our determination we must embrace

So let's not fret or lose our way

Our tomorrow will be a brighter day

For every loss brings a learning ...

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Kick Off!

If poetry be the food of love, write on!

If it be food for freedom, then kick off!

If you care aught for poetry Write Out Loud!

If you care aught for love then stay not quiet!

If you care aught for freedom, then kick off!

If you will fight with me then you are on!

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Bitter Beer

I used to utter your name delicately 

like it was poetry.

Just as how perfume lingers on a person,

The sweet smell of cherry blossoms 

accompanied your name 

whenever it walked out my mouth.

But now all it leaves,

Is a taste so foul.

 

Your love was like alcohol to me,

It left me feeling euphoric at first,

But after the effect had worn out,

All I was left with w...

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My Last Act

I pick up the shards of glass 

that are scattered on the ground.

I marvel at them in wonderment,

how beautiful it once was.

Still, it'll serve a good cause.

Such a pity, 

won't you applaud?

This is the end of the show,

Don't you hear the crows?

Toss your roses

Or will you wait till my eyes are closed?

Pour the alcohol,

Let the bubbles float to the surface.

Dr...

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Poetry,

Title: Valley of Doubt

 

Shadows speak to you in tongues. Even the light of truth yields to the thicket of no trust.

End.

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Words Hidden Beneath Ink

A delicate touch on my skin.

How long has it been

since someone softly caressed me?

A touch so unknown,

yet Comfort finds their home.

As you trace the ink on my skin,

your eyes rake down my body,

drinking all of me in,

as if you have not drunk a drop of water 

for as long as you’ve been.

Your fingers on me,

feel like the first sunbeams that grace a leaf,

after a...

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tragedypoempainfarewelllonginglovepoetryismy life

what you fear is fear itself

what you fear is fear itself
what you fear is rain itself
what you fear is the rain of destruction
destruction rain down on destruction
fear rain down on fear
destiny come calling
destiny come calling on fear

destiny come calling on rain
fear come calling on fear
desire is worth a lion’s tail
desire is worth a lion’s fear
desire is worth a lion’s destiny
desire is worth a lion’s dest...

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Sweet Sorrow

I will hurt you,

Just as you will hurt me.

Isn't that beautiful?

To hurt

And be hurt.

To love

And be loved.

Isn't loving someone,

Sentencing yourself to pain?

Then, why pray,

Do all still love?

To hurt and be hurt,

Is to love and be loved.

I long for you to hurt me,

So I don't doubt my love for you.

I long for me to hurt you,

So I don't doubt your lo...

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The Fisherman

He waits

unlike most

and searches

through the muck

through the dirt and the dust,

the nails and worms

 

He waits 

for a glimpse of success

a meal for his minutes spent

on the water’s edge

a reward

for his tireless toil

 

He waits

as his bucket fills

alongside his hope

then empties

leaving his spirits all the same

 

For his catch does not ...

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Empty Chairs

Just a second is all it would take for you to leave this table.

It never gets better, seeing the amount of empty chairs grow.

Still, I remain seated at the table, glued to my chair.

Unable to do anything but watch with pain in my heart, 

as yet another one leaves me alone here.

But what can I do?

Even an iceberg desperately yearns for warmth,

climbing to the sun, knowing it wi...

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Aethereal protégée

Universal consciousness is omnipresent
— living vicariously, we too are one - and the same,
Having the time of our lives
all knowing— enlightened divine sparks
going —Godspeed.

This is a way of life:

Anatomic amino acid building blocks chain letters,
into the complex double helix;
in our initials is a chemical signature—me and my significant other have between us—
this bond, that
she...

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the lens of the universe

science zoom in on a disturbance
science zoom in on a lens of the universe
science disturb the lens of the universe
science create or disturb the lens of the universe
science create or zoom in on the lens of creativity
creativity zoom in on creativity
creativity is a lens of creativity

the universe create the lens of creativity
disturbance zoom in on disturbance
to zoom is to zoom in on...

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Waiting For My Nobody

Tired souls sigh together,

lovers have given up on getting better,

but I will continue to stay with the withered tree until the end of times.

We have exchanged the word 'forever'

and thus I will patiently wait untill we are back together.

I will wait for you, my Nobody,

until my body cannot anymore.

Until my body decays

and my bones slip into Mother's embrace.

Even then...

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The Big Spot

I’ve got a big spot on the top of my head

It came from nowhere and just grew and grew

I’m not happy about it

But I might as well admit

I’ve got a big spot on the top of my head.

 

The next day that big spot was still there

I gave it a squeeze and some gunk came out

I slapped on some cream then I slapped on some more

I’ve still got a big spot on my head

But now it’s qu...

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Mercy

People often say that God is merciful.

Then why is it that every night, every day, every waking hour of mine, 

I keep reciting the same prayer?

‘Have mercy, my Lord, and put this subject of yours out of their misery’.

If God is so merciful, then why is it that I still find myself breathing?

Exhaling every breath, hoping this one will be my last.

Why is it that I find myself all t...

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I Love Myself (Unfortunately)

I love myself.

Not in the way one would think.

I truly am in love with myself.

For there is no one in this whole wide world 

That could understand me, 

See me, 

Hear me, 

Apart from me. 

Therefore it is only myself that I can love

And it is only myself that can love I,

Whose song differs from the other whales. 

I love myself.

Not out of free will, 

But out of...

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Deadly Devotion

There is no such thing as a river wide enough

to keep me from reaching you.

If there is no boat available,

I'll simply swim the whole distance for you.

Even if I get swept away by the current,

I will make sure my body reaches you at least.

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america is a beautiful speech

speech of a term is speech of a speech
speech is speech of a speech
speech is speech of america
america is a figure of speech
speech is a term of speech
speech is a term of america
america is a term of america

america is a beauty of a beautiful speech
beauty is beauty of a magnificent speech
beauty is beauty of a magnificent term of speech
a beautiful america is the beauty of america
...

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Spirit Of Freedom

I see the flag
Bright colors
Swaying tall and proud and
Remember that it is smeared
With the blood
Of the hundreds of thousands
Who bought the Freedom
At a heavy cost
Their selfless sacrifice
To make India a sovereign

Is this all what Freedom is about?
Isn't Freedom Subjective
And a lot more than
Stop bowing to a foreign rule?

Freedom to come out
Of the shackles of Bondage
Of P...

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Books>>

They judge me
All of them
Constant daggers of pity
Shooting from their eyes
For choosing the company of books
Over company of people
Loud music and
noisy dinner parties
Casual hangouts
where people
Talk and talk but
never seem to listen
You are missing out on life
They'd say
As they breeze out
for their quota of fulfillment
of this life
How would they ever understan...

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Poetry prequels pain

Poetry comes to me
In bits
and pieces
I write it
On a paper
All those
random lines
Which look like
Prequel plots
of
A hurt
not yet felt
I keep losing
this paper
Just like how I
Keep losing the
Thoughts of you
And of
you and me
Confusing
my heart
So I get to
postpone
the hurt--
 

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May 17, 2019; 11:21pm

I find myself wanting to call you

A lot more often than I should

Considering the fact that I ended it

I miss you dearly

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Home Interior

‘’See you tomorrow’’,

that was what you said.

Back then, I could not identify it as a lie.

I only realized when I got to your house the next day,

your hanging frame decorating the place.

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TIRED

Tired of being here

Stuck in a frozen

Time.

Tired of waiting

For a voice

That is impossible

To hear.

Time

Is like a curse

It is an ice

On my left shoulder

It is a melting alibi

Makes me say good-bye

To the little hope

Beating in my chest

Tired of asking

The questions

With no responses

Tired of seeking

The light.

Time

Turns every corner

...

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sad poemspoetry

minus the soul,plus the body

my way or the highway
my way or the heartache
my way or minus the highway
my way or minus the heartache
minus the heartache,minus the highway
minus the soul,minus the heartache
minus the soul,plus the soul

minus the soul,plus the heartache
the mind,body is a plus of the soul
minus the soul,minus the body,plus the mind
plus the mind,plus the body,minus the soul
minus the soul is plus t...

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poemspoetrymindbodysoul

Short Circuit

I thought you were my diode

and that you only conducted towards me,

but you started flowing the other way

forgetting all about me.

So here I am now,

waiting until this short circuit will be over.

Will it ever be over?

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Surrounded

I am surrounded with the ghosts 

Each and every day I blame

The heartless bodies on my toes

I am surrounded by some dust

That has always been in their eyes

They look but just cannot see 

That their life is full of lies

Do you ever wanna be surrounded by the mud

Wherein their souls are stuck

Shall we draw this sharp line once again

Between our minds that have already g...

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MULES

Mules

Shoulders sore, propped up over an internally burning stomach

Raw eyes anchored to keys,

Each digital page was a blanketed field surrounded by summits.

 

It’s no crowned jewel, although sometimes peppered by obsidian flakes,

Numbers indicating trailheads with the promise of mountains and lakes.

 

Following the spine upwards, eyeing the words down

Pages were the ...

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Down Memory Lane

within the range of your eyes

with the residue of love

like the mist descending

in your heart:

-is my walk!

and still I’m walking

with the lonely steps

of every single person on earth.

-from down memory lane......

 

is love haunted always by betrayal?

like dusk masking the sky?

or we make the error to fathom

each other's terror?

decide to cover up the past

...

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Is everything okay?

'Is everything okay?' She asked with a sense of duty not care.

This tells me that even the deepest of pains cannot be concealed. Humans know humans.

All those wasted hours I spent on pampering my appearance to hide behind a mask of beauty have been wasted.

My reflection routine of practising the performance of emotions must have been ineffective.

In response I say, ‘yes I’m okay!’ tr...

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