Farewell! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
At the moment
thousands waved
cheered of his departure
he beamed at the crowd
happily aiding
his speedy exit
with a heavy heart
carrying a burden
of isolation
lonely future
in his tour package
he walked his tears
frozen to solid fears.......
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Why blame the thorn?
Why blame the thorn
the rose needed it..
when a bud
to protect from plucking hands
when blossomed
safe from suckling bands
the rose slept
while the thorn crept
wildly adept
upon the petalling fingers
when the rose aged
and sees no reason
for the thorn's missions
now the rose
ready to free
from the plant
and adorn the world
hates the thorn
that accompanies it.
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Blooming Innocence! ! !
when i found a puppy
inside the gutter
waiting for someone better
I found innocence in filth
when i ran after the stealing squirrel
who took my nuts spread for shine
i found innocence in the greens
full of life, spirit and cheers
when i hugged the face of life
so near, so dear, so close to heart
i saw innocence dripping down to earth
all my dearest fellow beings starved to death.
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Deleted Memory
when they die
at places distant lie
whom we love
as dearly as a dove
whose voice too
we never hear
whose smiles too
we never bear
only in distant memory
like a fading Spring
or a vanishing rainbow
we remember them
brilliantly etched
in the colourful memory stretched
do they really die to us
whom we love so dearly
cherish so preciously
out of sight
yet beautifully imprinted
in the memory in sight
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You are raping my virgin poems
she was innocent
smiling coyly
talking sweet
hugging softly
winking happily
and tasting lovely
they raped the poem girl
they took away her frock
and untied her petticoats
and tore apart her panties
and forced her to lie
upon a thorny bed
and mantled upon her bleeding core
and made her weep and sob with grief
the new genre of poets
they in the name of poetry
rape her and loot her beauties
and stuff with vulgar weeds
my dear poet virgin
adulterated in the hearts of men
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A Rainbow Romance
Romance
to Bloom
let me wait
and watch out
When the Spring Rains;
it is
now in the sky
lustly curved
with stunning colours
just a minute
it whispers
a new tune of lies
and glues to heart
pining to see
the invisible sight
The embers
of Romance
lightens up
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A Life Mission
A Mushroom
has no room
for thoughts
it has got
only moments to sort
no hours for thought
just split secon to rot
in the ageless life
when eternity speaks of strife
butterfly spents but a day
mushroom some watery way
some men are mushrooms
they have messages groomed
but live in hived rooms
in silence they come
and unwreathed they go
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I heard the music
In his heart
I heard the rhythmn
the pulses sang
with the life of drums
into his looks
I ached to book
for there the river starts
the mouth of life
it fountains from those tenders
ages past revealed
births born and unborn
could you sight
there is a magnetic needle
that pricks you to straddle
to his looks
they speak of passion
not of lust, but passion
of life and soul
the urge to fight the
cowardish goals
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I kneel before you
When nature dances
in greens and blues
birds sing
petals bring
breeze wing
and blooms spring
every beauty
nature shy
unfolds in her
enclosed skirts
I kneel down
to smell the ground
its so sweet
in rain and retreat
the gardens are fresh
ever new beauties rush
when I view
the morning dew
the whispers queue
in the night
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My last kiss
I want kiss
a million Orphans
kiss and lick the tears
the blood clot
in their hearts
to sponge the bruises
in their thoughts
to tell them
that the rich
are nothing to pitch
that begging
is only a part time thing
that when the muscles
of their softest arms
hardens then the golden harvest
their motherland could harness
i want to kiss the blinds
and remove the blinds
that cling to their minds
and tell them sight
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