After reading
Death will keep it on the shelf
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Unique Poem
Nor can be taughtIt is a creationBy breaking of all the previousRules, trends and traditionsIt is a challenge to discover newPlanets, islands or mindsSomething new to inventThat previously unknown to mankindIn its twist and turnsIn punches and kicksIt is to bring out wisdomBy digging out intricacies of lifeIn a manner truly uniqueOr second to none.
The picture is now dog busy and must be in use
I can not delete or empty my memoryIn my hard disk, in such a way it bugsIn red, white, yellow and greenWith all the coloursScattered in ten directionsSometimes smooth sometimes rough but luminousMagnificently on the screenIt flashes backWithout my knowledgeI took that snap shotWith Lucida or KodakI do not know.…………x………..x………..I do not knowWith Lucida or…
They came to listen but
Yet silently remembersHow to forgetWhere there is no reasonHow he can sitAnd reason outHe was ready to listenBut they did not tellWhy they opposedThere was no dark or doubtThe light was in his handYet they refusedThere is no reasonHow he can sitAnd reason outYet he leadsWithout wordsWhen he silently forgives
The well of oil brings you here
Seeing you there sanding and salivating in lustPeople are calling you in disgustWhat a shameful and greedy man you are! !Mere presence of you is itself a provocationAnd contains the seed of all warsI say get out from thereAnd peacefully go to your homePoking your noses in internal affairs of othersCreates for us a huge…
i do not want my poems to go down
like a tiny grain of sandand let them rot somewherein the nether worldIt’s a flying insult to a poetworking like an ounceof decomposing salton his rays of hope and flickering ambitionand a huge dishonor shownto the drops of sweatand red corpuscles of bloodwith which they are passionately writtenI answer when I am askedwhy I pin…