Sunday, October 3, 2021

POEMS 2021

 



 



 

FATHER

The word-farmer father, 

don't find,

finding just his way, 

by thorns of truth has destroyed

His feet, his wounds 

and bloody walkway,

today those drops of blood are dripping

two, one 

the flowers are blooming 

I can see. 

 


EGO

Ego is the self-punishment,
and obstacle too,
which deaccelerated
in fruitful
and prosperous life.

 

 

SOUL LEAF

Fragile mirror
asking me about
my deep wounds
knowing it all
everyone hide
their past evil deeds
greyed leaves
floating
in dead stream
honestly
toward sea
once
I will float
like a soul leaf
in ether sea

 

 

INVISIBLE FOE

Internal lockdown
going on and
virus raining
continued
an evil plan runs
death's call has started
wait for your turn,
surgical struck brain
off-road and off-road
dread dreams procession
on mobile screen
tells the story of
migratory bird's
hatch death because
electro smog widely spreads
like invisible foe

 

 

LOVELY THRONES

If I could keep
a bunch of rain-soaked roses on your porch,
I know you won't take it, because
you have a fear of thorns on your palm again.
You understand all the mind's words
yet, is just pretending
not a rose for you

I can offer my life.

 

 BEAR FOREST

A furrowed freedom from life

A blue salvation

ascending to the hectic hill,

massive blockade of bears

Dead people in this forest

no entry,

go back,

Yet coming to erase

The last sign

in the quiet shade

of the bear forest

 

 

MIND

At the end of the festival night

When the moon disappears

By the forest

Later there is a pile of fireflies,

Torn petals floating onto

Depressed breeze,

Burnt in a prairie fire

Like trees, plants

Calves and cubs

Half-burned mind

Still waking the rest of-dream.

  

 

 SEED CARRIER 

A shadow of carnival

On the antique earth

an interview

soul to soul

languageless

on the eve of form

transformation

some symbolic

movement

positive and negative

neither you

nor me

where the root!

where the soil!

we are drifting seeds

from generation to generation

 

 

QUEEN

 

Not willing to grab your flowery pool,

am wishing to take a warm bath, roll

I never to be an owner of your royal palace,

it's known to all and known my tender heart piece

only a humble slice of a roof would be

covered ish sky onto my head lee

and a strip of balcony beneath my foot.

Those are sacred dream trees and root

 

I'm not worth your mighty King Major

but you are my best queen forever.

 

 

AGONY

 

The agony of being alone

deep realizing

dumb Street Lamp forlorn

 

Crossing level path

Reminds, curve

abyss grey feelings

 

thru sloping ravines life

sundry

harsh walking

in solitary

 

thou alone do the realm glow,

and

willing not mine

to be solo,

consulting myself.

 

 

LOVE-WATER

 

changing

hair color frequently

as scented droplets,

stolen red roses from her night garden, 

one, one dozen,

each night dews whisper,

shrill cry stars

her forlorn mirror is no more,

and seeing the face of the moon-misty in love water,

if fate wheel swirls again ever.

 

 

AN IRON BIRD

 

rising from grassroots level

the emerging iron bird shrill

still waiting on the queue

in a fading apron,

an optimist flint light beam

plays onto mind sky

abaft shadowed

sun

rise and falls,

poor dust flies away far

counting moment

of the last testing, her

 

 

A RUINED HEART

 

On the ruined mind wall

Some orchids

Some wilted leaves

Some incomplete bird nests

And cobwebs

The poor frescoes gasp softly

abused of hues of dreams,

willing not to dress up,

makeup

as before.

once has written

someone

with charcoal onto it,

her faded history.

 

 

SINGER

 

we shouldn't sing

and record during adolescence,

we know, but we do

 

 

GLORY MAIDEN

 

Stucking in the corner of your eyeball, misty,

am not a subtle source of arcane thrum rusty

easy bump of the crooked glitzy path,

a tuner & candid ruler of wrath speed

and a loyal key to beauty-form,

un-locking the mind into the serene breeze,

If I can disclose her

ahh, the blissful, graceful glory maiden,

that implore was not in vain

 

 

MAGICAL FRUIT

 

flattened a magical fruit:

in one side is amour,

severance

scribbled on the other back

 

 

 

3 comments:

  1. As a master weaver combines different threads to create a striking tapestry, the author has honed his craft to fashion a resplendent necklace of gleaming seeds of expression.

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  3. Thank you so much, Sadhana Rana for your beautiful poetic compliments.

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