Tag: poetic
group name: happyhiplucky
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April 05, 2008 08:09 AM EDT --
Rape of a housemaid
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April 10, 2008 09:12 AM EDT --
He knows pain
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He let them take his advantage,
Plunder the soft tissues of heart.
The eyes hurt to conceal dark brooks.
They pick him so easy and taunt. . . .
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May 15, 2008 11:08 AM EDT --
Bedroom
The world has sent him early to his bed
The doors kept ajar partly disclose truths..
A world apart, ages apart, half known.
The night of difference that will crawl in
His . . .
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April 11, 2008 09:34 AM EDT --
Snippet -I
His dull scissors fell from a hand too old.
The red dirt of a village road ahead.
The village barber's hairs flow in arid air
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April 23, 2009 10:23 PM EDT --
Mid Summer Noon’s Dreams
The station of mid noon is desolate;
the platform is really a flowing stream
waves of shining sun sweeps him away.
The aged . . .
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May 16, 2008 10:08 AM EDT --
Deliverance
The shadow of the winged creature
Upon the arid-gold meadows...
The shades of the trees have shortened,
The high-lighted flowers on earth
Uplift their faces asking . . .
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April 04, 2008 06:15 AM EDT --
A game of chess
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A buzzing insect, a defective light,
The door with a net face and broken hinge,
A jump of a silhouette cat captures mind.
A cot and a smudged . . .
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April 15, 2008 09:13 AM EDT --
Woman inside
The woman inside the skin of his head
Picks up those stones they have thrown and builds a
Rock garden amid the mess of days, nights
And life.
The curious world . . .
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May 10, 2008 09:54 AM EDT --
wasted promises
The wasted promises are conserving,
One day an explosion will rip apart.
The tree, under which thousands of human
Wait and return to empty dream's graveyard, . . .
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August 10, 2008 01:31 AM EDT --
A sea is born
(snippet)
Grievances erode in a tide of passionate cry.
Her hand is a warm pressure on a feeble shoulder.
It is so long since you have lost salt-water.
A sea is born. . . .
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October 08, 2008 11:43 PM EDT --
Long
A touch sometimes crosses a long distance.
Touching the marble, she feels it again.
It is like a field of enormity
rests in between. A cold paddy field that rests
after its prime . . .
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April 08, 2008 11:38 PM EDT --
A m oment of truth
Disappointment flies amid the eternal sky
Great as it might be it can't surpass one dusk.
She climbs up a steeple, chases a gust of wind
That . . .
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April 13, 2008 04:48 AM EDT --
summer of the bird
Like the bird the next door neighbor
Has left in your care
During their vacation
And you have fallen in love with,
Summer months of long nothing
chirps . . .
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April 20, 2008 12:15 AM EDT --
Faces of death
Sunset, now, on my window begging to write it
A purple suicide note.
'Come on write it for yourself.' I may have uttered.
Selfish-man as I am
Or a man who . . .
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April 23, 2008 02:47 PM EDT --
A night ride
A sweet breeze touches the face, plays with locks,
The car moves with the light and shadow of night.
The torn blanket drawn over by side street
The breeze becomes . . .
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May 01, 2008 08:46 AM EDT --
Island
They say it is five hour's journey to land.
Five hours to see blue and green waves of salt.
Five hours for one blurred picture of seagulls,
Five hours to observe today . . .
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May 26, 2008 12:54 PM EDT --
Words of a sea
Words of a sea spoken in close whispers
It is an avid proponent of sky.
I wish I could lift my face to sky, blue.
Instead I decide to watch the death-pain
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September 04, 2008 08:19 AM EDT --
Travel
His class teacher.
Is he asking
a question?
Just then
he has been
traveling the world
and the world beyond
carried away by
the chirping of an
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October 15, 2008 10:38 AM EDT --
White blank you were
The white paper keeps a steady stare
at me. It's fair void is rousing something
within. "What are you looking at? Do not!"
still, . . .
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December 05, 2008 10:01 PM EST --
Prism
He stoops and picks up his diamond.
A piece of broken prism, some may say.
It has been on the dirt.
He looks up
albeit there is no chandelier to be seen.
The place . . .
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