Tag: passion
group name: passionatepoetry
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March 18, 2008 01:55 PM EDT --
Throbbing twilight
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A throb is coming alive,
It faces the cracked mirror,
And dares the reflection.
Jaded image speaks the tongue
Of an alien . . .
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March 22, 2008 08:16 AM EDT --
Seaside l ore---------------
She strolled down to sea at dead night.
That was the last of her seen, yet.
Legends roamed there and giggled with
Pebbles. Whispers of darkness were
So . . .
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March 29, 2008 01:27 PM EDT --
Where is my voice
That gives meaning
To my name?
It is lost in the echoes
. . .
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March 17, 2008 09:41 AM EDT --
A fire atop the tower
(to Janet Louise - )
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Utter those magical screams at our souls,
Echoes of it knocking around the walls.
A towering monument to . . .
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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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April 07, 2008 11:24 AM EDT --
Moon on the rear view mirror (assassin)
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Moon on the rear view mirror
Chasing the assassin's speeding
Chariot. . . .
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May 21, 2008 08:34 AM EDT --
I like it blended
The sweat and the market.
Life on the village is stirring.
The beggar and the thief
Half heartedly handing over
Their loots to the leader.
The vendor . . .
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May 18, 2008 01:28 AM EDT --
House...1
Four walls lift it on their shoulder.
Sounds of rain dropping on it was the music
My childhood likes most.
A kite is dangling from its corner.
Roof looks at its brilliant . . .
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June 11, 2008 05:53 PM EDT --
Yesterday
The streets were wider
Now so narrow.
I would go
To the place of mystery
Is gone.
Truths revealed.
The wide-eyed wonder
Of a child dissolved
Into the eyes
Of that . . .
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June 23, 2008 11:09 AM EDT --
Change (open the window)
"Open the window."
Someone inside says.
Hands tremble and stop.
The non-habituated windows sound of rust.
The streaks of light those
Are used . . .
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October 06, 2008 10:46 AM EDT --
Nei ghbor hood
Bent tail quivers.
A soft sound, almost negligent follows you home.
Turn head. See it.
Is the blond dog, a pariah, saying something?
Begging? Warning? . . .
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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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June 27, 2008 07:50 AM EDT --
Hope? What is it to her?
She presses the top of her walking stick
as if it is the "hope", personified.
Count the number of the thud of its strokes
on the gravel path . . .
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September 23, 2008 08:56 AM EDT --
Bigotry and a bird
He closes his eyes,
tries to believe
his sword shall give life
to many more innocents.
He touches his temple
to erase entirety
of his memories. . . .
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May 11, 2008 04:09 AM EDT --
1 Saturday road
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Busy to get back.
Ask them" whereto?"
They will only look at their feet.
2 A Sunday road
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June 29, 2008 05:07 AM EDT --
Euro 2008: an unofficial poem
No slipup is now allowed. He utters
them, the words; as her hand slips into his.
The knockout level is a sphere where
the atmospheric pressure . . .
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June 06, 2008 02:57 AM EDT --
The tree
The tree that has opted for an escape from spring
Stands forlorn, in the midst of the greens frolicking.
Waiting only for its favorite bird to come
Tugging down small . . .
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June 10, 2008 07:21 AM EDT --
Home
"Boys. Oh, boys." She tells.
The bouts of cough in between.
The few of her pictures
Resting on the table with
A short leg. Sepia.
A cup of tea long past its
. . .
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June 18, 2008 10:56 AM EDT --
A wall full of you { Wednesday Gather essential}
A wall of thoughts is between us.
The singing rain whistles at you,
a woman, complete and you swing
with wind's . . .
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June 19, 2008 08:54 AM EDT --
A snippet on an afternoon
Chirping in a mango trove,
lazy afternoon
is in an exploit to pass time.
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