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Summer
summer is in bloom,
a green caterpillar roams
bite marks on leaves
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it is raining here,
crows and pigeons drenched to toes—
leaves are born again
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Anti-Healing
Blood gushes out of my body
like a succulent liquid;
my arms have lost their strength—
now they are too light;
I stood there, affixed to the place of my origin,
waiting for a hug;
my roots of agony run deep, coursing through layers and layers of history;
I have no heart but I did make memories.
Children came to me in summer,
and hugged me, a warm comfort—
maybe all of us were healing.
They scribbled on my back,
gently...
But then, some broken-hearted, love-laced
lover
h.a.m.m.e.r.e.d.
nails into my trunk.
I let him cry on me,
let him lie against me—
the wind lulled him to sleep
sometimes.
You might have mistaken me for a human
being...
sorry, I am a tree—
I was.
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Turmoil
There is a silent numbness in my heart—
it breaks, and breaks the reverie of mind.
This living, throbbing flesh has come apart;
the torment has been rough and less than kind.
Hark! the wind is slithering through grass;
Death shall spare no jolly lad or lass.
But soon, this tempest will subside
only to fall anon and rise.
Away, away, my eyes are full!
I need not you, nor words of lie...
No way, no way, can I then pull
away from you. Words don't lie.
Midnight is when this love is ripe,
but fits of terror seize me whole.
The beads of sweat on forehead wipe
away my worries, calm my soul.
My nerves are still, and I am calm.
The peace returned is my balm.
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I Married a Poet
I married a poet. Initially, I thought I might have to sacrifice a lot and get by in life on the meagre income of a poet.
I was wrong.
Even though he may not be the richest man but he is the richest in heart. His words are sweet, undeceiving, like the honest sunrays dancing on the waves. I blush every day as he leaves for work with a small note attached to the dinner table.
I was right.
After 3 years of our marriage, he joined a school where he teaches his students how to live life without worries. He was chosen for me like the raindrop that touched the first leaf.
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Kindness
Be the kind who is kind to all, and know that words don't just hurt others but cut through the chest; slashing its way through; these pointed word-knives slice with malice, and if you try to pry them out the knives will melt into the shape of "Sorry…"
Some words do soothe the aching heart, but—above all—it tears you apart! Sweet-sounding words do issue from their lips but the petals are moist with maggots falling out in place of a comforting perfume. How they wriggle out of the listener's ears— the ear falls off, infested.
Be kind— one of a kind.
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Turmoil
There is a silent numbness in my heart—
it breaks, and breaks the reverie of mind.
This living, throbbing flesh has come apart;
the torment has been rough and less than kind.
Hark! the wind is slithering through grass;
Death shall spare no jolly lad or lass.
But soon, this tempest will subside
only to fall anon and rise.
Away, away, my eyes are full!
I need not you, nor words of lie...
No way, no way, can I then pull
away from you. Words don't lie.
Midnight is when this love is ripe,
but fits of terror seize me whole.
The beads of sweat on forehead wipe
away my worries, calm my soul.
My nerves are still, and I am calm.
The peace returned is my balm.
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Mechanical Love
Can I love a being of metal? Human-like but not human— and her voice is not like petal, but some gears made to run.
And when Mahmoud Darwish wrote;
“tumhari gair maujoodgi mein sab theek hai, siwaye mere.”
Allow me to present a piece of my heart:
sou phool khile hai un wadiyon mein, siwaye tere
- Moin
Translation: One hundred flowers have bloomed in those valleys, except you
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What brought you to the world of poetry I wonder?
If I say that my curiosity for the English language brought me to the world of poetry, it wouldn't be wrong.
But what made me actually dive into this unknown world was a poem I read in my eleventh grade. I was reading a poem for leisure, and a thought came to my mind. "These poets are humans, like us. If they can write a poem, why can't I?" Then my journey began.
I transitioned from nature poems to love; love poems to hate; hate poems to experimental poems; experimental to structured poems; and finally back to love and nature poetry. I am still exploring.
Thank you for asking, @most-ment ! I am honoured.
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The Wilted Love
My love, I do not love you.
Leave me! Let me lose my mind.
I am still and nothing new,
but all the pain, PAIN combined!
I will not be rude, love, twice.
Begone! This hour is not mine.
Have a say? Then be precise.
Be so quick before I whine.
(I know that winter reigns your heart.
But will there never be a sun?
Without you whither shall I dart?
Are...are you not my only hun?)
I am done with loving you.
This love you can not renew.
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The Presence
Standing in the rain
with her beside me,
I smile the length of a rainbow.
The rain falls.
I feel alive!
I sense a circus of emotions,
juggling Joy, Anxiety and Bliss
and nothing falls apart.
A complete man I am!
The rain falls slowly.
Steaming cup in my hand,
the wafting smell is pleasing
to me;
she sits in front of me
with a dazzling smile,
she holds my hands and asks:
"Which warmth is your favourite:
the coffee's or mine?
I kiss her hand;
no words are needed
where actions are loud enough.
The rain descends.
We walk away
to our favourite place;
where we met and sat
and had a chat,
and we are glad...
We laugh at our silly days,
and I find myself pinching her cheeks.
She repays me with a nose pinch.
We both laugh and time
stops
to look at us.
The rain has stopped,
but a storm rises in my heart.
Suddenly!
She grabs my hand and leads me
somewhere where I had never been,
for she wants me to be a part of her
forever.
Note: This is a prequel to The Absence poem I posted yesterday.
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The Absence
Standing in the rain,
I can not forget her smile,
nor can I see it again.
The rain falls.
Why did I hope to be alive?
when all I am
is
a carcass moving like a snail,
but liquifying with each trail
until I am no more.
The rain falls still.
Steaming cup in my hand,
the wafting smell is pleasing
to those who have a heart of joy;
not me, who has had his heart
loved—
shouldered by sorrow, slowly.
The imprints of my lips are cold,
exuding a forgotten warmth
yet, on the other side of the table,
a strange silhouette warms my ears—
ah! The coffee stings my tongue.
The rain falls heavily.
I walk away
somewhere;
where we met and sat
and had a chat,
and I was glad...
My hands are cold and cracked,
but a ghost of hand holds them
and I feel loved in this
depressing rain.
The rain stops.
Altogether.
The mood is worsening more,
and I must go somewhere;
where you are not
but I am.
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Hating Hatred
Dread and terror will be rising
from the bottom of my heart,
hate, and hate will start devising;
all your schemes shall fall apart.
Not one inch of my hatred then
will fill the emptiness you feel,
and love will only count to ten
before your heart can wholely heal.
You stabbed me with a smile so bright
that all remorse was swallowed in.
But I will not give in to spite
and that shall teach you how to win.
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Love at Almost Midnight
I have set my heart on you;
it beats in joyous glee.
Feelings which I can't subdue
are running towards thee.
So hold me like you hold a string,
and mould my heart like clay;
careful be with what you sing,
for it won't beat and stay.
The night is also calling me
as moon and stars have come to see
the reason why I smile at thee,
for I have you and you have me.
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Hello there, what's your favourite type of poetry to write?
My favourite type of poetry is—most probably—quatrain, rhyming. If you were to ask me for flawless flow of thoughts with accuracy, it would be free-verse. I am still exploring other forms of poetry.
As for theme, it is better when I write story-poems, romance, nature and dejected poems.
What are your favourites, my friends?