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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required “One can never consent to creep When one feels an Impulse to soar”, once held by Helen. When I desire to win Bharat Ratna, I don't want to accept failure without participating But the politics, class discernment & dire domains won’t let me….. I am Jayasurya a 62-year-old poet, a prodigy synthesized Limerick er I have no pre-economic status I am a humble, tranquil and diligent man who aspires with steam in breath And esteem knowledge to become a poet. I have meticulous madness over literature from the birth And movement of misery since I landed on this earth Seconds I’ve spent, minutes I’ve melted, years I’ve yawned without sleep are as grim & challenging as staying still on a bicycle & being ill and can’t weep When I was alone near the seashore, I left my emotions through Tears When I was with my intimates, I’ve exhibited them through words When I was in front of the crowd, I made them into a song So finally I’ve decided to come up with an emotional elegy to my life. Dear pillow, sorry for the Tears on behalf of my eyes Dear brain, sorry for overloading you with ill gustoes Dear heart, sorry for all the disheartening dire damages Dear Globe, remorseful in advance as I will shrug and shiver you. My dear rain I love walking with you Because no one would know that I’m crying except you My kind sun I love running under you So my Tears would dry up soon. As I corralled in my dairy earlier "A poet is a sapient of notions, and a serpent to perform miracles. They release poems as saccharine poison and success in every session" isn’t true for me now. My piety lord “Where to go in these malevolent ways? What to really achieve before my death nays? Where to live in this immoral place? When would I die in these ill-advised days?” Blanket of dreams on my way Bottle of tears to accompany my stay Blazers are burning and blistering over my heart As bad as beasts and bison running to stab me with a desolated dart My lacerate was coated up with lyrics of treble waves My skin was synthesized with sizzling stanzas Daylight and dimness, dusk and dawn made me sleepless, By chance if I fall asleep poems appear in my dreams. Even If the public is not interested to know I want to say and make them obey that, I don’t take what I get Indeed I will only take that I need My glory may rise and fall A bad war at a bad place in the worst world In this modern era, participating in hard times is like being in a war I win or lose, I am the king.
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