Best Drummed Poems

I walked in darkness along the shore
seeking only solitude and nothing more
Thunder drummed from somewhere far away
like foreboding timpani as clouds began to play
They competed...

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Slowly the curtains parted a head peeps out
Dressed as a small child so lifelike

Can see the strings working the arms
In a disjointed fashion
But the eyes.....
the...

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My name is Devi, a foolish name really for it means Angel, and I certainly am not. The city of Phnom Penh had been our...

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Seize the day 


This Diwali night is the Festival of Lights,
A spark lend to dull and monotonous lives,

Living without friends is as if in a...

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Dreams herein, our progeny, still birth sometimes inside,
blind and rigor twisted, formless foetuses upon
the terrace steps where innocence bled and occasionally died
screeching for salvation when...

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Gourmet Spider


Please, please, please don’t eat me
I am so tiny
Not a meal at all
Eight spindly legs and no abdomen to speak of
So please, please, please...

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It’s been drummed into our heads,
ever since we were little males:
Boyz to Men don’t cry

But Jesus wept

Seeing my grandmothers crying at night,
sitting on their beds,...

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Once there was 
a tiny tree,
who wished itself
a lofty, wide-spread
oak; 
        longing to have 
on him song-birds light...
...

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Do you recall the fields of flowers, that swayed and shifted their stance
as the wind swirled around them?
Do you recall the leaves that floated in...

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It All Started With A Parade

All walks of people crowding the streets 
Like moving vessels of a mighty fleet. 
Jolly Diana, a wake-up call at...

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Through a ritual pronounce to re-awaken my soul;
i drummed close your burning heights,
the lambent flames of my cursed voice warmed up your heart,

In my quest...

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A is for Accordion, squeezing air with bellows
B is for Banjo, five strings plucked by bluegrass fellows

C is for Clavichord, keyboard with a metal sound
D...

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My Grandmother had a sage saying,
she would regale us with, many times.
With various nouns for exchanging.
But, the meaning rang clear like a chime.

"Pretty is as...

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In opposition they criticize all that is wrong
and all that is good, according to their agenda.
They put clogs in wheels, aided by defiant unions
and often...

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Ama you are a father 
Father my father
Whose basket of fishes
Sweetened my mother’s dishes
Whose naked feet danced
The jungle drum you drummed.

I remember
Father I still remember
Those...

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