sun tan oil permeates Red Haw Beach
toddler in ruffled sunsuit is screaming
young men are watching girls in tiny suits
gritty wet sand oozes between my toes
seagull swoops down and steals a cracker
beach ball lands on old man who does not wake
“Marco Polo!” is screamed from the water
long sigh escapes from my stress-filled body
dark sunglasses hide my curious eyes
I flip onto my tummy and relax
listening to the distinct summer sounds
the laughter and screams of happy children
My best friend was a different race guy.
He was far less lettered than I
But business wise far smarter,...
Good enough to be my master!
He gave me enormous gifts.
I gave him economic lifts.
He valued me, I valued him,
And we were a formidable team!
Once upon the turbulent waters of life,
And born out of racial strife,
My car was being taken from me.
He delivered me from infamy!
He and I were highly equal.
Respect for each other's cultures was mutual
His mantra was "Live and let live."
And the man was always willing to give!
To be sure, our relationship was unusual.
Indeed, it was quite special.
It was distinct in his community
And no less in my society.
I survived him for he passed on,
But in my life he's been an icon.
He covered my back many times,
Even though we grew in different climes!
In an unwarned minute,
He’d begun to spin it,
Setting himself no limit
Like one eyeing some summit:
A forced-to-be-rotating band
Praying to slip off for restful sand
From a busied tormenting left hand
And the next minute he was a man
Achieving great things without plan
And even without stirring a foot
Of problems getting at their root;
Entirely relying on his instinct,
Vocally praising it for being distinct …
Many would’ve said he was killing Time
And as many pretending to use Time;
A possible number “Hatching some crime”
Perhaps some “A glass of undiluted lime”
But I was sure in his finished rice ‘much thyme’.
Those who are in an attempt of self-annihilation
They have found the original perpetual presence
Those who have embraced himself in his own secrets
They have got his seat with the existence of supreme spirit
Those who have been the lover of the deepest love of God
They are living dead with eternity in the primordial existence
-Chattogram
Twenty teens relic of Poetry Soup
Self richeously titled 'Destroyer'
Pours gallons of gobblety goop
Franchised vagueness purveyor
Esteemed evaporates as steam
Puffed vapours stutter once were
Sophistication of learning machines
On command deliver similar blur
Structure secures tenures
Moulded by word discernment
Evolving phrasing reverence
Salutes Her Honour's adjournment
Sock drawer tipped upside down
Displays threadbare mismatches
Spilled contents far less profound
than moment incubation hatches
Simmering pungent chopped onion
Shrunken potential, slips translucent
Terrified writer uses cliche crutches
Readers' precious alliance loosened
A.I inhales sailing sequence snippets
Derivative diminishes in computer reign
Harddrive heartache flimsily depicted
Random frequent phrases fail to explain
Gathered calamity of data diaphanous
Hive imput spits cacophony deafening
Authenticity bears value of writers
Trophies consciousness refreshing
I pray to gain great so the pains will leave my lane, drain
I seek light, that is brightness so I will leave the night darkness
I pray for protection so my days on Earth will not be put into dislocation
because we are all humans and that we need protection in different occasion
Oh Lord, you are the father of all us
The beginning and the end
The Lord of Lord
And the king of king
When we call upon your name you make wonders;
Wonders that can't be counted different times, numbers
May your name be glorified
Forgive us our sin
because we have sin against you in distinct ways
Father I come to you as your child
Because we are your children and that you never failed your children
Lord I seek wisdom, knowledge and understanding;
Understanding that it is not easliy explainable
We are learners, I am learner
We all have different way to go
Lord, be our guardian
Lead us to the right path
So that we will not loose ourselves in different part
It is said there will be strategy
Make our own into good one, comedy
Non for the tragedy.
No distinct morning
Nor a deeper sky
Or a high alter
Was needed.
A fatigued sun
A gloomier moon
Or a more pale wind
Could make ways
Could carry us on
Or linger awhile
Or think
Should we sink ?
Should we float ?
In each others oblivion ?
A friend cast to the land of a distinct
Frigid base, she said...
Lonesome embraced the yearn, mum likewise
Forfeit the identity, stumbled to the pivot of stir
A missed scraped of self-consciousness
The alert of all mistaken
Failed which taken about the half year of a time
Still another year kindly to visit
Await is the other chapter of her book which filled by the tears and sweats
Those eyes desiccated
Fagged had spun for the still
Tiring had mourned upon her fool
If only the existence able to teleport or be returned
Indeed I knew
Thou heart rooted within
Seeks the pedestal of berth and backrest for a lean
Fell into a soot of mother-earth and longing for the creatures which stood upon
Once thou reborn
Morphed into the maturer form
And when the time has come
Every single cells of glory threw pride upon sun
For the down valley beneath her soul taught the life lessons
Afar from a distinct revealed the pavement of her inner soul
Nevertheless frigid base undertaken the coral of her blizzard
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Depth of love varies
Let all to draw God's picture
Heart is heart distinct
Still air
Hesitation
What went
Wrong
Too much
Smoke filled
Lungs
So raw
Still sarcasm
In vain
Why'd I say
That
And why did
You stop
Talking
Too early
Still bodies
Stale mate
In minutes
Before we
Could get
Beyond ourselves
I wish we
Knew this before hand
Still night
Smoke rises
And blows
North
It's not like
Before
When lungs
Were so raw
my blood and bones spits
our heritage, hut and hits
our accent … speaking spirits
I talk, I scream
I yell, I sing
I laugh, I cry
I live, I die
I love, I hate
I rush, I wait
I spend, I save
I give up, I have faith
Unique Personality
Distinct individuality
I win, I lose
I don't try, I prove
I cause, I prevent
I am soft, I am cement
I eat, I drink
I float, I sink
I rise, I fall
I am short, I am tall
Unique Personality
Distinct individuality
I wake up, I dream
I resist, I feign
I walk, I drive
I surrender, I strive
I stop, I go
I am fast, I am slow
I am hot, I am cold
I am young, I am old
Unique Personality
Distinct individuality
I deny, I allow
I am ashamed, I am proud
I give, I receive
I doubt, I believe
I am king, I am queen
I am ignored, I am seen
I litter, I clean
I am nice, I am mean
Unique Personality
Distinct individuality
I have my own traits
I have my own character
I chose my own behavior
And whether you accept me
or reject me
I will no matter what
Continue to be me.
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