Rene was composing a bangla song. After decades and motivations distant from a light year, he truly tried. Just with one concept. Photosynthesis is not something photogenic. Certainly not an easy subject, not quite popular that fame is blessed about.
"I think you need a break. Simply try an easier path."
Shanta wanted to cheer him up.
"Let me brief you with a little scenario. A written up verse should not be a price tag , nor should it be anything other than a equidistant line that fails to understand occupation and occupied territory. By the time the second line will emerge, I am tired. So awfully tired!" Rene shrugged.
“Find an agency. That will help you adopt children from both
sides.”
Shanta tried to smile. She had a sad note to pass. Their only child would be dropped out as they found him smoking and in other felons too. She could not sleep for the last four days.
He looked her in the eye.
An uncomfortable stair… a staircase…with rise, with tread.
But give it all you got, Then you will find God in drops of rain.
In nothingness. God does not need us. We need Him.
Categories:
equidistant, april,
Form: Prose Poetry
Whilst pensive and serene
and seated on the loo
contentedly having
my morning number two
my serenity was shaken
torn asunder
by a massive mistake
a terrible blunder
someone had installed a new toilet-roll
hopelessly bungling this very simple op
the paper, oh horror of horrors
was not being fed from over the top
as quick as a flash
not missing a beat
I swopped it around to feed as it should
restoring my serenity with this simple feat
business now concluded
with a nod of approval I watched it unroll
but, this glaring absurdity
had taken its toll
with hands properly washed
and soap in its receptacle, right side up
I saw something else that had my nerves all ajangle
another absurdity whose jig was now up
the towel on its rail
was not folded in two
but haphazardly bunched
and hanging askew
drying my hands
I folded it neatly as it will be on show
then hung it back up
ends equidistant from the tiled floor below
leaving the bathroom a tad overwrought
I immediately felt my sanity slipping
with a nice cup of tea and some toast on my mind
my senses were assailed by the kitchen tap dripping.
Categories:
equidistant, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
bilocating consciousness
immanent and transcendent
in, within, equidistant from both
soul pierces the veil of ignorance
we are not here but doings are done
even as we abide in unbound freedom
descending, ascending across all realms
accepting God’s will is propelled by purpose
Categories:
equidistant, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
Somewhere Else
there
in the midtone gray near distance
I am
eyes open and closed
howling outside and in
standing or floating
at once
the cool hydraulic swirl within me
chases the horizon out and out
in a cloud of tiny metal balls
I'm turning over and over
the machine pulse is smooth and heavy
I drop
and bounce along a glass floor
rolling perfect sphere
the locus of points
equidistant from birth and death
once there was no time
or all time when you look
but now it's as if
I'm called again
to spend today
and buy tomorrow
to slow the crushing dawn of night
to kiss the twilight lips of heaven
Categories:
equidistant, birth, confusion, death, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
Wednesday's the middle of the sandwich
equidistant from weekends -- unhitched
Plenty of room for all those toppings
ketchup, mayo and rain showers -- she's sopping
How unjust, other days' inequitable ways
they'd blanch at my nickname of 'Hump Day'...
Alas, ignominy grinds on; the day's not yet over
~ Tomorrow's Thursday, that four-leaf clover
Categories:
equidistant, day, jealousy,
Form: Couplet
equidistant concentric circles of light
dancing to rhythm of soundless thunder
heighten throbs of magnetic bliss delight
as essence of presence looks on in wonder
grid lines vertical sprout branches horizontal
taking the pilgrim to experience not in scriptures
vaporised consciousness to divine surprise amiable
abandons dependence upon self proclaimed teachers
12-September-2021
Categories:
equidistant, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
For I myself,
I sit and watch and wait
as if time were transcendental
as though I can make life’s
moments move
FAST
or s l o w.
As if some preconceived and instructive checklist
were handed to me.
I watch now,
as the world goes round,
heeding THIS man’s deference
to
THAT man’s song.
The string,
which binds all to this planet,
ever present
and equidistant
between the generations
of all who have gone before.
Does our voyeurs perception
cast an untenable perspective?
Thrusting those
measured and metered days
into chaos.
Can one persevere,
and succeed
IF Schrodingers cat
is both
ALIVE and DEAD ?
Has that tree really fallen in the forest,
IF no one observed it’s final decay
as it falls
and thuds
with mediocrity
to the ground, to take note ?
Are WE star dust blown cautiously by the wind ?
Or
Are WE in an ever repeating cyclical cycle of
BIRTH
LIFE
DEATH
RINSE and REPEAT ?
A soul of blood, flesh, tears, happiness and pain,
on a journey from nothingness
and back again.
Categories:
equidistant, allegory, creation, destiny, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Here, around me,
all seen things moving
on own ways
there, beyond my sight
all unseen things moving
also on own ways
same time
different places
occurring the same events or different events
but the points of life are
drawing the lines at the same time
all over the world
parallel equidistant
side by side
line by line
either face to face or back to back
but no stoppage is occurring there
01.09.2020 Chattogram
Categories:
equidistant, life,
Form: Free verse
Let us chase each other‘s urge on scalding heaths,
Like ponies on the gallop without rein,
A deep seat harness cast into oblivion in the spurt to sea green passion‘s cosmic haze.
Equidistant red clouds now they
ripple at the thought of sensual hearts with pine ablaze.
Soaring pulse rate lodger
on the snoop of citrus rue.
Plume of lilac giggles scare the awestruck azure perch bird whose mating patterns seem like beaky pecks.
Homing pigeon instinct gets the better of our maple leaf alliance as we wade through vapid marshes at the foot of Alum-kuh
NB Alum- kuh is escarpment in Iran
Pine as human need
Categories:
equidistant, art, beautiful, beauty, care,
Form: Prose Poetry
The spoils of war and the comfort of your home all locked up in a web of spiders silk and dusty blue Columbines. A mid-winter sky raging brilliant white electricity while I dig my fingernails into my palms. Open heart, shattered core, and a vibrant pain pulsing, silently underneath. Cover me. As I rise and fade and then rise again. Seperate a corner of the earth to hold me on and carve out an uneven foundation. I cannot be made to hold steady, unbalanced all over my life. Gripping the fear as it shoots thru my spine, equidistant from my shoulder blades, and I don't know what to do once I'm holding onto it. Each day is a mess of these laser lines flying thru my self, tangible and unreal. If I could just work my way back to the beginning. The very first shock of mental anguish, maybe I'd untangle some of my self. And maybe I'd just magnify the creaking, rotten cabin I've been building to hide inside. But it sure would be something to see. All my selfish turmoil laid out and choreographed. Placed precariously over bones full of bullet holes.
So leave me with the sky. With no tourism in my head. I'm counting star patterns. I'm not afraid right now.
Categories:
equidistant, abuse, angst, anxiety, deep,
Form: Free verse
In the quiet still moment there is balance,
A true nothingness equidistant from fear and elation,
To perch in this place can be unsettling,
As I have been trained to accept the effort of wanting something else,
I must grow comfortable accepting what is.
Categories:
equidistant, black african american, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
The holes aren't equidistant
and the spot welds aren't spot-on,
the varnish on the handle over sixty years has gone.
It lies with all the modern stuff,
their plastic and brushed steel
but for all it's vintage shabbiness
it has a pleasing feel
and does the job time and again
as it's supposed to do,
no reason after all this time to swap
for something new.
Dad made it in his lunch breaks,
such tinkering fulfilled him,
sadly in an environment
that eventually killed him.
Some show their love to their fair wives
with flowers, which is nice,
but true love comes from lasting gifts
like my late Mum's fish slice.
Categories:
equidistant, love, time,
Form: Rhyme
LOVE REFLECTED AND UNTOLD
Late at night when the universe is asleep,
I stay up and reflect about you,
I gaze at the darkest night stars and crave that I was in yours arms,
But no matter how much I pray,
No matter how abundantly I wish,
The universe did not permit it.
In my tortured slumber,
I awake in wonder,
What if?
You’re on my mind,
You’re in my thoughts,
Take me away to an equidistant world,
Where am there, you’re there and everyone else is
Somewhere, somewhere within the misty morn,
But they can’t find me, can’t find you.
They must accept it,
We must embrace it.
It’s inevitable that my heart would not change,
This wouldn’t grow dim,
I tried it, to conceal my feelings,
To entomb the pain,
I can’t dismiss it,
I failed,
Failed miserably.
I have acknowledged, I have rejected,
Rejected you, oh no not you!
You’re like a cell in my body,
The blood that runs through my veins,
You can’t wither, you can’t fade.
Forever with me, a part of my soul,
Intertwined in my body.
Maybe it’s time, Maybe I should quit,
This battle I am not going to win.
It will only be a tragedy “three hearts”
One choice.
I’d rather suffer, I’d rather be alone….
Categories:
equidistant, absence, heart, lonely, lost
Form: I do not know?