Falling of dark
Folding a fear in me
Brings rain if it’s
Increasing by another fold
My fear
Not now
But when I was small
Categories:
folding(a), anxiety, character, childhood, dark,
Form: Free verse
I pondered
Unanswered
I wondered
What, when and how to do it
I had a book in my hands
Question still unanswered
Turning over a page
What, when and how to do it
Using a bookmarker
Leaving the book; as new
Or; folding a corner
What, when and how to do it
The book captured me
The end was near
Only three chapters
What, when and how to do it
The clock was ticking
After all; tomorrow
Was almost today
And I; I left
I left; her
Categories:
folding(a), books, break up, light,
Form: Free verse
napkin holder...
what an
easy job
Categories:
folding(a), work,
Form: Senryu
How can I explain my love for you
When I’m judging you
Afraid of every subject
You bring to my attention
Things on your vision board
Gained your intuition
You’re intuitive I’m a pessimistic
We both God’s students I’m Muslim
You Christian
Who gives a
Chuck Taylor ties like I’m hooping
But I’m just tired of falling for old games
I seen girls 3 times bad as you like the blue print
But I’m use to holding in
But this seems like I’m folding a letter with date on it
Chinese fold
Then it’s a bomb away
Throwing shots to your direction
We older it’s a section
If I die tomorrow let’s make kids our complexion
I was one year after 5 during 9/11
I get nervous and disguise the weather
And it means nothing but you ask God why are we catching
So many feelings when we don’t even how long we here
At the moment bring closer to your ears
I whispered that I love you and the butterflies reappear
I once stopped and got paint brushes from sears
Categories:
folding(a), addiction, allah, america, angst,
Form: Free verse
Keep postponing the inevitable
The price indelible on our psych
May be let it all just burn down
Tumble down in ashes..
Should that we let it all end..
To what gain then shall it be
Your delight still in their sons
Your joy in the sons of men
So is there a price too steep
Should U let it all end..
What hope for the unborn
The ones still in diapers
Unable to fathom the truth
Them darkening waters
The sacred promise
Glory of Zion..
Gateway to the first
Settlement..
Banks of river Gihon
Pilgrims shedding tears of Joy
A sight be-folding a city of promise
New Jerusalema.. will it ever be
Should I let it all burn.
Dream turn to ashes..
Gates shutting..
Pillars splitting
Fires re lighting
Ushering in Judgement.
Categories:
folding(a), allusion, faith, irony, religious,
Form: Blank verse
ROLL PLAY ACTION
Her way of folding a laptop
her way of ignorance of things,which is
her way of holding the things when she smile things like
Roll of emotions day by day in a play of Action.
with love all
jagdish bajantri
Categories:
folding(a), emotions, i love you,
Form: Romanticism
The Pyjamas
And you have your pyjamas on and think is this the way they are
going to find me tomorrow so you get up change into a clean one
The green one that looks lively like someone about to join a party
that was delayed by a sudden death.
“Doesn’t he look lovely? Did you know his tan came from a bottle?
Vain but otherwise he was ok, his habit of folding a sock in his
crotch to give the impression he was well endowed, ludicrous should
someone showing an interest. Nevertheless, he always gave me a lift
when I was going into town, he asked for nothing only that I let him
touch my breasts, he gave me 20 Euros.
I didn’t ask for the money- I’m not a whore- he just liked me.”
Look at him in his casket my sister used to clean his house once
a week and take clothes to the laundry, she always doubled the bill
I think he knew but never let on he did.
Then it was morning, I had a hot shower tested the blood sugar
Normal as usual but I’m bored of eating so much cabbage.
Categories:
folding(a), angst, art, chocolate, color,
Form: Blank verse
I tried folding a paper crane again the other day
and it didn't turn out right
tracing back my folds,
I knew I missed somewhere
unfolding, re-creasing, refolding
just tracing my fingers back
fingers
feeling the paper
and beyond
A three-minute fold
times 10 now
Even if I needed to do other things,
I paid no mind, determined to fold that crane
I had to get this right.
I had to.
Almost there...
As it turns out,
I only missed one step,
--something to do with its wings, I believe...
Amazing how a single step
could be so important.
Stretching its wings now,
the paper crane
soars proudly on my palm...
So beautiful.
In refolding this paper crane,
I hope I never forget...
Amazing how easily things slip from our minds,
but more amazing
is when our hearts Do remember.
We remember,
and then we Do something...
...I have hundreds of paper cranes yet to fold,
it may be taking me far longer
than what I had initially planned...
but yes, you are in my thoughts,
you are in my prayers...
and I shall continue folding these cranes.
...I revel in the thought, for that moment,
when I can send them flying towards the Sun...
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Categories:
folding(a), dedication, life, recovery from...,
Form: Free verse