Long Armours Poems

She said
“We are slowly and always eroding
As we lose more and more
By little bits and little bits they fall
They are falling 
Prey to the fading and wasting away
Of the nameless one and all his dark...

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When the sky shall cry soon,
your head shall be the dwelling place
of its tears of shame and lame.
I will help to sing this cracking song,
an unbelievable old fashioned tone,
a jazz tone of Fela Anikulapo,
Nigeria shall...

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6. 
i am to be blown off on the first bombardment 
then it is to be flown 
in the crowd of  fire-flies 
on the bushes of the scented-lemons 

and it is to see the...

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Roars of dark shadows covered through the dusty iron blocks, raining down in tunes on the souls of the districts. The spot of a thousand bleeds and blood stood man made animals, humans set to...

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Where are those battle-braves essayed
By epic, Where their triumph go?
Where, the rare braveries portrayed,
Where did the blood that was shed flow? 
Villain Duryodhan’s wrath-wrapped woe,
Dhritarashtra’s nerves, anger, gall
The battles as raged  as we know,
Time...

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For Aleppo

What is the joy of war if not the fragments
 of blood sprinkled unholily on the ground?
Aleppo has seen this braveness and succumbed
that the testament lies in the swords and armours.
I can feel the...

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Dearest downfall, constant fiend,
You seek my out, in darkest dreams.
You know my faults and play them well,
Accompany me to planes of hell.

Longest time, you hide and watched,
Build me up then throw me off.
Debary thick, it...

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Death! I ’m afraid if you can trample the thorns of agony 
Spread all over my courtyard; 
You are bare footed, 
Any way, come, 
I will give you studs for your boots 
And armours, made...

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There's this little fragile
Betwixt the escort.
Trying to understand
Their psyche,
Their interest.
Are they really the armours
Or the aviary?
And will the dust devil arrive,
Rising from our own silhouette,
Compressing the cage of ribs
With the bludgeon?
Illusion of something erroneous,
Or may...

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One day, on a sudden whim,
I started a sponsored slim
In an effort to get me trim
And raise funds, for our ‘Hospice’ of much renown
Things were going good,
I was doing what I should
By eating healthy food
But...

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Man up in the street of the country!
No better chances than this we see now.
All the youth must wear their armours
Let's shield the Rock to our taste and wish
We could be the last of the...

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We are warlords
Furnished in armours of gold
We fought with words
In many battles untold

People think it's just an error
When we raise our hands in worship
That our adversaries won't lie in terror
Except we sail in a warship

As...

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Part II

What would have happened to million’s fate, 
If Subedar Ramji had failed, thee to set.
In 1891’s simmering heat of April
Born true nationalist Phule’s pupil.

Being motherless boy, thee set sails,
Thee had to bear brunt of...

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When I'm seen with eyes that gleam
and sounds that seem to hover, 
the pleasure of my presence cared
in conversation treasure.

I listen and I talk to you. 
I'm naked, I'm bared but I'm feeling so together....

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