Long Bisected Poems

From time to time, people ask me
About my education.
Only then, I remember
I have no degrees or diplomas.
I attended no university either.
I hated textbooks and exams.
I still do.
That's bad education, they say.

But they don't know
I was...

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Stepping across these bodies
Makes me ill

Pools of blood stitched
In the soles of my shoes       

Body parts dripping from 
Walls where bullets passed

She went to school that day
Skipping and laughing...

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The Killing Fields”
Stepping across these bodies
Makes me ill

Pools of blood stitched
In the soles of my shoes       

Body parts dripping from 
Walls where bullets passed

She went to school that day
Skipping...

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Tommy Atkins was a good boy
grew to be a good man, good soldier,
packed up his troubles in an old kit bag and smiled
as his entrails blew out with aplomb;
he died as the black rain struck...

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Looking down I can see
	so many different possibilities
wondering which I shall pick
	and with it then what I shall see

smooth pink stone with pits of white
	will it fit in my fingers just right
that I might flick...

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A WANDERING SOUL

You dumped me into the lowest pit,
In its abyss and darkest depth,
You kept me permanently disjoined
From my closest friends and family,
My eyes are dim with grief!
From where I am laid now,
My parents will...

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Strictly Forbidden

Have been writing poems and then waited
For your poets to soon become infatuated
With all of my poems each and every one
I will post to Poetry Soup when are done.

At first poems weren't completely perfected
Waiting...

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My parents were both cut in two,
my mother head to torso, laterally bisected
into equal parts, my father cut slightly off center
into unequal parts, his heart bisected, his head intact.

My parents were cut in two, as...

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I LOST ME
I escape out of myself today
I sneak out of my mind
I forgot the rhythms of my own heartbeats
I literally got lost in my own world

I think I have lost
My wings to fly
I think...

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dusty india,sleepy india
minimum india,lockdown india

it's not celestial bodies are now stationary
it's not a northpole southpole tunnel bisected earth
it's the killer omnivirus,greatest medical challenge

dusty india,sleepy india
minimum india,lockdown india

it's not astroid ending world
it's not the nuclear war
it's...

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I know each one, every line

My eyes trace them every day

From dawn’s light to dusk’s dark

One fascinates me, long, curved

It’s history hidden, for me to imagine, build a story

Bisected by others, short, shallow or deeper

Like...

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Swords lay on the floor
As men fell to the dirt
Some, plunged through with spears 
Some, sword impaled

Flies buzzing round gutted intestines
Made a feast of dead ones
Who suffered fatal blows
And had bellies rent open

Babies were snatched...

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Something shifted, in invisible space 
Happening fortuitous, by Gods grace
Magnetic pulse from our palms transmitted
Energy divine, never abated
Outpouring gently, at an easy pace

Vibrant with bliss, its origin we trace 
To the cave of our heart,...

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Easy to judge by what it seems to be,
More effort to immerse in what we hear.
Take time to talk, there is much more to me,
Before you tune me out, lend me your ear.


Estranged to yours...

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