Long Cow dung Poems

                             Brahman Nemesis

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WOMB OF ALL BEGINNINGS


In the delicious womb of all beginnings 
we learnt to giggle electrons
to bear all things 
without nusturtiums, pink lilies or doughnuts 
warm gurglings of God’s dream for us

Morning glories were waiting 
deep...

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Two soldiers. One fancies himself a punk rocking soldier of fortune and the other, nicknamed hillbilly, because he lost his shoes, they plan a trip anarchist cookbookrecipe fear and loathingbeyond culture shock  We journey...

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I have never seen such a supervillain in my life.                         ...

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(Song: Rise one blood one life)
This is my honeymoon
The day I dreamed of ngath whom I love
In the year of yang de miir
The age of calamity
Under the shade of that tree
Yes, that tree

We fell in...

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Half choked by a rising paroxysm of rage, then nisus,
The brittle and mirthless smile on his face were pathetic,
A nonaged;
Amputated and broken with a heart big but beats quiet,
Suddenly, he sighed deeply, from a kind...

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Once glorious, but now rusting buildings, lined every dusty road.
Somehow everywhere clung the smell of cow dung.
My heavy bag, a giant rucksack,
Most of it I shipped right back.
I thought there wasn't much glitz or glamour,
And...

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at the Age of Obvious to a Three-Year-Old

"All things counter, original, spare, strange;
 Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
 With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
 He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
 Praise...

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The  woman,my aunt 
(She got little education)
married at young age
to  the  eldest  son  of  the parents
of  a big  family.

She woke up early in the morning
at the crow...

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An old man went
Out deer hunting
And shot a horse

When the neighbor 
Realized that his 
Horse was dead

He went to the man
And asked him
Why he shot his horse

The old man fell into his yard chair
And stared...

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Only one room of the home of thatched roofing
Night nest my childhood grew up
On the reed mat, at the cow dung floor
We slept in a line warmly in whole room 

With the portion of my...

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That the Angel of death may pass you by ~            

Her Beauty, the lovely queen of Egypt gazing at Rameses

As he bowed afore his...

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"The True poet eyes not beauty's surfaces, but rather its depths."
-- a poet True,
still one of few

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Each fleeting year hath left its tragic trace  
Of...

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The first day 
God came face to face.

Spring, in front of the tree 
That had forgotten roots and leaves.

The slender note of complaint 
Made to its friends 
By the cloud that got lost.

The goddess’ voice...

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MANGALYAAN ( VOYAGE TO MARS)

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It is alright how we came.
But one cannot deny our presence.
We are in the Mars club.
found our way ahead in a bicycle!
No one helped us to be here.
It is our Vedic...

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The sun isn't totally up;
a cowboy looks at a map.

His mind anticipates treasures,
filled with mystical features.

He wants to be very rich,
until he's out of reach.

You see, he has a farm,
which makes little pocket sum.

One time,...

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For Martha a girl of thirteen
Dreams were not umpteen

She saw a nurse walk briskly 
“Wish I were her’ she thought frankly

Having set this goal in mind
To run the race, ways she did find

While other children...

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Morning comes with a smack around the ear hole
Shaking me to the foundations of my sole
The morning meeting at 9 am
Is like the sound of a bell sent up from hell
As all parties take their...

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There’s tons of fun things you can do on the farm,
like bucking bales of hay or cleaning the barn.
Or milking the cows and feeding the chickens,
working the garden where the beans need picking.

Or on top...

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I went to my university
In my department, there was a pair of sparrow
Rains came as romantic shape to the breast of study
The yard was covered with green grass
on the spike of grass morning drizzling embraced...

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Sidecar Bessie was always ready for a ride.
Her new husband George steering at her side.
They will travel west in a day or so.
She rides like a trooper, her hair all a glow.

She paints it red,...

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The Sound of Distant Ankle Bells


Memories of those delicate tinkling bells,
casually fastened around calloused feet,

take hold of my waking moments,

and fling my thoughts back to a distant time,
where folk-songs were heartily sung,
joyful, yet hopelessly out...

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When without umbrella 
it poured mind wandered

how if it rained horizontally
it would rain as a blanket above 
and not stagnate to breed bacteria 
no spoiling of leather shoes 
 
cow dung on road is waste
but...

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MOTHER A WARRIOR

It was a small matter, but would can explain to the wind,
My mother used to make mascara for me from the lamp!

She made cow dung cakes, it must be compulsion
Perhaps these would be...

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I need to write some deep
Stuff
Like how people do not know how
Important it is
To
Know yourself
And
Think for yourself
And know that you
Are what you are
And even if they clone your cell
You are still uniquely you
Even if you...

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