Long Fantasyme Poems
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1
some are going ahead
some are going back
having my fingers wielded
on an old type-writer
i’m thinking what should i do
a pretty long time passed away
since the village alphabet
had bade me farewell
in my recent thinking
there is a severe harikiri
the song
that i have sung in a deep forest
in front of the wild flowers
now when i am sitting
under the ceiling-fan
of the heaven
i can see that both
the lyric and the tune of the song
have vanished
2
this morning
i’ve woke up little earlier
to observe the dawn
the flags of my behaviour
are posted in the grass-land
around me
no one should take them
as the handkerchiefs of
a demon
a group of people is harvesting
the paddy of the spring-season
i too join them to remember
the water-game of the ducks
i’m speaking less
or keeping mum
but there remains so many topics
to be discussed
the battle of the ballots…
the global recession…
the climate-change…
the terrorism…
the joint-force…
3
i’ve made a thorough discussion
with myself
so many arguments which lead to
even so much fighting
i see that there has been not
much lamentation or brooding
not much grief or sorrow
not much tension or anxiety
of my own
all the time
surrounding me only is a grey
non-attachment
and a joy sans any emotion
then i think
if the rose can forget its sorrow and distress
why should I remember them
with so much pain and pancreatic problems
"...I'm in the middle of you..."
I heard her voice deep in my ears
Stepping forward and beyond my fears
Her dark form appears in my mind
Night after night in rhyme after rhyme
"... can't say for true, if she hears me too..."
Skating day on sheets of ice
following lines on a grid penned twice
flowing hair just beyond my reach
I push the ink to learn her speak
"... it's you..."
"...I saw the note you left in truth..."
Typed into light in the open air
Quiet visits let me know she's tHere
Walking soft on blades of grass
curious about 'You',
in the looking glass.
"... I'll come find you..."
Watch the duck in the tales of cat
Swimming by so nonchalant
Koi in the reeds are gradient
Shadow in the trees are radiant
And in the rabbits hole, she sat silent
I watched her scan the fire I made
Critical eye in the flaming shade
Pans the 'who' in the Daja Vu,
She penned to me once...
"...I'm the center of you..."
Form:
Blackness…
I’m afraid
I can feel it, so dense
It knows me… it holds me
As it to keep me in suspense
Where am I?
I’m terrified, my throat is dry
I can feel it…
The blackness rubbing against me
It loves me… it wants me
I feel it’s hungry
“Hello?”
“Any body there?”
I can hear some
It’s near, I swear
“OK! The jokes over,”
“It’s not funny any more.”
“You win, I give in,”
“Just open the door”
“Hello?”
“Oh! God”
The screaming
Now I’m really scared
It’s piercing,
Increasing
With every breath
Oh! God make it stop
I’m on my knees
I’m blocking my ears
It gets louder, make it stop please!!!
Uuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
I’m burning, I’m on fire
I can feel every desire
Amplifying
Agonising
Stabbing me like hot wires
The blackness is biting
Chunks out of me
I cannot stop it. I can’t see it
It consuming my body
I see pictures, of people
I cursed and hate
The wrongs I did
I cannot right, it’s too late.
Uuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
I’m burning, I’m on fire
I can feel every desire
Amplifying
Agonising
Stabbing me like hot wires
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!
My heart is beating inside my chest
As I run and run no time for rest.
There is a full moon out tonight
I want to be back home in the light.
But silly silly me
I just had to go and see
What was out in the woods
Should have known...no good.
Oh lord how was I to know
That this moons iridescent glow
Would bring forth this man
This beast known as a Lycan?
I thought it all a myth, a fable,
Oh my as I run on legs unstable.
He is behind I feel his breath
Oh my I do not wish to see death!
He grabs and throws me to the ground.
Will he leave me here? Will I be found?
Oh GOD that hurts, his fangs his bite.
Oh why oh why can't I even fight?
Will I even be able to live?
Though their bites do give
A virus so very strong
That you should not live long.
The werewolf is gone
I am still here on the lawn.
Looks at my wound and sees
It is not bad, but am I free?
The next full moon is but a month away
Oh lord how can I keep my panic at bay?
Nothing to do but wait and see
But I fear and feel men will flee.
I am so screaming bloody MURDERrrrr!!!!!!!!
catch that Poet Destroyer!! (grr, grr, grrrrrr)
She took my turtle sweetie
then said he tasted salty
Well what did she expect?
She is now my prime suspect!
Gone now is my turtle lovey-poo...
and I'm left crying boo-hoo-hoo
I'm plotting now my sweet revenge
for my love's death I will avenge
Watch out, pd I'm watching you
oh! the pain--your turn to stew!!
Did you know sea turtles shed tears?
Were you not moved when they appeared?
What did you do to the shell?
Did you sell it, do pray tell...
my heart is really breaking, b-r-e-a-k-i-n-g
were you the one who did the chopping??
Did his bones go crunch, crunch, crunch?
who else did the munch, munch, munch?
Thanks to you I shall never see him smile,
never see him again swim in style.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Huh? Who is this crawling towards me??
none other than my turtle honey!?!
What? You mean turtle news got it wrong?
You mean, they messed up all along?
pd wasn't cooking you at all? and not Soup?
So you're telling me I've been duped??
But I know they said she was eating turtles!!
Devouring them in between chortles!!
popping them in her mouth like candy
then chasing them down with shandy!
Oh. OH. OHhhhhhhh.
well why didn't anybody tell me earlier?
now I have to say sorry to p. destroyer??
Ok, ok, I'll be the bigger turtle and apologize.
Sorry so sorry pd, I didn't realize...
You were eating Chocolate turtles, the pecan kind
*blush* *blush* teeheehee, spare me some, if you don't mind??
August 3, 2010 written for pd's turtle soup contest
ahaha a bit long-winded sorry I didn't know
where this would take me, had fun though,,,,
+ Linda-Marie I hope you don't mind, I just had to
take from your honey poo & use "poo" as well
for my own turtle-poo ;) lol too cute
the canto of begging
1.
when the morning sets in
with the sun rising in the east
i put on the dress of a beggar
extended up to the horizon
and the canto of my begging starts
i beg
beside the big-bazar
beside the fly-over
beside the college-campus
beside the cow-market
you then put your elbow
on the body of the day
giving a perfect and unbiased pose
to attached to the album of life
people of the working-class
spread hither and thither
to write some more decimal fraction
on the notebook of life
2.
in the dusts and soil of rural-bengal
in the testament written by the grass
i am a son of the immortal
my begging-bowl is the most
favourite go-ahead of a alone man
then speaking around are
the chop singara aluposta
and the love-story of a hyacinth
blooming in the pond
blind by mud
also in the overflowed dustbin of the city
waiting rightly with an erected head
the excitement of your absence
3.
coming to this canto of begging
do you know
i enjoy both
your intensity and your sharpness
your secret current flows me to the pore of the skin
of the body of the puller of a hand-barrow
your cold attracts me
towards the syllabus of waning moonlight
i do realise now that the stale afternoons
saved in my pocket
stitched so many new muscles
with my vocal chord
and i’m howling in joy…
4.
what’s an enjoyment… hahaha…day after day
spending too much chaos
and living to so little extent
tell me is it the least
within the left-over on the leaf-plates
after eating by the baboos
i can discover more and more
love
the mango tree the grass-hopper my begging-bowl
and from the tune of the laxmi-panchali
coming from the middle-class houses
listen, how flourishing is my mother-tongue
I lie in restless sleep,
As he once again takes over my dreams.
I see him and my heart quakes,
Now I even see him when I am awake.
In my soul he sets a fire,
The one they call Vampire.
I hear his minions at my door,
As my feet hit the floor.
They have come to take me to him,
As the light grows dim.
I only slept to be in his arms,
I couldn't see the harm.
I knew one day he would find me,
How could he refuse the blood of the Elf Queen?
They take me to him upon bended knee,
And I prostrate myself at his feet.
He is old,
From a time before Jack the Ripper roamed.
But you could not tell it by looking into his face,
All I could see upon it was elegance and grace.
I could also see lust burning in those blue eyes,
Lust that burned this soul of mine.
"Do you have any idea what I want to do,
To you?"
He said,
And my heart bled.
"You want to drink my blood,
And surrender to the delicious flood."
He was not the first Vampire to ask for my magic,
Yet he was the only one I would grant it to how tragic.
I look into his eyes,
As blue as the skies.
I see the lust inside of him,
I see it though the lights are dim.
He brings me to stand by his side,
I have awakened his Demon inside.
He turns my neck to reveal my vein,
His lust now driving him insane.
He sinks his teeth in deeply,
As my eyes glaze sleepily.
He is done finished with his meal,
But the bond is sealed.
As we lie side by side,
Only one thing comes to mind...
I have killed the monster everyone said could not be defeated,
I was the thing he needed.
To bring new life into those eyes,
And take upon his soul's cries.
As the sun rises it fall upon the Elf Queen,
And her eternal King.
For:OBIE MO:DPS
Suddenly, I find myself in a strange surrounding.
What I’m seeing defies an accurate describing.
I see faces of my relatives I used to know.
However, they have all passed on many years ago.
Some of them I know only from pictures I have seen.
I know this isn’t possible; it’s such a strange scene.
They’re seated at a table saying “Hello” to me.
Why am I here? I know this can’t be reality!
Is Rod Serling somewhere near in this vicinity?
My great-grandfather sits at the head of the table.
Asking me, “Are you hearing me son; are you able?
I’m pleased to let you know you will be joining us soon.
We will be calling for you soon after the full moon.
Don’t worry son, I understand that you have some fear.
We all love you, and we know that you will like it here.
Make the most of your time while you are still on the earth.
You have possessed the potential ever since your birth.
Love your family, and attend to their every need.
They will return their love, and this advice you will heed”.
You will return to earth and do this. Have we agreed?”
This was just too much for me as I fell out of bed.
I wound up on the floor, and got up shaking my head.
I thought, “That certainly showed to be an oddity!
I’m not sure if that was a dream or reality!”
Robert Pettit
As I tried to pull her along with me and our eyes started adjusting to the darkness,
we realized that she was not suffering from some sort of paralysis. Instead, a pair
of large harry hands protruded through the sidewalk and were each wrapped
around one of her ankles.
I am not sure why, but I unzipped my pants and started to urinate on the hands.
“What are you doing”, cried my girlfriend, full of fear.
“Our urine is like acid on their skins”, I answered, not really sure how I knew this.
She stared at me with a quizzical look on her face as if she, too, was afraid to ask
how I knew that – fearful of what my answer might be.
As the skin burned off the large hands, my girlfriend was able to step free and we
started running down the darkened city street.
Off in the distance was a barely perceivable blinking red light marking the
destination I was heading for. Even though it felt like we were running in place and
in slow motion, the red light grew larger and larger with each lethargic step.
Finally, we reached our destination. It looked like a domed baseball stadium
hovering five feet off the ground. I approached a door-like structure and
yelled, “Permission to enter the ship” – only the sounds that came out of my mouth
were strange bleeps and blips.
“No humans allowed”, boomed from the spaceship in the same bleeping language
that I had just used.
“It’s okay – she’s with me”, I responded. My girlfriend took a step back, stared at
me with terror in her eyes – eyes that then rolled back as she started to fall in a
faint.
Just in time, I stepped toward her and grabbed her before she crashed onto the
ground. Her weight and momentum took me down with her in a soft landing with
me cushioning her fall.
It was then that I awoke to find my girlfriend on top of me having somehow aroused
me enough to be pleasuring her in my sleep.
"Oh, you feel so good", she moaned ...only, it came out in bleeps and blips.
1.
the wind is prone to grand festival
if you cook your own food
by burning your hands
in the day time
at night
then you will be also eligible
for having a ticket
this train will not stop at any station
then how would you get on board
why
then do jump in front of the wheel
the door gets open automatically
you would also be a companion
of that joy
your name will also come up
on the list of the blood donors
with blood there will also hang
pus and spew
the colonialists
with a black face
will wind up their indigo-factories
in the fire of the intellect
the undergarment will burn
there will come running
bolder and bitumen
the road is made
your lipstick will be
sometimes deep
sometimes light
tearing open the yellow afternoon
a storm will take birth
there will be no darkness
in the amloki-grove
2.
the ship is scheduled to start
from jetty no 3
i come to stand on
platform no 13
when i get on board the carriage
standing near
it takes me and runs to a vast
run-way
there are the lines of
sweet briar
i do not feel the pain of detaching
from the soil
when i am flying
through the smoothness of the lotus-leaf
i see a musk-deer was also running
in a parallel line
she stretches her hand
to take me
to the valley of her flesh
we are turning round and round
to enter into a volcano
and the flow of its eruption
is carrying us towards a ever-snow land