Long Incineration Poems

LITERAL SENSE :

This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... 
VERSE 1:
This ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... 
Concrete counterintuitive ratioed for looser and Leader;
Interim arguments to know who's worst and best person,
Makes no sense either.
Itemised unique personalities need no prejudice session. 
Sparked...

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Hiroshima – seventy seven years since August 6th, 1945

Given the nuclear weaponry arsenal today
August 6th, 2022, our collective ability
to lay waste major metropolitan areas
would make unleashing atomic warfare
synonymous with the ways and means
to annihilate, decimate,...

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Another overwhelming day passed in the pastures of plenty

The scene was tired and did not warrant a space on the news

Just one more place with no conscience for mind numbed souls

It was bitterly chilly and...

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Where does one begin to write,
away from the streets' nioses and children's screams,
forgetting those bouts of loneliness
that evade the inner peacefulness?
One starts with a pad, jotting down appealing ideas...
never having to fear they'll be lost.


I...

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Four Short Poems for the Apocalypse

Poem #1 – “Reality Bites”

Feeling so hopeless.
Feeling the loss somewhere inside.
I can feel it, but I don’t know quite where.
Reality bites.
Feeling so awkward and sad.
I knew it was bound to...

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Hiroshima – seventy six years since August 6th, 1945

Once again, I take momentary pause
to contemplate horrific event
regarding unleashing atomic warfare
activating nuclear brinkmanship,
hence time to trot out a poem
written initially some years ago
courtesy yours truly.

Robert Oppenheimer...

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Two Faced Politicians
By Franklin Price
1/6/2019

Two faced politicians are the ones in Washington
When it's time for re-election, they're for the people just for fun
Will say they'll reach across the aisle for the best for you and...

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As I travel on the path to an unknown destination.......
I must conquer the process of never-ending education
Average math pupil but good with money multiplication
So I try hard to keep rigid concentration
Don't need drugs or liquor...

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Incineration of Love God Madan ( Cupid )
One of Many
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994

English version by Ravindra K Kapoor.

Prelude to this epic.
According to Indian mythology Madan...

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Incineration of  Love God Madan ( Cupid )
Three of Many
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994
English version by Ravindra K Kapoor.

Prelude to this epic.
According to Indian mythology...

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Intermediate Range Nuclear Forces 
(INF) Treaty nixed, asper (gasp) infinite
wisdom (quite unsettling) trumpeting  
commander in chief de facto gave green

light, thus signals fasttrack, sans arms 
race activating Armageddon churning 
noble nuclear warheads damn the...

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Hiroshima n Nagasaki – Seventy Five Years Since 1945

Robert Oppenheimer manned 
"The Manhattan Project", 
a top secret World War II mission                   
which constituted "Little Boy" codename 
for a uranium gun-type 
atomic bomb dropped at 0815

exploding 580...

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Seventy Three Years Since 1945
(August 6 and 9 respectively)

Robert Oppenheimer manned 
"The Manhattan Project",
a top secret World War II mission
which constituted "Little Boy" codename 

for a uranium gun-type atomic 
bomb dropped at 0815
exploding 580 metres...

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Lamentation for what you are losing. 
A situation not of your choosing. 
Powerless in its execution. 
Watching from the shadows as 
the scene unfolds before you. 

A bag of broken promises 
standing in the corner...

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Incineration of Indian Love God Madan (Cupid) 7 
 
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994
English version by Ravindra K Kapoor.

Prelude to this epic.
According to Indian mythology Madan...

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I AM undeniable
I AM the narcotic swimming within the pools of vulnerable veins
I AM the hypnotic liquid swirling about within a glass bottle, healing aches and pains
I AM beautiful
I AM the evening sunset embedding sweetness...

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I OPENED A DOOR
TO A INTERESTING SCENE.

CORPORATE DEALINGS
IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

MAYBE A CONSPIRACY
SOMETHING ABOUT LAND

HAVING CONTROL
AND WIELDING COMMANDS

PETRO AND DIAMONDS
SILVER AND GOLD.

FORCING OTHERS
TO DO WHAT THEY'RE TOLD.

WORK THEM TO DEATH
IT'S TRULY INSANE.

MAKES ME...

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Incineration of Love God Madan (Cupid) 14
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994. The work was written in Hindi somewhere around 1965-70.

Editing and English version by Ravindra K...

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Incineration of Indian Love God Madan ( Cupid )2 of Many
or Madan Dahan in Hindi

Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994. Partly edited in Hindi also by Ravindra...

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Incineration of Love God Madan (Cupid) 10
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994. The work was written in Hindi somewhere around 1965-70.

Editing and English version by Ravindra K...

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Somewhere tucked away in a Bethlehem hostel

Little Salam sleeps to the sound of the river Jordan

Unaware of the narrative of two thousand years

Or some glorious eternity still waiting to happen


Tucked into nappies donated by the...

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On the 28th storey silenced by the sight
Of steeples and monuments, towers at twilight
I gazed out the window in awe at Berlin
And thought of the war the bombs and the sin.

The City now built to...

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Disfirgured flesh burns blood covered corpses black. 
Undisguised enemy penetrates a mass killing attack. 
Terrorized millinum pushing forth the diverted Holy War. 
Hatred consumes all peace, opening up hell's locked door. 
Creating choas, violent anarchy...

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It’s so simple,
like the hue of oranges,
like citrus in the back of your throat.
It burns.

I want to drag his skin through my 
teeth,
taste the salt trailing
from the corners of his eyes,
lick the genius from the...

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When the repellant acid rain came,
the silica image gloomed darkly
into sobbing disintegration

Embers of flickering hope
smouldered deep in the heart of despair
Passion dying to be re-ignited,
only sparked
a saline immolated tearful incineration

Distance was a skeleton key,
overcoming temporal...

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