Long Moulds Poems

"Ground Level Entry"

“She fits the bill”,
they say it 
insouciantly

visions of being 
carried in the beak 
of a bilious pelican 

where it builds
its rudimentary nest, 
it uses sticks and debris

no stones, yet,
from irreverence
thrown at it

no higher...

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But we of the Three Tribes live undiscovered 
   In the reverberating stillness of the 
 Three Gorges...
And are therefore unknown to the warring mongol;
    His impassioned lusts -- his...

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My hair has always 
had a mind of its own
Stays doing whatever
it wants whenever 
it pleases
Just never bothers to do 
any of it, at my convenience
Will take its sweet time 
to grow 
When I'm most...

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After the rain, 
the Sun will rise again
we have been in darkness since they arrived
in their caravan of dreams with empty promises of change, 
and constructive untruths, with which they tricked us to abandon our...

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Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens,
drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, 
the intoning hallowed water of evergreen woods' crystal cascades, brooks and streams.
to...

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Yoga in Poem A Novel Approach Step 7

Janushirasana – Knee- Head Pose  

In praise of Janushirasana


There are many Asanas 
And postures in Yoga
Full of benefits 
And boons like advantages
For the human body and mind
Which...

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REPARTEE (wordplay) :

I saw a fierce tiger moving in the woods,
Last time when I was playing gulf with Tiger Woods.
I looked tony and ready to cruise,
As I was introduced to Toni Cruz.
Big ups to James...

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Trains run alight terminate on time like clockwork 
never ending endless procession of precision conductors
the conducted walk down the line warped tracks of 
cynically divided isles dead ends of ‘labour making free’ 

Evil strips uniformed...

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It’s not just Jesus who rose into grace with scars from nails and the cross

Trees grow new branches from knots like wounded soul’s blemish’s scars

A rainforest’s undergrowth thrives in the mist of weeping from heaven

Ebony...

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“That dream only needs a speech to bring about the change the world has been waiting for, 
never be speechless no matter what; you have something to say...” 
 Felix Joseph.o



SPEECHLESS!
 
A feeling contends to...

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“The Wolf’s Pockets”




Virginia knows 
what’s written 
in the mass of a rock
the heaviness of words
not soluble
anchored to life
that does not float

A Wolf swallows Woolf whole
Hungry for something -
 
“other than”  ;

Submerged, 
what is not...

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Belief: an escape from disappointments

Heart desires what it wants,Heart desires it all
Heart desires not to forgive,heart screams when you have nothing at all,
Heart cries the pain of loss , the agony of loss cannot be...

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You broke down barriers and set me free
Like butter that melted for the cause
You spiced up my life and flavoured me
With delicacies from foreign shores
Covered my head with jelly fish moulds
Told me to dream then...

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Every reason equates to both the truth or curtains. 
Within the visible light of mind, unveil the blurriness or shade it for certain. 
Emotions are as true as the hands that caress it. 
The speech...

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Pallikarnai,one of
the prominent
waterbodies that
once provided life
breath to Chennai
(Tamilnadu, India)
is now a garbage
dumpyard. It now
serves as a moving
symbol of how the
civilized can
threaten the
environment.


I

Pallikarnai
Resounds
In the Alps.
Retches the
himalayas.

Foams
In the Ganges.
Forays the volga.

Muddles
In the Amazon
Mucks the Nile.

Incarnates
In myriad moulds
And...

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When Thor struck his hammer
upon the flat ground on Earth
it was the pieces withstood the blow we named rock,
constructs we came to know as the mountains.

Even before that time
I crossed my fingers
wished I'd one day...

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Urban Sonnet

Is it so hard to say the things you feel?
Why seal up thoughts in words that beg for truth?
I braced myself to read a languid spiel
and first assayed to read it as a youth.
When...

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ON WILDMOOR HEATH
Each blade of grass each leaf each tree
That I in their profusion see
That clothe the Heath and so adorn
With multitude enchanting form
Conveys a force dynamic drive
To hold, continue, so survive

The pattern blue-print may...

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This manifestation of colour that springs from a genome , eternal, nourished, weathered and fashioned by a dyadic fornication cradled in time. 
A pigment of hues in an utterance of undertoned, ubiquitous discourses, leaves an...

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How did I get trapped in this web?
Although I try to reason by myself, I’m getting n nowhere
I was mindful of every step I took
All my life I had been careful

Culture moulds my principles
It is...

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The vigilant Knight of Winter stretched out his frost-lined hand

Gauging temperature changes over the desolate land

His trailing snowy mantle skirts the overhanging bower

Welcoming dawn's re-emergence this sun rising hour

Solitary Knight no wish to remain

Sentinel to...

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                              Our 
   ...

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I FEEL NO BILLOW:

Obvious smile covering enormous of feelings.
Shadows on the wall tells 'bout what could be happening.
Self-isolation mobilised for a painstaking decision.
Children of destitute parents on gruesome mission;
Fantasies and fallacies boosting men for filching,
Selling...

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As  sure as the sun rises in the morn
And dewdrops at the break of day are born
God loves
All  doves
Even those not sent from heaven above

His great love so powerful and awesome
Stirs each flower...

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ALL HOLDING HANDS

Shiny and new,
Brilliant and blue,
Covered in crystal white,
Oh'...what a sight,
The freshness - sweet and light.
More than a treasure,
Wonder - pleasure.
Silver and gold,
Perfect folds 
And stately moulds.

Across shores and sands,
Gently sloping lands,
All holding hands...

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