Long Outskirt Poems

Here I am waiting, 
Still waiting to cross over
Here I am waiting with hope in my hand
And listening to the people singing a new song
My heart is a little heavy 
And I am not happy...

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On reflection, a shining  mirror lays my core ethos bear,
inkling etched on mien can’t escape deep probing,
tilted jaw, gleaming eyes, vivacious aspect,
express an ardent quest for exponential flourish,
in this life of mine, and its...

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Chalk is the magic of blackboards, sports fields and
little girl's sidewalk games of Hop-Scotch.
How many equations and statements, measured lines, and boxes
do you imagine have been drawn upon those waiting surfaces?
Dare one imagine -into infinity?

On...

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A serious commitment never ending
a binding link between a consenting two
but feels like a gift of a cute and soft teddy bear with mysterious eyes.
It seems to open a door but with so many windows,
the...

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A prudent man walked intoxicatedly inside the temple gate 
He sits on the door steps and hang his head shamefully
between his legs and whistle a somber tune.
The skillfully crafted temple hoisted on the outskirt of...

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Come let's dig deep into Mother's  tale.
her border is the immaculate finger of the sky,
Beside this seashore was her flower taken.
under the rippled moon tale of the northern
Sahara, they made her the dummy of...

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Take a stroll with me up the street
And I will tell you what I see
There is  a little house that lies next to
Edge of the sea with a little pole on top
And somthing ...

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I was born in Middle East in the outskirt of a state of Palestine –
Abducted at birth and my father executed when I was thirteen;
We buried him alone, bade him goodbye, in the midst of...

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Boots buried deep in the ground
Boots concealed under mounds
Boots with shapes and restless frown
Boots marching underneath the ground 
camouflaging the heat of a cruel folly.
Boots of young women and little children
Lay indefatigably under the troubled...

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There was pretence in a brand new shoe,
It was telling about a play on the street tonight, 
And it was singing about life well being in me and you,
Coming against my own reality made ruins...

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TWILIGHT HAUNT

In the outskirt of the town ,
 Beyond the dragon village,
 Seperated by the green pond,
 There a castle with two towers,
 Wholesome in antiquity of age ,
 Beyond the rotten four wheeled carriage.

Inhabited...

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The air arm touches the sky with glory
air force stand for Aerial warfare,
for the sake of their country
took the oath to serve the country,
the Indian air force showing their victory.

holding the fourth position across the...

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In an unfolding poetic hymn of yours, 
I will be the poet, with zealous zeal,
A Sky, unwrapped the horizon of yours, 
while,  I was a lonely, soaring seagull 
Running brook of yours had a...

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A hectic stare across the cliff,
grabs my prying mindfulness.
but yet I  hanker after urban fare,
such ruptured loyalty alas,
has a solid grip as I inhale,
the rampant toxic seaweed odor,
for which release a bland choice,
as bulging...

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anyone else would be hard pressed
to find an 8x8 that brought with it 
stronger bars, harder concrete,
less sustenance provided & 
a bed that would put the iron maiden to
shame,
when it comes to the prison of...

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The Visit 

Mother and I went to visit her uncle and his family
Who lived in the outskirt of the town, we took the bus
No five which took us to the posher part of the city.
Mother`s...

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  Twist on Grimms’ Fairy Tale ‘Cat and Mouse in Partenership’

   Clever cat in guise of a friend
   seduced a timid mouse ,
   inviting her to live in...

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NO CRUSHING, LET'S IGNITE
                               ...

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The visit

My mother and went to visit her uncle and his family
they lived in the outskirt of the town what we thought of as posh
 we took the bus.
Mother’s uncle was a foreman at an...

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THEY RATHER LIFT YOUR CASKET THAN YOUR DREAMS

Dreams are made 
just like beautiful caskets.
Dreams can be waylaid,
even in reality outskirt.
Dreams do come true
but death has only one rule:
that is, the inevitability of death.
With colossal demands,
a...

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In the library, we meet a young lady; her study, it does overwhelm,
Resting, laying her head down, she then transcends into another realm.

She awakes amongst a rolling fog, as it clears she heeds an immense...

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Its a blurred image of my wish 
So deeply buried I wish it resurrects as fast
From those  thorns of impracticalities my bones fears to tend
When shall that day be, real, true

A song above the...

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Tackle box, fishing poles, radio, a good book to read
In a quite little alcove , the back outskirt of Lake Mead
The desert sun burning the sky, I’m comfortable in the shadow
I see the shad chumming...

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When still a child
I learned that plantation colony was belonging 
to my father, the one who brought my mother 
from the Dutch East Indies,
and the one whom he loved full in rage.

I was a small...

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Consider for a moment the circumference of a coin
Inseparable is three point one four one five nine
Perimeters of toilets as you sit upon their seat
is just the perfect size when your bum feels replete

From boundaries...

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