Long Paleness Poems

"That also has a steep drop off the far side of Home Sweet Hell" said my soulless guide as he pointed in the direction of the nearby screams. 
I could see what resembled silhouettes or...

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The sky benighted, cloudy, grim,
In such a way that even dim,
Was every thought of mine.
And ponderous drops of weighty rain,
This morbid air and smell maintain,
Thus frame this scene malign!
With eyes as dreary as the soul,
Of...

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“Of all flowers, methinks a rose is best.” – William Shakespeare, The Two Noble Kinsmen

Sweet Rose, for ages you have blessed the human race
with your beauty, elegance and grace.
You show yourself to us in so...

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Castaway :-
Long day…longer it gets…
with no hand at a distance,
grey skies, with glimpses of clouds
that traverse together, like a bound existence.

far off, in the sultry fields
a raw sight, of a damsel,
a women…or a helpless maiden
hardly...

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Patradoot or The Messenger 37 /Many

English version by Ravindra K Kapoor 
Originally written in Hindi by my 
Late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor


You will find my beloved, dear letter,
Faded like the clouds full of water,
Like...

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Last night, you visited me in my dreams. Again.
When the dreams first began, I was not surprised.
I had been waiting for them.
And you came,
with your soft satin white dress flowing and
the flower crown sweet-smelling,
looking truly...

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I don't believe this.....but off I let you go love bird
I treated you badly, furiously and aggitated I was
I a letting you go....enjoy sweet freedom love bird
Go out and feel happy again with your beloved.I...

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Before spring came, in late February
to the blooming and jolly hills 
I ran, breathing heavily and frantically,
touching the perfumed blossoms 
of a solitary, old cherry tree;
and underneath it I sat writing poetry
that hadn't a perfect...

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I got a call, I am to report for military duty in the morning..
I reluctantly tell my wife as she was doing her usual cleaning.

She covers her face with her hands and begins to cry.
I...

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August Sunshine

August sunshine feels different
Than sharp newborn rays
Of afternoons in June…
Round,
August sunshine tells
Of ripening
And growing large –
Laying still
Watching the breeze tickle
Mature birch leaves
Until they quiver
In delight
And dance.

August sunshine is about napping
And waking
Waking and pausing,
Seeing the...

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Crawling up my veins, I can feel it
The thought in my head, can I beat it? 

It has been a while now, it has become my only company 
Since I discovered it, I have been...

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Blaze of the Immortal,
come softly,
earnestly,
to my lips,
and speak 
the parallel
of love, of truth. 

This bitterness,
a mere interlude
to the chalk of soul,
the bitter gall, 
or the sweet
forever, wherein
I want to invade
every moment
of your joy,
of your suffering,
of...

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Tell me those lies
you alone can tell
with that spark in your eyes
as accompanying jest
I’ll take the mirage
of love my friend
hide in a smile 
the pain
of a heart lacerated 
by claws
hidden in softness 
of paws
 ...

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WHITE

Thumbs up for the whiteness of white, pure, 
natural or gently recreated on a dentist’s chair. 
How beautiful it manifests itself in smiling! 
Would I wish otherwise for me but to 
display it, giggling, in...

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There is always a way, the optimist says, 
Yet the creak of life’s tensions groan low,
They shadow the quake that the floor he walks makes,
And the air as it travels says so.
See the mist pale...

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I often associate dreams of different ages with colours 
Not the dreams you see while you are asleep 
But the ones which you imagine often 
To make it more clear your day dreams
You really don't...

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-Toddler Sky-

Down where I sleep, 
You hold me, embrace my every way
The Marks up on my skin
You caress, taking away from the ugliness

Watching the simple breath, when I breathe
Breaking the ice, soothing my inner peace
A...

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Away my soul suspends into the thin air
As I drool away the day, lying in the lair
Waiting for the diamond rays of the sun sinking below the earth far away
Chirping crickets; and the curly motions...

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Midnight in my window, shines gold in the room
With a white-washed patina, to soften the gloom 
Sounds of the rafters,  speak like old friends
And the paleness of moonlight is brought by the wind
Clocks ticking...

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So symbolic and emotive, the colour white,
Feelings flourish all based from our eyesight.
White thought to be just one colour, no variation,
Consider the shades of white, it’s such a sensation.

The silky sheets on my bed that...

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It’s you I see from the fluttering wings of the butterfly,
How your colours in it’s tireless flitting,
Could not steady itself,

It’s you I see, from the rapid wings of a dragonfly,
Transparency lost in a blur of...

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Once upon a sullen silence, I sighed, I sighed about the Cullens.
Crazy, dreamy, drowsy fans, oh how it made me sore;
Muscular, masculine vampire men with shiny skin gave me chagrin. 
Their paleness, ageless, alter less...

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Though inside timber walls air runs cold,
Restraints of society seem not to reach,
This room, a mausoleum to most,
Left untouched by those with other cares,
In echo silence one can choose to leave,
Not by the knob which...

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Come to see the Eagles Nest so I could feel
One more time that wondrous spiritual ordeal
Longing to see the Eagle pair soar so high
Against the paleness of the brightest sky 
Ever upwards they go near...

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just like she's always done
with a heart and mind pricked by thorn
there she stood with her black and yellow top
And a blue jeans from a known fancy shop
A golden wristwatch and a running hairband that...

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