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Coronavirus Outbreak

COVID-19 a contagious disease
inherited from SARS-COV-2 borne
a new killer disease, called coronavirus.
Weak immune system, a havoc to your
frail body, exposure can kill anybody.

Quarantine, I’m afraid they’ll force, if I didn’t 
cancel my flight to Japan, to meet my 
Gogyoshi Master Taro Aizu san this coming 
March 10, hoping,won’t offend, to cancel by 
choice due to pleading voice and pandemic panic. 

Cancelling flights a toil, for some airlines, who
don’t care, the money you paid, will fade.Not a 
penny reimburse, for traveling expenses was not 
properly address. Spending 19 hundred dollars, 
a dread and hard to tread, to recover the bread.


Preponderance of Dimensions Perplexes With Bliss String Fervor

Preponderance of dimensions perplexes with bliss string fervor

Lake mine previous 
(stream of consciousness 
imponderable) poetic efforts,
sans spiritus mundi, converse
sing a boot unfamiliar thread,
and ignored common
sense ne'er re: hearse
sing, asper William Butler Yeats,
aye went off deep end, perhaps
provoked at least une nurse
sis sear re: literary unlicensed violation,

and additionally one emphatic curse,
where mine poe whet
tick feet did immerse
for the methamphetamine time acid,
(I said to myself), why traverse
pointlessly imagining something worse
tread about, i.e. say...tripping
along head over heels, yet
nagging notion would not disperse
venturing blithely writing

plunging into terra incognita parallel
universe a "multiverse"
herewith also Ark
chew woolly Noah intent
for yours truly to drown while purse
sue wing abstract notion,
viz domain of science fiction,
never intermittently intersperse
sing following lines with "HELP, I need
somebody...", nor deliberately submerge
readers within a mini sea course

of confusion, but I feel confounded
gripped, lured...and will gladly reimburse,
should delving over my head diverse
if eyeing breadth, length, scope...
beyond realm of mom and pop verse
a tile theoretical physicists,
who casually identify ten dimensions
— eleven including time, nor averse
slithering thru worm holes
such more'n flight of fancy seems perverse,

whereat numberless whirled
wide webs presents obverse
to accepted paradigm reverse
sing scientific tenets describing
quarks, plus portal bellow much
room (See Alice in Wonderland) disperse
sing notions, where exodus 
down the rabbit hole
into alternate self contained
separate cosmological infinitesimal channels
far more exciting than reality television!
Form: Rhyme

Galactic Doses

GALACTIC DOSES

Galactic churning of euphoria
Dissolved infinite gallons of hysteria
Arose glorious mountains in all direction
Robust with faith and resurrection

Galactic storms and bolts that blow apart
The mighty ego and hate from every heart
Bloomed seamless beds of lovely Roses
Thorns seem trivial,oceans of nectar oozes

Galactic fusion, release of enormous energy
The blend of good and bad brings synergy
The just , the knowledge with ignorance conflicts
Prevails virtuous light and the darkness forfeits

Galactic big bangs, catastrophes, the apocalypse
Journey through endless tunnels, failures, eclipse 
Flash floods of pain, cloudbursts of strain
Pacified with showers of His mercy- filled rain

Galactic chains of abandoned turbulent terrains  
Acceptance waves turned them into goldilocks plains
Into black-holes negativity absorbed, dawning new hope
The stars shine like diamonds in golden rope

Galactic swings and swirls of many milky ways
Spreads eternal glory by igniting smile on every face
Gifts to all, that they pray for, the cosmos, the universe 
With faith we seek, He will answer, He will reimburse!!

Copyright, Anulaxmi Nayak
1st September 2016
© Anu Nayak  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Exoskeleton Ghost

Radiant beaches with a tropical tangerine sky
Always wondering & asking myself why
Reenacting the days we could've flown
If bravely to each other we just would've shown
A mystery of memories jumbled in our hearts
Eventually we lost our memories - the further we became apart
Those dampened memories of kissing you after dark
The message in the stars - where I wrote your name
So brilliantly written - like a quatrain
Like the moon lit up on your face
Every inch of your body - with my fingertips I'll trace
I wish we weren't so closed up & obsolete
I wanna find each other again - our vacation retreat
I wanna take a break with you - know you all over again
I wanna rekindle things - with my best friend
When once so opened - you always talked to me
Now I feel I'm a ball & chain - & I won't set you free
But what if I said I wanted it more serious then our first?
Would commitment steer you away - & my time you'll never reimburse?
Just out of curiosity - does anything I mention make sense?
Or am I seeing way too many things past-tense?
Has there been anything (up until now) you didn't know?
Or instead of words, do I need to refresh your memory & show?
Wishing on a star - hoping it'd be true
Has anything I told you been something you already knew?
I wish I would've had more time to sync with you
Darling, you were ALWAYS my rock
Until your heart for me you wouldn't unlock
You knew (to me) our friendship mattered most
But I still wanna know ALL you - & not just your exoskeleton ghost
Form: Rhyme

A Somali Child

Behold there, a Somali child is standing on dry scorching rocks.
Its two eyes glitter like a rough diamond, parched, bleak and dark.
Its shrunken belly exhibits the fragile bony ribs and silently mocks
The phony Art that seeks artistic beauty even in such scar-mark.

The orphan boy was trying to scream but no voice came out
From its barren vocal cord, empty stomach and shrinking lung.
Its salty tears dried out like parched petals of a dead sprout.
Its face looked so blue and pale as if it were serpent-stung.

This child, like all newborns here, was born with a constant Curse
Of utmost struggling life until it moves, stares, breathes no more.
Even showers upon the drought-infested land cannot reimburse
The dry hearts of millions of such Somali children, the Pain-store.

Two immobile figures of parents are half-buried on dusty ground
And the mumbling cries of the child melted in heat of wind there.
No humans there to hear except the vultures that hovered around
The fresh dead bodies and waited until fall of another tiny figure.
© Osman Gani  Create an image from this poem.


Mother I Love You

No one can evaluate the cost of a single drop                   
                                          Mother fed in our babyhood life                    
                              No one can reimburse the debt owed for that                    
                                              with any means of our life                   
                                   Costly bed with costly soft silky cushion                    
                               could never give the heaven feeling as her lap                    
                        We start to miss the ecstasy of her touching care slowly                    
                     As we grow older and older young mother becomes very old                    
                        Past black hairs become white wrinkles on her face seen                   
                        Walks very slowly as she’s now weak hears less talk less                   
                                All shining has lost for us left nothing for herself                    
                               whatever was possible she did to make us happy                     
                     Now all strength she has lost by sacrificing whatever she had                    
                                 Oh! Mother I love you I love you I love you................
Form: Verse

Surreal cartwheel sublime PANTomime time

No channel skipping ..no flannel...it was so gripping…hearts melt…Pant's ripping svelte pelt and belt..stripping and whipping..the fab never drab Rishab lab..was it real..felt like I was tripping… no pipping..surreal cartwheel flipping..

Some verse about the Panto Pant curse…does traverse…like a hearse….won’t reimburse..adverse bowlers terse..things getting worse…reputations nurse…Rishab flash panache smash and grab..rehearse that ramp reverse..in his own homegrown perverse.. with only himself will converse..no fretting..go getting…record setting universe..

Now has outshone and outdone..shoves show pony Dhoni.. as the Indian man alright talisman with the gloves everybody loves with the most tons..holy moly..more three figures scores on England tours than the folklore of before..Sunny and Kohli..

Records splattered shattered..gallivanting Pant parade..cascade and cavalcade …flattered .. Rishab paddled..bowlers addled and raddled..skedaddled

Ignore any naysayer…prime sublime Pantomimes…haymaker…cocktail shaker…p**s taker…tik tok peacocker..run for fun maker…cool cat with the bat..almost indecent crimes..the Indian’s best test player and slayer of recent times..

Premium Member Where To Start

So, thanks for the distractions 
But I need to pursue my passions 
What paths am I on again?
My universe was turned upside down
I gave you my hearts crown 
And you were too busy filling your purse 
In other words, can I get a reimburse?
Of the curse of knowing you 
Time cannot be reverse
Where to Start?

You may argue that it was my choice to go rescue 
Because I thought I saw, strength, value, and virtue 
That’s why I was into and wanted to continue 
Now I see though that your love was never true
It was all just a waste; my heart needs to be erased
My hearts broken and needs to be awoken 
Where to Start?

I need a nurse, for these symptoms are getting worse
But the dispatcher only wanted to send a hearse 
Because I’m frozen and instead I’m being led in a sled 
Consumed by this blacken cavity tissue 
Because girl you are my issue
My love became the smoke of a cigar
Forgotten memoirs of a fallen star
Thrown down and drowned in a shadowy well 
Farewell. No misspell. I meant ‘Go to hell!’
Here’s my eulogy. Wish you never met me 
Thanks for the remembrance of you
Where to start?

She a player who’s queued for her next match 
Wanting to try out her newest patch 
Then taking aim
And ------- until there is nothing else to game 
The body counts
Something is wrong with her account 
Where to start? 

She needs to go find a new toy
Something like a little solider boy
Melting all the plastic
Making all the room toxic
Did someone call for the medic?
The verdict, horrific
My empty cavity 
Just a tragic memory
Where to start?

As there will always be this shadow behind my ---
To harass 
As a reminder of our past
So, why do the nice guys finish last? 
Because of you!
Where to start?

In pain, I cried
Being electrified 
In this hospital room 
Called life’s classroom 
I’ll need a qualified doctor
Something to monitor 
This surgery of your robbery 
From the treasury 
Of my heart 
Where to start?
© G. Jay  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Serendipity



Society getting worse cracking due to stupidity

Impropriety online so terse lacking any civility

Notoriety as attacking the diverse with hostility

Perverse aloof piety sacking truths no humility 

 
Climate crisis averse backing fossil fuel futility

Oligarchs ransacking coerce with total impunity

Fracking to fill their purse another commodity

Snacking on the universe… despite its fragility


Hijacking but won’t reimburse any community

Whacking any protest…disperse in perpetuity

As hacking bots traverse at every opportunity

Migrants a curse sent packing as no immunity


No backtracking won’t reverse just absurdity

Won’t converse smacking those in impecunity

Kayaking above while immerse us in toxicity

Stacking Mother Nature on a hearse duplicity

BUT

Democracy averse just gerontocracy senility 

Sacking due to perverse hilarity over polarity

Chapter & verse stop the slop no complicity

Won’t let curse of divinity go on for infinity


Clarity only charity ends gravity of depravity 

Be a friend and nurse so can end the sterility

Go on rehearse and then will find tranquility

Don’t be adverse beyond lies some serenity


Intersperse with small wins…such simplicity

Happiness love & kindness is the holy trinity

Don’t hate frivolity has ability to create jollity 

Does enhance...Americans say happenstance


Generosity and lovely luminosity of curiosity 

A delightful dance of chance I call Serendipity
Form: Rhyme

Paradise On Steroids

Rumoured to conduce a mine shaft abandoned
      Reserve behind rural residential too steep to traverse
      Sacred scope gazes at Gold Coast Grand Canyon 
      Struggle's reward - rugged mountain slope reimburse


       Pull surges me along across rubble, rollerskate
       Pursuit is overcome as corpse, nestle needs in casket
       Ravine ripples rise in ellipse repeat reciprocate
       Feathery ferns fed by felled black stump escarpment 


       Each easy attempt equates to triumph
       Cognitive storage organise strong carpentry
       Problems tandem with answers turn up
       Every earnest try results in Taj Mahal mastery


       Sovereign track conquest, ocean span colossal 
       Steeple reaches quiet, my climbing mind inseminates 
       Forest folds me into sheltered shaft, stone fossil
       Grey gum coliseum deposits amber sap permanence




              Sixth of May
           
             Sacred Place
Form: Rhyme

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