Long Riverine Poems

From my lowly bachelor’s house
Proudly christened ‘Embassy Fair’
I woke up to the chirping of birds
On the trees above and across the vale
And the riverine bushes in-between
I woke up to the crowing of cocks
And the mooing...

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Nested like treasures priceless, eagle parents watch over the brood
On an island far away from the city, I beheld in a vision of azure blue
A rural settlement in waste laying, arid with black bile
A desolate,...

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A civil war flared up and raged on for freedom
Unequal it was, this bloody war for honour and secession
The natives renamed their land Bangladesh
Inviting anew the wrath of a desperate West

The army’s presence then, was...

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The moment I am out of the box
Foxes and hyenas surround me
Needy greedy aggressive seekers
Those who even a second before
Lay hidden in hibernation
In the tightly closed boxes of steel
On the verge of elimination
Thanks to the...

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The cascading stream murmurs mystically
as it flows across the pulsating plateau, 
and through the swathing sprawling forest, 
fostering emerald opulence to the ultimate, 
that splashes silver streaks beyond the banks, 
bending on the wavy contours...

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HISTORY    POLITICS    GEOGRAPHY

Some guy once said there's lies, damn lies, and statistics
But he surely meant lies, damn lies, and politics;
And since all the people  are dead in history
Why...

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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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Look at the way he walks
With a torn tattered cloth and broken spirit.
His soul weeps all day long as he 
Watches keenly how lizards and rats feast merrily in his house
Upon the strong hands of...

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Shadows crawl 
out haunting 
In first ray 
of light 
Coaxing awakening 
Striking the soul 
Fluttering deepest eyelids 
Music strikes 
Upon cello cords 

Dreamily she awakens, to a gentle strumming, of his soul 

As a piano...

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Life, where I grew up
Had quite often a rainy day
Life there thrives in a riverine canvas
And people are amicable and friendly. I may say.

Life, where I grew up
Had the turns of a long, long story
Some...

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MY LOVE!

Wow, see her coming
From her heavenly boudoir like spring
The angelic bonnie queen
Chaste and verdant as virgin green!

Such glossy cheery smile
That I’m mesmerized all the while,
And her articulate serpentine gait
Like proud riverine princess of that...

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A beautiful soul with spreading arms, but tired of a constant embrace
a steep valley, grassed and watered by so much pampering
bordered by two massaging hills and round-the-clock sheltering
then much attention is given to the Winchester...

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An empty closet and cliffhanger
A gift to little George,
A member of Windsor Castle.

Mood, over mindfulness , 
They are riverine songs
Moody, churned up
Uncertain and floral
Rejoicing whence
The turbid and morbid
Glum and glee
And a morn and
A corn
These all...

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There’s a harsh river that’s flowing outside,
I can hear it from inside the house;
While I’m still slumbering after my rouse –
It is tugging the sand and eroding the riverside.

It is uprooting tragically the trees from...

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Met her first 
Where 
The meadow stopped 
Behind the mountains 
Benched on the buffalo's back 
A cowherd 
Played a riverine tune 
Where 
The bow-shaped river 
Flowed north 
The white yachts 
Were sailing east 
Like the...

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Torn from an endless night 
 Bound by a creeping fog 
 Like a shadow of the twilight 
 Born of the bog 

 With a cry or a moan 
 Half-heard with a hum...

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Beyond my Grecian villa walls of stone
  a great bridge does cross the river’s divide,
and the Maroochy water’s gentle groan
  concentrates my mind betwixt moon and tide.
Where over burning canefields black soot ash
...

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Winter melts 
         &seeps
 deep below
     permeates
 cathedrals with snow

in spate 
      nature's blood

    ...

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hedgerows greenup-
nature's pastiche
awakens from winter sleep.

Quiet greets the Spring morn,
a shaft of light diffuses night 

snow melts slowly-
a trickle,unseen,runs free 
begins a new spring
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A babbling burn ,riverine unseen,
a stream of freshwater  silts sloping banks
the...

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River romances the rock in its path,
flowing around and over, offering
its gifts in season, massage, fragrant bath,
spring lilies from upper reaches, singing
songs and riverine blues and always hoping
for some acknowledgement of faithfulness.
Stolid rock, in defense,...

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I wrote this lonesome song 
All day long
Amid utmost serenity
Picturesque and riverine
Scented as butterflies 
And cascaded with a p lethora of 
butterflies

The sun's rays glistened my eyes
As the palm trees whirled to the 
easterly winds
Forget...

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