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I must give them Love,
And Love only
Can you stop me?
Will you be ashamed of me,
Or exasperated, angered,
When my neutrality resembles bestilled water,
Undrinkable, observing and flowing…
As my choice becomes iced with silence,
And non-action?
Every atom screams,
Hate them
Speak your tumultuous mind
With passion and purpose,
Speak and forget your disillusioned place!
Be their instrument of scorn,
Break them down,
These builders of fabricated walls
These grabbers for attention
These leeches latching onto
Every power they can get—
Feet planted in the swarms of stings
Erected to last—to suffer vastly
The sacrament of melancholia, let it
Find you,
And fill you with hate,
Disgust—for their
Impenetrable impotence!
Break them down,
With what you deem right
A spirit sighs, says,
Be a companion,
Be a meek friend
Be a listener,
Let them speak,
Do not be so quick to condemn
Allow their hurt
For how can you stop it?
Just like you,
How can they stop you,
From feeling, silently feeling
What they cannot grasp…?
Just as you feel,
Let them also feel,
Let them be,
Wait, just wait…
Their hands clasp my throat in searing iron grip
My eyes tear from the force,
Blood collecting in my world-heavy head
Do not be silent, they say!
Speak, you proud, religious bigot!
You are no better than I—nor him—nor she!
Speak, for tomorrow you die…
But I cannot even reason when you say….
Choose your way! Choose your way!
They probe—they force—they complain,
It is okay…it is okay….
I will not steer your life in the embodiment of my lens
I can only give, I can only pray
That the answers of truth will sooth your days….
I give them Love, and will the rest,
That swear that the responsibility lies on me—
I will the rest,
To the shades of better trees
Longing….
For their trunks to reach greater altitudes,
And their voluptuous shade to spread upon
These soiled, troubled souls
The choice is not mine to make
With love—with pain,
I wait for His reign
imagine there is a war and nobody goes
turns swords into ploughshares instead
builds homeless shelters instead of bunkers
shares toil freedom and land
resists grabbing power
dresses in peace flags and love
the silent majority does not wish
to be slaughtered on battle fields
to satisfy greed and corruption
and they have a say because
they are the masses
we the people need to find our voice
a choir of compassion
and pacifist canon
rhymed metered and tranquil
poetry in untroubled stance and
rhythm of caring intention
I was once a soldier
had sold my soul to the highest bidder
to finance studies and life style
which still leaves a sour taste on my vita
today I am a simple poet
with something to say
quietly walk away from aggression
and hope that my bubble will spread
imagine there is a heaven
and we can stop burning bridges
as well as bear the cross on our shoulders
31st January 2023
Normal is normal - it is not abnormal
Right is not wrong - or logic is terminal
Subverting a culture of tolerances and reason,
All tyrannies threaten peace and stability.
Unreasonable tyrants from belligerent minorities
Menace tranquility with total hostility.
Up is not down - orange is not black
Air is not water - opinion is not fact
Using lies to spread a dangerous delusion,
With fascist hate speech - bully invective,
Political spin spreads fear and confusion;
Objective reporting is not politician subjective.
Telling a story is not - telling The Story
My mind flies at the speed of light
Towards the eternal; to sing its glory and
Those who are evil, to give them
A big bite.
To praise its divine power; by which
The sun rises and goes down
The river flows in full suing
In village and town.
To praise the power and the grace;
By which human is blessed
And the living creatures with such a variety
So nicely placed.
Sometimes my mind flies in grief
Watching the pain of the people
I can't utter a word in my
Lip!
I make the revolt against the giants
To jump over them by the black & white
Paints.
My mind flies with the beauty of nature
I paint its glory and
The history of pollution of this
Wonderful feature.
I sing the song of the triumph of humanity
I fly sharply by the speed of horses
To remember human their power;
And their ability.
Those who are orphaned and the Proletarian
Brought up in the streets and lanes
I love them and keep mine along with
Them.
It is my great fate that the Almighty God
Has been engaged me in this direction
To spread the knowledge and wisdom
Towards the humanity; as quick as I can
I think mine blessed and
I don't waste time to pay
Attention.
Form:
While the waves lash the shores and splash in soft music
The dishes we serve here in this Golden Grain restaurant
Emanate aroma into the nostrils a pungent sweet exclusive
Have you visited this earlier too or how are you insouciant
A sip of sweetly sour sea food clear soup with tofu in your mouth
While on your hair the wind from the Arabian Sea plays its tickles
As you change your seat for the cool wind coming from the south
Our gracious waiters serve you mouth watering sea food pickles
Tasting the cheesy tuna salad as you share your moments with sea
The boundless sky above invites you to look at its cracked blue art
We are mystified if we will have the listen and sight or have the glee
In Sorpotel with rice, the Goan cuisine we must take to fill our heart
Made of pork in spices coconut vinegar and green chillies
Sorpotel is the essence of Christian gastronomy of Goa
The pungent and little salty flavor will without doubt ease
Your fatigue and more so if you take chunks of chilly soya
To which delight you will employ your perception is
A challenge as your eyes are amazed at the sight of
Seagulls in front of the restaurant leaving the breeze
Have become scavengers in their wing-spread hops
There is the all time favourite basil leaf spread lovely
Pizza dough of Phoenix with a crisp but chewy crust
Made by our chef himself who learned his art at Italy
Sweet salty pizza margheritta of ours take you must
Bebinca you all have to take in its full seven saffron layers
Get the personification of Goan spirit in this unique dessert
While listening to and looking at the splashy music players
Nonetheless your taste buds seek the sweet food for a flirt
Golden Grain is a golden moment in the golden sea beach
Do step in and taste the food with waves within your reach
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9/9/2016
For My imaginary restaurant - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
Christmas is a special time of the year
Where world-wide’s grandiose feasts swell
People cook, decorate overwhelmingly and cheer
Spirit of love, hope, joy and sharing dwell
Family and social-gatherings with gift-giving can tell
Christmas is a special time in the globe
Where winter comes to hug so sweet, so cold
Children catch snowflakes shining like strobes
Playing, laughing and making snowmen- a joy to behold
Everyone’s happiness is more precious than gold
Christmas is a special time in our life
To celebrate the birth of our Dear Lord Jesus Christ
He came to save lost souls, spread love not strife
Shield us from temptations when we’re enticed
To feel, only in His Loving Providence we’re sufficed
Dec. 28,2022 8.23am
YOUR CHOICE 2023
Contest Judged: 1/5/2023 12:27:00 PM
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Place: HM (1-10 single w and HM multi-w)
I’ll be honest, I like living here.
Maybe it’s being born in the DMV;
Maybe it’s my grandfather,
who did 20 years in the military;
It could be my deep love of freedom,
knowing it’s okay to say ‘I’m pissed.’
It could be that l can speak openly
without fear of being killed for it;
It’s in my blood, I love it here.
Maybe Mad City’s in my DNA;
Maybe it’s my strong roots,
spread throughout the streets of D.C.
It could be that this is my home
and nothing else needs to be said;
From coast to coast I could wander,
but I’ll always find my way back;
There’s room to better this country,
true; but there’s nowhere I’d rather be;
Draped all over in red white and blue
I’ll be honest, I’m nothing if not patriotic;
I love living here.
MOUNTAINS OF BAVARIA
climbing,
higher and higher.
a breathtaking scene.
horse and carriage clomps past us.
an extraordinary castle
in the mountains of Bavaria.
lingering patience, as my thighs
motivate their muscles,
climbing ever higher to Ludwig’s sky.
taking time to catch my breath.
Neuschwanstein,
fairy tale swoon of the Romance Road.
the mountain chills
in Winter,
a wondrous white wool coat.
Autumn spread
of lime, gold and red
cornucopia of colors.
the castle built for length of years,
not so for the King.
but i, feel energized, as
we approach the kingdom’s entrance,
spying the height
of the Alps
we’ve climbed.
the divine breast
of paradise.
8/8/2017
Free verse
Mountain Contest
“Death can never separate us. Each time you feel a gentle breeze, It's my hand caressing your face.” By Mary Lucas
The first bell intoned its dreary dirge.
The feel of emptiness spread all around.
I was not afraid. I felt tall and steady.
Night began to obscure the light of day.
I began my lonely trek around the desolate place.
I met no one nor did I want to. I repeat.
I was not afraid. Some candles were still lit
All around the paths. Not that I had any difficulty
To find my way. I had walked that path too, often.
Suddenly all around a wild wind whispered all around.
Still, I was more concerned about names and ages.
How many die young! I feel tears brimming in my eyes.
Yet no tears fell. The light dimmed casting long shadows.
A lone raven cawed, a warming call. I did not care.
The dirge bell rang again, a mandate and a warning,
I pressed on, undaunted but free.
I entered the mausoleum as was my habit,
Lay myself down in my comfy coffin and slept.
Placed 1
Corona Virus
By Franklin Price
03/12/2020
Corona virus came our way
From China to the U.S.A.
From air and sea and from the ground
The cases started to abound
Steps were taken early on
To keep Corona Virus out
Person to person is how it's spread
Protection's what it's all about
Travel restrictions put in place
First China, Korea, Italy
More were made, as time went on
Now Europe is the place we see
Tests are needed to expose
Where this virus now abides
They now exist but not enough
And Politics are taking sides
It now has been a month and more
Politics are in the way
Administration got it wrong
That's what some people have to say
Corona now around the globe
Is pandemic, is world-wide
Should cross the aisle to help resolve
Now's not the time to take a side