Long Tiredness Poems

Date:   April  2050

Same day:  
Damian walked with 
Godfrey Barrington Shadir and Matthias 
Isiah the others across to the
Other side of The estate to visit Desharah 
Damali and Sedanah. Arrival was
Swift. Damali...

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Triggered by tiredness and strain
Upon my wearisome, impaired brain
My guard is down the strange drain
Refrain from driving me insane

Within me is the pain of betrayal
So impulsive was my actions a while ago
Within me is the...

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I had no clue it was Valentine’s Day
Because no one said happy Valentine’s Day
I had no clue it was valentines’ Day
Because I had no one to share the Day
I ventured into another world
And drifted off...

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On this morning after the dogs have been fed and run       around the yard barking at the crows and squirrels as they find the morning treats I have left...

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It's always Aldi on a Sunday afternoon.  You're always waiting with your shopping bags in hand, slowly trudging along with your walking stick.  It takes you ten minutes to get into the car....

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A funny thing happened this evening
My littlest daughter sat too far back on the toilet, slipped in and was stuck
(Have we all been there? I remember my experience well...)
She found it hilarious and shouted for...

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I was shot-gun in the car a little while ago as I can recall
We drove from desert to desert from Arizona to California
I suddenly felt like a professional photographer here – snap cheers
I took far...

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The (tongue In Cheek) Balm...
Of "permanent" Sleep

Abbott, nothing beats the
     immortal heavenly reincarnation
     after mortality odometer
     unexpectedly set to zeros
preparing deceased
  ...

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by Carolyn V. Crawford AKA Rachel Dunkerque

Evalina, Evalina,
Won't you come on and shout!
You didn't come up to Heaven
To sit down and pout.

AH KIN POUT EF AH WANNA, LAWD
AH'M TOO TIRED TO SHOUT.
BEEN A LONG TIME...

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driving to work is a regular part of the day for her,
but the specialised hospital is too far -
twenty-five days, exactly at nine!
the best option is the subway ..why not?
instead of watching those busy roads,
immersing...

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II.	The Stage is Set
As I slept, I did not dream; when I woke up, it felt like the time had gone from one minute to the next. Restlessness was my rest; all I could feel...

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Second shingles shot successful... 
slight prick, but otherwise... positive pitch
re: without a hitch
the first innoculation approximately 
five months prior also nary glitch.

Preemptive needling measure
regarding getting fully
immunized at CVS
(Zieglerville, Pennsylvania)13:08
military time May First
2020 bruised left arm...

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Patradoot or The Messenger 40 /50

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



After seeing your face, dear letter,
Decorated with beautiful words,
The sadness and gloom of...

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Chapter 12d (The Fireflower cont.)

As they held their breath and waited 
For a flame to catch the fire flowers 
Finally a smoky ribbon
Drifted upwards from the petals
 
Gradually the flowers smouldered
And a filmy smoke ascended
With an aromatic odour
As...

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They could hear the mighty felines
Running in a line behind them
Han and Kwona and the children 
Knew that they were being herded
 
These great sabre-tooth cat hunters
Were the rulers of the forest;
Now they are no longer with...

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When I were a child,
I never imagined who pays for my feed.
My fellows sometimes whispered,
God feeds to everyone.
But always,
When my dad comes late night home,
He feels tiredness,
Mum boils water for him,
He takes bath,
And changes his...

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I
Far beyond the horizon
When the rooster sang
A song of dawn coming
Beauty of the dawn
Sign of the day to come
Tears the thin sheet of my sound sleep apart
Waking me up
My beloved lady pours
In the cup of...

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This is a story of a child and her mother,
About love that is irreplaceable like no other,
The child always does numerous mischiefs to ponder,
But the love of the mother would never waver.

The child is me...

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CHAPTER 3 The River
 
While they paused to rest a moment 
Han gazed suddenly behind them
To the south a long way distant
Faintly rose a hazy ribbon
 
From the grassland; Han spoke quietly,
"Loved ones, we are...

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This poem is dedicated to 
A young lady, 23 years old raped by gang in Delhi in India and died on the 13th day of her victimization. She sacrificed her life for change.

over the centuries...

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I wish time could reverse back,
And bring the older days flashback,
When ladies were real women,
Who could work smart like men,
And provide all needs for the family,
Without complaining of the tiredness lily,
Old is gold,ladies,seek advice.

Gone are...

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long dark fingers lie across
	a trail so deeply worn
as pale cold sun settles low
	and cooling breeze begins to flow

leaves high in the trees rustle so
	bright green fading to pale gold
softly gently a few to fall
	to...

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In the cabaret hall of the Hotel,
                            the...

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“Even though I walk through the darkest valley,
                I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
  ...

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This is the Third in a series that I wrote for my son a few years back.  I wrote the first and he asked for more. I think they got a little better with...

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