Long Tortures Poems

Part 1: FORE SIBERIAN FATE

silk wings wet -
angel on the lake.
starlight glitter
separates from

the golden wheat.
her docile hair,
prophecy of ice.

winter pink,
pinched cheeks.
ice skate scrapes -
flecks of flakes.

the snow queen
before her relentless
reign, a pretty thing.

her smile warms
the...

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He lifts me up on cloud nine
I’m a lost sheep in godly sleep
He nurtures me like His child – I’m feelin’ fine
I’m a joyful sheep in godly sleep
Dead leaves of dried hope and fervor-lacking faith...

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(Every year in the lunar month of Muharram we Shia Muslims commemorate the brutal martyrdom of the grandson of our Holy prophet Muhammed (s.a.w) and his family and friends at the hands of fake hypocritical...

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Something that stuns me from revelations awakening 
All good people of the world see you Isis 
clearly diamond cut your scale tips heavy 
with the wealth that's stolen from foreign lands 
to build weapons of...

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Interview with The Most Beautiful Suicide -Evelyn Francis McHale - May 1, 1947

So Evelyn, yours is one of the most famous of suicides, since you chose to jump from the Empire State Building in 1947,...

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Is it possible, in times like these, 
To fight off such adversity and selfishness
And to save other souls that you owe not to?
Gaze into these pain-filled eyes,
Contemplate their crushing calumny 
And see why I must...

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You are pulling me down like gravity
You can be so burdensome 
You are pushing me down angrily
You are dangerous like a lion in the 
spooky den unlike some
You got to build more self-esteem 
I have...

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Forever, our love lingers in the air all around -
The smell of fresh paint lingers in my nose, in the air.
Crisp sheets lay smooth untouched with hospital corners.
I dreamt I held you in our bed.
A...

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Key to the abyss opening 
Cern is a wormhole experimenting into dark matter 
A satanic program making attempts 
to open the porthole to hell 
The statue outside this center 
is the pagan lord Shiva destroyer...

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Strange this all falls on deaf ears 
a mockery of justice twist whichever way you wish 
people killed in a hospital act of terror yes or no 

Where those blind cannot ever see 
the gospel...

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""AH, but their anger is not a small thing
Where their fury demands its own fullness
They stink of pain and death, long blacken wings"
Their tormenting stings pure hell nothing less."" -- RJL  quote-1973


See all
In Greek...

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Torn by the lies of the past
Of the future
Of the present 
Shredded by the mocking faces 
But I wanted to love
To be held with such care
But to dare 
To fail once more
To open that door
The...

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A raw poem. Whoever would like to rearrange, reorganize it has the right. I'd like to thank them all. I promise I will never make a claim for that 

A husband knows, but he pretends...

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Patradoot or The Messenger26 /Many 
  
English version by  Ravindra K Kapoor 
Originally written in Hindi by my 
Late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor


These Indian women, who were called salves of man,
And even...

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Inspired by The Sirens and Ulysses, oil painting by William Etty.

The painting depicts a scene from Homer's epic "The Odyssey," where the hero Ulysses (aka Odysseus) orders his crew to tie him to the mast...

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(1.) First poem
In Our Feasts, We Both Drank Lover's Wine
Second poets tribute series third poet Gerard Manley Hopkins

Blood that entices with its red-glow appeal
Its bright warmth into a wanton soul seeks
She that drove passion, ate...

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Hello friends of Poetry Soup. 

I am coming back after a long gap during which many things happened with me. I lost my dear wife Shashi in July 2017 who was ill for the last...

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All I thought was going to last forever has been long gone,
Only those that are yet to come.

Here standing before the mirror,
Staring at the reflection of the younger me;
We found the truth in our eyes,
For...

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Patradoot The Messenger 43/50

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



She would ask you dear,          ...

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VISION  QUEST

The Sioux chief Brown Eagle taught me self-respect 
And I saw my life as an Englishman must have greater purpose,
And that these "savages" were actually my saviors.
The spirit of his tribe drew me;...

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After beguiling charisma,
damnable excoriations fixedly,
gamely, horribly, insult jesting,
kibitzing, loosely mindless nattering,

outlandish pablum, quintessentially
representing senseless trumpeting,
unswervingly vapid wordy
X-DOUBLE-MINUS
yawping zest.

If ye did not already guess from thee 
above blimey claptrap, Das English flap
doodle glib human incorporates jokingly,
kookily,...

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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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In Our Feasts, We Both Drank Lover's Wine,
Second poets tribute series, third poet Gerard Manley Hopkins

Blood that entices with its red-glow appeal
Its bright warmth into a wanton soul seeks
She that drove passion, ate my youthful...

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The night has fallen, across thy kingdom.
The moon has risen, so do stars.
Yet there was light, from your quarter.
Forgive this foolish guard, for ask bluntly.
What troubles your mind, my fairest princesses?
Many time I passed by,...

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It should come to you as no real surprise, that the selfsame pro-choice and 
infanticide of twenty eight days to murder their newborn children, who survived 
abortion.  Most likely even if they were never...

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