Long Turmeric Poems

Digging my own grave synonymous with a sense of accomplishment

Quite an undertaking
to break ground
figuratively, and symbolically linkedin
while able bodied and mindedness
readies cemetery plot within Elysian Fields
although honestly, and truthfully
as an organ donor,
yours truly opts for...

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Earth         was a perfumed garden
residing in a single                   ...

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drove for thirty minutes to the subway station, took a train for forty minutes, got into another for only ten minutes, and reached Queen's Park. Mornings are so hectic, people are rushing to their work-places....

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In the moorlands of desires, 
I've forever sung choruses of
fertile faith, amidst the flock 
of bleeding birds, sprinkling
heartbeats on lush olive herbs, 
In the dream of retracing their 
scintillating season of beachy spring. 
'Hope' had...

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Back in Iowa, where my mother and several of my siblings still live,
my big family gets together for a reunion at Mom’s apartment,
using the reception area of the little place where she now resides.
Mom cooks...

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Grey is ana in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass....

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Grey is an in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass....

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My Love,

The sky reminded me of you today.
The sun set in lilac with a teasing tinge of pink—
just the way you used to love it.

On other days, the sky is yellow and murky,
reeking of sulphur...

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Drove for thirty minutes to Subway Station, 
Took a train for forty minutes, 
Got into another for only ten minutes, 
reached Queen's Park.

Mornings are hectic, 
found a seat beside the window, 
looked at all the...

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As the final glimpse 
of the sun leads into 
an everlasting spectacle 
of twinkling dreams, 
peeking through 
    turmeric traces 
of an amber aftermath, 
I listen to the 
nesting nightingales
  ...

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I have never seen such a supervillain in my life.                         ...

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 her untamable sakura spirit
glows like sweet scents
of petrichor peace,
perfumed in jasmine water,
whilst there’s no path
to golden rays of sunlight,
she shines for the elite vines
trailing through silver 
    gates of heaven.

and when...

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I. 
they say 
there exist languages without words
without syllables yet pronounced,
like the sharp clatter of fork and spoon and knife against each other
at dinners in our family.
a vase shattered to the floor last night
at an...

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“How wonderful yellow is. It stands for the sun!” Vincent Van Gogh

Yellow

Yellow is
     a painted curb or lines upon a street,
       a sign of caution...

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Both Jing and Ling
Perfect match of nature
Are walking in Wuhan City,China 
Have hand in hand 
Before the king of death
The Corona Virus attacks on the city.

Unaware of dangers 
From unseen little warrior 
Smiling faces smile...

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In sepia foliage's of falsified fantasies,
cursed by haunting hornets stinging 
with honeyed painted lies,
her mind was like a matriarch of metaphors.

An inflorescent seed buried in darkness,
with a somnolent spirit rustling in onyx nostalgia.
Too afraid to...

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As I wake up in the morning
Scent of freshly bloomed jasmine floats in air
I walk out to the garden 
Fresh blooms sway in wind

I walk toward night jasmine tree
Pick up fallen flowers
They smell heavenly
Placing them...

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Midst exciting functional cooking session
provoking strong eating urges’ passion
my appetite strides for flavorful progression
brave to defy menus’ farting repercussion.

There’s sizzling pride in hot arrogance, deeply fried
buttered selfishness floats atop oil, dairy-fied
turmeric-colored hypocrisy becomes chillified
all oozing...

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A mystic rose smile that belonged to my mother this is what I recall   

My easel and I resting in the spirit,  by the grandeur of a morning tilt.  As the...

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Auspicious wedding games played by Indian bride and groom,
Like finding names written on bride's orange vermilion bloom;
Searching the hidden ring out of thick turmeric water,
Or untying knots of bridal garments like a plotter...! 

Or the...

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I sit to write, but first I put some oil in the pot.
Ideas need to simmer and I have a lot.
Red peppers and some celery I add in for some crunch.
Into the pot they go...

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After taking a week-long break, went for a walk this morning
Saw decorations of Mother Nature for summer’s welcoming
Sun was shining with its multi million glimmers
Soft breeze was blowing making the walk feeling pleasurable
Trees on the...

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.
How about a One Pot Kitchen
Minimalist to the Max
First sort out Food
Millet - 5 grains
And a Clay pot
Rotate millets
Every 2 days
Soak and boil
Soak for 8 hrs.
In 5 times water
Leave it overnight 
Thereafter COOK it !
first...

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Ladies and gentlemen, and all the rest
We do entertain you to the fullest
As pickle members of well-being zest
Showing functional roles for healthy quest
Making us thank God*, we’re uniquely blest!

Ready are we to show our savory...

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i prepared a simple supper
but with great love i cooked 
that main meat of refined wheat
durum semolina, traded as rotini

an Italian pasta to go with beef, a grace
from a Canadian cow grazed in prairie grass,
spiced...

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