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They asked me

They asked me, “Why do you love her?”
As if love could be taken apart and neatly categorized,
Like items on a shopping list.
They wanted me to speak on your eyes,
The way they draw me in and keep me lost.
They wanted me to speak on your smile,
The very smile that I would kill to see.
They wanted me to speak on your voice,
The sound that quiets the pandemonium within my head.
But the truth is, I never needed a reason to love you.
It’s simply a part of me,
Etched into my skin the day I was born.
From my eyes, love isn’t about reasons or checkboxes.
It isn’t about slotting perfectly into some predefined notion.
I don’t love you because you are beautiful.
I don’t love you because you are intelligent.
I don’t love you for what you give me or how you make me feel.
I love you because you awaken something within me.
With you, I don’t just exist, I thrive.
My world isn’t dead flowers and rain clouds anymore.
It’s perfect roses and daffodils.
It’s sunlight that shines peaceful rays down on my skin.
And that’s why I love you.

SPEAKING MIRROR

The mirror softly spoke, lips parted wide
With a gleam in its eye and words unconfined:
"Improvise, for life’s script is predefined.
Familiar faces may cross your path
But don’t let those gentle smiles lead you astray."

The Signal

The magnet web beneath my feet with predefined knowledge of this purgatory.  The king who is a glabrous mole says to me grab the phone it's for you. As I lunge it is in my hand placed near my ear to hear my mother's words that I love you. Tears slide below my cheek down to my chin. I then fly away saying goodbye but I cannot stay. expedient I enter the door that was meant to be locked. I then egress the mouth of a croc. I now surround myself in a land of paper and puppets made of socks and I say hello to Mother as she waits with a missing mouth standing at the docks.

What Will They Learn

What will they learn
should I return?

All in the name of humankind, 
the country sends me off to war.
"Abandon those that you adore;
It's here in ink and blood; you signed."

The country sends me off to war.
"March forward; do not look behind,"
they say, "Your fate is predefined.
Abandon those that you adore."

What will they learn?
The country sends me off to war.
"There may be damage; body, mind;
abandon those that you adore."
Should I return?

Should I return
what will they learn?


Meditative Ballad Poetry Contest, placed 4th.
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet  
Date wrote: 13th January 2022

Broken Bells

Hidden behind a loveless lie
An institution held up so high
Predefined wrongs and predefined rights
Them, trapped inside a showcased life

They say in heaven a match is made
And will of God a man obeys
No matter what, the toll it takes
They must endure for culture’s sake

If love is lost, they shall not crave
And if they do, they must be saved
A sin to long, the pain to stay
A truth ignored till it fades away

And thus the years, they pass them by
Hidden tears and force-full smiles
Two lives, two stories and wasted time
In the righteous life of a loveless lie.

Listen

Predefined uncapped explanations
My mind rests on a river of thoughts
Black pauses
Knowledge is mutual to curiosity we slave
God masters
Provided answers
Dial.

Highway of Life

Highway of life, white line is in the middle.
Which way to go, back or forth?
Both ways will bring our lives somewhere,
But we can not select and choose them both.
.
O those choices - we can't avoid, bypass them.
But that's a step where strings of life start sing.
And we must choose - the "axe" is hanging close.
How many times we wished it could be paused.
.
Is that a play with predefined conclusion?
And no matter what we still end up the same?
Or choice is free and even "Guy upstairs"
Excitingly awaits unknown score of game?
.
A game or not - not our field of knowledge.
We only have a little spark of it.
We must keep going, choose, love, make mistakes, start over.
Until we learn, and that - brings "there" even closer.
.
With every breath, step, choice, and turn around corner,
We getting tested. Why? I can not answer that.
I only know this - that "game of choice" has purpose.
Where that "Highway" can be straight road or run in circles.

Blue

and not to eternity the predefined will happen accidently
but to a cry
unheard and clear and the sermon that will BE
to shelter the torn off grains in the summer
the sunspots priest in the reflections
of the water
in blue

River Within 2

Taking a stroll by, I meet a river - flowing for freedom


 - "Where do you go? Any destiny predefined? Shall I join?"

 - "No! because our paths differ, but I will always live within you"

(C) Anindya Mohan Tagore (Bobby)

On Our Friendship For Jan Allison

You were eyes for the man I was - blind 
And always without strain you were kind 
Love from the heart with no edit of mind 
What a day it was I met you - what a find 
In awe of your aura - to mesh I was inclined
Our souls with ease from day one intertwined 
Faith insisted on our meeting, solid, underlined  
There were no keys on backs one had to wind 
To say that I am thankful would be misdefined 
A new word I would create for us for all mankind  
For our story must be familiar one predefined  
From up above written in stone and preassigned 
I am writing this in monorhyme perfectly designed 
Like our friendship it is one, neat and consigned  
For you now - delivered, dated and proudly signed 



01~11~2015 
With Love Armand 
Sponsor: Judy Konos
Contest: Write A Poem

214 B

Don't shoot me down with your neat coded numbers
Inhuman measure nice non corrupted style
I can’t get blown over by US beauties
For the one I love is already mine.

Look at you blonde hair with hardly a face
Heard "why the visit to US" she called out
I replied  "tourism is my intent madam
Pleasure with friends, no business for sure".

"Relations! of course carol's my net friend".
Immediate relations never a niece 
for I had cajoled DS-160 to kindly accept
But it hadn't bulged from its predefined stand.

"Ok what you do", I said "cinema-movie"
"You own it", I said "yes" a bit surprised
"Since when" was her shot and I cry "childhood"
"1962" in my consciousness as I blurted it out.

"What does your friend do" I said "works" loudly
"Where" and I told what I knew there and then
Remembered the place, city to name them; 
Seconds begin to tick like a time bomb.

With clicks she uploaded a coded disaster
Take this 214-b active and duly registered 
And when you can decode the puzzle reapply 
 Public response -New Delhi Discretion-:     

Now left, decry this immigration tag;
Certification: “courtesy  VO's gag"

Catch a Falling Star

True love, the rarest falling star,
If caught the heart bursts into light,
So bright it shimmers near and far,
And lingers beyond dark of night.

To catch its beam for the pocket,
True love, the rarest falling star,
This heart then a treasured locket
The sweetest cookie in the jar.

A serenade by old guitar,
That calls aloud to heart’s intent,
True love, the rarest falling star,
So rare no fear would dare dissent.

This empathy between two souls,
At first it seems a tad bizarre,
Yet predefined on ancient scrolls;
True love, the rarest falling star.






Form: Empat, Empat

Last Life

I did see you out of the corner of my eye,
Chills ripped through me raging in wind.
I did not know you to be a lifetime friend.
Our last life we must have said good-bye.

Our love did not just come in and out to die,
Our souls would be encircling merciless sin.
I am feeling you breathe me desperately into your skin.
Be it to you I never could tangle up my red rag tail dye.

We went away,
We came back,
We went astray,
We became slack!

Our last life has predefined today’s feat of fate!
So, my destiny by fate is forever in you my mate!


®Registered: Ann Rich 2010

Exploited Ladies

Of late except the Hummer original war zone macho look.
Packard marque logo displayed a twentieth century flying lady piece. 
Other brand images, hyped products lived with beautiful women
All to woo, the neo-rich the good and the ugly men; filthy rich:

Old Ladies now restrained, new generative order marched forward
Giant Rolls Royce phantom chose the sleek super woman model lines 
BMW market sentiments configured cars with ladies; attracting men 
Lady celebrities flirted with the automobile industry.

Today men have dream car encounters with lithe womanly beauty
Soft and silky riding in true aristocratic behavior, 
Each curve or turn touched by his sizzling predefined instigation;
To suffers her enslavement with joy as she plays to his whims.

How I love a young replaceable mate exposing wild raw radiance
Never to question, disagree with my fascinating performance.

A Bright Shining Hope

A bright shining hope in a blind ricochet
In the gardens of stone where the sleepers lay
Where the bells chimed out on a brand new day,
A bright shining hope peeled resounding.

A bright shining hope firing heart and mind
Like a grand constellation in clusters aligned
With a mystic astrology built predefined,
A bright shining hope shone abounding.

A bright shining hope out of centuries blew
On the winds of change, ringing in with the new
And from Auld Lang Syne rose a future anew,
A bright shining hope stood agleam.

A bright shining hope of souls reuniting,
Amalgams of legends and heroes inciting
An unwritten future made ours for the writing
A bright shining hope to redeem,
Of a humanitarian dream.

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