Short Carriers Poems
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Don't frequent Mickey D's very often
But today had a Sausage'n Egg McMuffin
Yummy yum yum
Cries from my tum
Could eat those calorie carriers by the dozen
Sure don't frequent Mickey D's very often
But today had a Sausage'n Egg McMuffin
Yummy yum yum
Cries from my tum
Could eat those calorie carriers by the dozen<>
Sure don't frequent Mickey D's very often
But today had a Sausage'n Egg McMuffin
Yummy yum yum
Cries from my tum
Could eat those calorie carriers by the dozen
She day Dreams as she puts
Her lipstick stick On.
Just a mild trial of flirtation
She laughs and her musical
Voice carriers on the scent of roses
I know so intimately
I know she dreams of me
then
peaceful message
came
cured all with love
now
peaceful message
comes
makes all hateful (to others)
cause- present message carriers are violated
-December 06, 2018 Chattogram
All people are carriers of intellect, it is for sure,
Even politicians, although they intellect obscure.
So, no point to take it extremely heavy, dramatic.
They got it little bit, but, alas, asymptomatic!
Decipher
I was lost, but now I AM found
To wear Father's rightful crown
Father's wondering Stars
We saw who we are
Our Lord's love has no barrier
Our hearts were the carriers
Father wrote our song
Each note belongs
This is the time psyche,
your gratis getaway into silence;
away from folks, away from
carriers of culture,
the day is spent, the lessons learned,
now you fully reflect on themes you love best:
nighttime, slumber and dreams.
Home is not a safe place
People die at home
Trapped under books and papers,
Carriers of culture, which
Should be there to save you
Yet, beguiling blindly,
The termites of destitution
Bore into the substance
Which crumbles gently
And lets you down at last
My beauty was a pledge I took
Beauty hidden in plain face
In the small secured, kind place
Beauty beyond what was seen
What I had become from what I had been
From the impaired to the mended
Something that surpassed all the barriers
The kind of beauty that chooses its carriers
My beauty was a pledge I took
Beauty hidden in plain face
In the small secured, kind place
Beauty beyond what was seen
What I had become from what I had been
From the impaired to the mended
Something that surpassed all the barriers
The kind of beauty that chooses its carriers
Eyes see
yet it is the heart
that translates
ears mere cone carriers,
the many voices truly one's own
(schizoid nature of senses)
looking out we see in --
listening we hearken to
ignited self vocabularies
nothing concisely as it seems
Poe’s myriad dreams~ within dreams --
Mind making barriers
Fighting against your plight
Wishing for the carriers
To succumb to it's flight
Building the walls
Hoping they will fall
Wisdom dictated by society
Fearing they might
Anguish, torment, fright
Building up that wall
High as you might
Please just make it fall!
Sword carriers-
Not a sword carrying flight,
Nor a hero to fight,
Than a small bird in flight,
Longer sword than body,
But no war,no scars,
No blood marring body,
The Hummingbird in cool,cool,
Flys reverse like a wheel,
Inviting long tube flowers,the birds,
Exposing their breasts,
To lick,
Nectar milk!
It comes roaring busting like thunder, warning every spectator
Carrying the smiles carrying the laughter, parameter of hope
People gather to sing and swing, a spring of continuity and good
All the stinking scrotal carriers, emptied by mere castrations
Many thinK to eat and dance, two think to contact and merry
Took a glance above the skinny blank-pane
Gladly could tell when it 'l indeed not rain
The moon humps with the sun, a pain.
Wild wind rants, while the carriers pant
Not minding displays on a rare podcast
And the utterances from a mere forecast
Blessed be the God's eye
Angrier the world looks- aye
The moon has come before îts time
We have sent carriers pigeons,
we've built crystal bridges,
on rice paper we've wrote prayers,
we have entered in the temples ...
Let's take another look into smidges...
Any dispute can be resolved by force,
but better with a conversation ...
Wisdom wins, wisdom may bring salvation ...
May God send the Peace angels
to end up the source...
Certainty
In
our cultural cloudiness
we believe that there
is no certainty..
When beliefs are raised
there are retorts of doubt..
Some reluctantly and
grudgingly admit that
their beliefs are carriers
of doubt..
So where do we go
to find a certainty
unencumbered..?
Perhaps all we need is
an experience of blue sky
standing in clarity behind
those clouds of belief...
worth of wage
a mercenary/ organised
land based force ready for
commands/ spotters observers
and carriers ,to share the warmth
of bed/ orphans from violence and war
invisible many/ sick blood diamonds recru-
ited by ments while theirs go to school an
church to learn of values and virtues
what is the law--
where is the value---
i am throwing up the un digestible con-
cept of child soldiers
Form:
On the twelfth day of Christmas,
my enemy gave to me
Twelve upset tummies gurgling
Eleven spoiled milk cartons curdling
Ten missed opportunities to achieve
Nine judges who refused my reprieve
Eight frustrations and barriers
Seven Covid-19 carriers
Six casseroles with a bad smell
Five empty packs of Pall Mall
Four creepy sashes
Three worn out lashes
Two cobras who attacked me,
And a grizzly bear in a honey tree.
Life is a kinetic power in the daily management
At the level of breathing layer,
life progresses towards eternity
Beliefs show dreams,
bring firmness to the rhythm of life
Life is one of the carriers to death
but the death comes not to stop life
rather, to think an opposite way of stopping
That's why
people are apathetic even after seeing thousands of deaths
and waiting for the next day's sunrise
-24.08.2020 Chattogram
A nightmare force me awakened
the tough life
force me awakened...
My dreams come through the walls
light up my dark room
darkens light ones...
My nightmares are plague carriers
dreams of life
sometimes brings death...
In my sleep I have nightmares
when awake I have my thoughts
I'm not sure which is worse...
Often my pillow is an ocean
some nights I drown
in my own tears and hopes...
If I scream wake me
I didn't mean to wake you
it was just a nightmare...
~ ~ ~
Beautiful, tall clouds hidden behind lower lying drizzle-makers;
Grand, expansive spires of nature's great conveyer;
hidden behind a mist of weary half-carriers.
Great pillars of the sky looking down;
the view lost, thwarted by aborted weather-child.
These majestic lakes of the sky;
hidden by the puddles from earth bound eye.
Drowned out by;
And then one...two,
drops;
as even the heavens cry.
In knowledge they weep, in puzzlement keep:
searching for that spire...
Unheard were those desires
Unseen were those dreams
Unrequited were those memories
Because they had died
I, you, they..
No matter who killed..
I sent them to the clouds
Carriers of unshed tears
Hoping to meet my soul there
I collapsed under its weight
Ahh.. The downpour is so heavy
Am I drowning or drenched in it?
Did you wake me up? Or did I?
The dawn murmured I was awake..
As the blush painted the sky
Wait.. It’s a sunset!!
Beautiful though!!..
Humans have their storks but not so in the Land of drups.
Where koi fish deliver new babies in polka dotted cups.
They are brought in by telepathy on the tail of a half moon.
Making their prospective parents giddy and full of swoon.
They are left in their carriers in the back yards of course.
Protected under the jurisdiction of a unicorn horse.
Don’t go telling the tale, it is not for other humans to know.
I only told you because you spied the drop and the glow.