Spoken Language Poems - Poems about Spoken Language

During Infancy

...During Infancy

During infancy the wires on 
the TVs, which transmit or 
get signals, were
 responsible for 
my fast brain growth at
4 weeks. My first words: declare to 
be true and 
affirma...

Defecation accidentally clogged

...Defecation accidentally clogged...

for the umpteenth time 
during spate to sit scrawny buttucks 
on porcelain throne id est 
videre licet toilet bowl...
with toxic water brew threatening
to o...

Saviour Complex

...Theme: Vulnerability

Saviour Complex - Free Verse

In the absence of love,
a childhood is shaped by the stars,
but when black smoke is the only impression in the light,
sorrows peel in...

silent her whole life until

...How high does the blue sky go?
Why is grass green instead of pink?
Who invented hieroglyphics?
I stared at my three-and-a-half-year-old daughter.
Consternated and confused.
For three and a half ...

The Cries of Camelot

...Kneeling with sword raised to the sky,
As the blade glistens from,
The shadow of the moon with desire,
In respect of the god's above.
Only a spoken language,
All do understand. 
Pleading, askin...

Creator of Universe

...One who does not cast a shadow
One who possesses no real image
None other than the creator of universe
Who we call the Almighty God
Does he really exist, or just a freak of imagination
True feel...

Converstation With My Teeth April 1

...I have bad teeth. Always have since birth.  I had braces as a child and hated it.  Hated going to the dentist.  Put it off too long, too often.  Ended up with multiple root canals, and bone grafts, a...

Not So Dear

...Dear exam
Sincerely I don’t hate you, I just don’t like you
To be fair, I don’t think anybody does
You issue countless threats in the name of tests
A series of poison in carefully measured dosage...

Idioms

...When the world was youthful
spiderwebs sang as they were spun.
Language was woven in the air
as accents of winds and trees
conveyed by an eloquent sky.
Untrammeled meadows annunciated
upon the ...

Inside the Painting

...I imagine myself
Stepping into a painting
Of a strange city
With geometric shapes
It’s something I never saw before
Where buildings look
Like buildings but not
Also, the people have
No faces
...

Old Poems

...the rhythm of old poems,
precision breathing 
in and out,
nose and mouth.

reality fogs a window
on a cold winter morning,
clears the congested mind
one wrinkle at a time.

in our misspent ...

Hurt From the Spoken Language

...Hurt is a Spoken Language

It came from your heart,
like gas on fire,
burning everything in its path.
Hurt was your spoken language.

Fluent in anger,
flippant with pain.
Words tossed carele...

Within the Realms of Love

...Love is not just a spoken language
nor will it always heal like a bandage.

Affectionate actions and self sacrifice
should come naturally - not at a price.

Real passion is not only lus...

Freedom To Write

...“Writing [maketh] an exact Man,”
claims Francis Bacon. 
Macaulay’s Minutes is our bible.
Derrida emphasizes 
the Primacy of Writing.
Freedom to write is also guaranteed—
by our Indian  Constitu...

Clues

...All of a sudden there are blues 
Compose with your clues
With secrets and lies
Where your feelings die

You should have known what it meant
When there is abandonment
Leaving feelings of discou...

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