.
with crown
such
crescendo
vertex
with thuh
such
mouthful
stutter
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Idiosyncrasies
You are my hunger,
Thirst brought torrent
All my consecrated
Pursuits‘ vertex
A rolling crunching
Explosive indulgence
Elevation, bolster accumulation
Marbled unrelenting resuscitation
Roving bleeping clouds
The squeaky echo of dolphins
The sweet chirping of chicks,
Shrieking chorus of seagulls
Laughing out loud
It is a rock solid vacuole
An inviolable metaplasm
For the winter carnival bundled up,
frozen breath adds to anticipation;
Steaming cappuccino filling my cup,
the vertex of this warm celebration;
Eliminate the need to be grown-up,
tonight enjoy a childhood fixation;
Indulge yourself in a ferris wheel ride,
an event leaving you all but tongue-tied.
Written: April 26, 2024
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Awakening, my soul climbs to pure bliss,
The vertex wobble, swayed by the sun's kiss.
A flame within my spirit burning bright,
For me, the scene looks same as windy sight.
Majestic peak reaches toward the sky,
Whispering life's elixir with descry.
My heart has never seen such a sweet light,
I found solace with shelter in my plight.
my soul is boosted by the sunlit lake,
serene in silver; in my eyes, thrills wake.
A serene gold, waking thrills in my gaze,
Leaves are retained by trees, and limbs arise.
Bewitched by its gathered emerald cloud,
My spirit soars to peaceful heaven shroud.
After the snow storm I go for a walk
Beneath the snow covered trees
Calmness wraps me in her arms, as
Dancing snowflakes still twirled, and
Everything is pristine white, the
Forest is whispering, moaning, and
Groaning for winter is hard for the trees, as they
Hang their heads
In heavy snow cloaks
Just then, a bird sings me a sweet song, and
Kindred spirits fill the forest
Little creatures like birds, squirrels, rabbits, and all the
Many wandering, like deer, the
Northern Lynx and others
Oh, I love the wild horses running in nearby snow covered
Pastures and meadows, it is
Quite beautiful- imagine all this
Right in my backyard almost, now the
Sun is setting behind the trees, making
Them shine with a heavenly glow, to light
Up my way home, through this
Vast snow forest, oh
Wish you could see this
Xanadu, this dreamy place-
Years pass and the forest remains a
Zenith vertex where I spend time roaming
Two pairs of opposite angles are formed
When two lines intersect
This principle must be understood by
Those who think they are the ‘elect’
We all have a ‘defect’ so all glory to the Lord as
We see the geometry of the Gospel
Since we all require blood
Equality is easily destroyed
Peter equals Paul
Male equals female
Please do not fail to see this in Christ Jesus
Christ is the vertex of the Gospel
He is our centre amongst the brethren!
Our geometry in Christ is glorious,
Simplicity joins us as we remain
Supplementary to each other by
Supplying Christ as the vertex of the Gospel
Moses equals Miriam
Female equals male
Do not fail to see this in Christ Jesus,
Two pairs of opposite angles are formed
When two lines intersect
Thus, let us not esteem ourselves above others...
Mark Frank
Copyright 2023
will i ever find a love?
a love my father failed of thought
a mother's love i never got.
a love with abundant craziness with right amount of holiness
a love which respects, aspects with complex in vertex
will i ever find a love?
a love which is a permanent compassion rather than a temporary obsession.
a love which is neither a temptation
Nor will never give me neglection
A love which turns my pressure into composure.
will i ever find a love?
a love that consumes me which doesn't exhumes thee
a love which make me less of resilient more of emollient
a love which provides me romance like in France without a glance
will i ever find a love?
a love that gives me what I deserve preferably not what it reserve
a love which is an artisry with ruthless honesty and shameless constancy
a love books taught me which dwell, swells and expels reality
Finally will i ever find a love?
a love which is timeless turns me fearless
A love which accepts my flaws without shoving claws
a love that exists and exhibits
not exits
Rain clatters the window,
a cloudburst in his climax.
He listens to his body buck away
from a vertex.
He feels bruised by his ******
as if she had tricked him;
there had been a rock in her river.
Her cigarette smoke,
now swirls like a ghost in a raindrop.
wish to sleep
not to die;
wish to fly
not to cry
root to vertex
not any text;
the breath’s whip
in life’s fax
feast of end
implanting trend;
in whining gyre
swiveling blood gland
© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
09/09/2021
Ellipse, evolute, vertex and curve,
Humdrum circle or ricochet swerve
Astroids or cusps, arcs or sectors;
What have those got to do with vectors?
Curvature, cone, Cartesian plane…
Oval, deltoid… what’s in a name?
Geoid oscillation, pedal, radial, rose…
What on earth do I know of those?
Hypocycloid, cruciform, Sierpinski carpet…
Inverse tangent or Apollonian gasket?
Snowflake, hypercube, space-time dimension
Pressured, gauged, or under tension?
Trammel of Archimedes, planes, rotations –
Congruence, right angles, equivalence relation;
Conchoid curve, Orthoptic, Lemoine hexagon,
Triangle, star or good old pentagon.
Crescent, rhombus, magatama, square,
Caustic curves, salinon, ying-yang or sphere!
About whichever’s the shape that you talk,
Basically, it’s taking a line for a walk!
this is hellish born
when I cannot control my rudeness to other
when I deny my barbarity
when I want to be the unknown of my impurity
when I reach to vertex point of my conceit
when I make myself blind as the ruler of ego
when I create uproar for illegal demand
-December 02, 2019 Chattogram
Happiness, freedom and love
The optimistic vertex
Sadness, oppression and hate
The pessimistic vertex
Life is but a throw of the dice
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Poetry Soup Featured Poem: September 9 2021
Vivid visuals and verbalization veers to my vibrant vocalization
This variorum
A voice vernacularly vast and vigil with a voluble velocity
Vitalizing the vows in my views
From venting to vomiting
Verses against the vain become volumes about viral variform’s and our voluntary vices
Both viable and venial
Vigorous with a vengeance towards the virus of the modern vision, turning a visionary into a vacant stare
Victims of virtual vendettas, purposeless variables to create a vortex where the vantaged remain victor
The virtuous and valiant stay violated and undervalued while what's vital is just venom in disguise
No vaccine
No volition among the various
The virulent will not vanish at this vertex so we must validate where vertical really leads
I must be vocal on this voyage, vigilant with this vessel and my verbiage approach
Vindictive towards the vile and yet vivacious with every step towards the verge of vacuity
Moments of meditative serenity
Crimping pleating floral white hybrid washi
Shaping and triangulating dainty folds
Stringing vertex wings of freedom symmetry
Garland of classic crane origami
Wishing long happy peaceful life
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
L-ook
I-nto
Z-enith's
A-pex
Topic: Birthday of Liza de Joya (April 15)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
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