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Kamal Pandey Poem
Darwin's animal is writing poetry,
Nietzsche's Ubermensch is learning idolatry.
Cockroach won't leave early,
He will wait for the bread crumbs dearly.
The embezzler is talking riches,
His nightmares are all about witches.
"THE GRADIENT" decides, "THE GRADIENT" presides,
"THE GRADIENT" is the tradeoff which can suffice.
Come as you may, come as you will,
Come to the wrongdoer and make him pay the bill.
Yates , Elliot & Ezra Pound are in talks with the devil,
Crawly has arranged rendezvous up the hill.
Poems have started rhyming,
But there is still no silver lining.
I want to go up the hill,
But the master won't agree to my will.
Mr. Frost is talking to me, he is asking me to tie the net,
And not to play tennis without a bet.
Copyright © Kamal Pandey | Year Posted 2023
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Kamal Pandey Poem
Many wrote about it,
I don't know how many felt it.
Slained , slaughtered or
Death by chance.
"EXPANDABLES" I Pronounce
Didn't knew what it ment
Got to be one to know one.
SYSTEM CRUMBLED , BOTS FIGHTING AND SHOUTING
Some needed to mourn,
Some wanted to mourn,
Some were brutal just like ****.
I get confused no one seems my own
SYSTEM CRUMBLED , BOTS KILLING AND PROPHESYING
Get a gun or get gunned down,
"One of us or one of them"
Dilettante's crusade is never planned
In company I identified myself.
In solitary I understood myself.
Company threatens me
Solitary frightens me
SYSTEM CRUMBLED , BOTS ENLIGHTENED AND SET FREE
Copyright © Kamal Pandey | Year Posted 2023
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Kamal Pandey Poem
THAT START OF THE DETERMINED KID
THAT DASH OF THE CURIOUS YOUNG INTERPID
I HAVE COME FAR NOW
NO GOD I FOUND , TO NOBODY'S LOVE I BOW
FROM COUNTLESS EXISTING PATHS WE CAN
TAKE ONLY ONE
I AM HERE, WHERE THERE IS NOONE
CONVERSATIONS ARE NOW FEW
I DON'T KNOW ANYONE WHO IS NEW
EVEN MY POEMS DON'T RHYME NOW
MAY BE THEY DON'T WANT TO ...
Copyright © Kamal Pandey | Year Posted 2025
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Kamal Pandey Poem
The ass on high protein diet
Thinks he can really fight the beast
The beast has lost his instincts and
He is struggling to just live
The genius is being mocked
Mediocrity is being preserved
Monk is yelling abuses
The preacher is moaning in the jail
The poet prophecied of "second coming"
I can just cry for him to arrive
Copyright © Kamal Pandey | Year Posted 2025
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