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Madhu Sudan Poem
How can I live in this world,
Where flattery, hypocrisy, coax, bigotry, shrewdness, impersonation are huddled?
But I’m a dunce to do all of these utterly necessary characteristics.
How can I live in this world,
Where killing, corruption, forgery, treachery are inseparable part of success?
But I’m a coward of accepting this kill or to be killed ideology.
How can I live in this word,
Where fornication, rape, seduction, adultery, spumes of sperm, prowling and attacking of vaginas are so recommended to be a hero, a man?
But I’m disgorging of thinking these stuffs.
How can I live in this world,
Where money, wealth, contentiousness, covetousness are the scale of being counted as a human?
But I’m fool to imagine of these terrestrial crowns.
How can I live in this world,
Where I cannot cope up with me,
I can’t believe me,
I can’t love me,
I can’t forgive me,
I can’t touch me,
I can’t respect me,
I can’t make understand me,
I can’t endure me,
I can’t ………..
Copyright © Madhu Sudan | Year Posted 2015
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Madhu Sudan Poem
All my poetries are gone.......and now I'm vacant like a desert
Because you are not here.
All my songs are gone...and now I'm soundless like a broken Piano
Because you are not here.
All my hopes are gone.. and now I'm a passenger of Coleridege's ancient mariner.
Because you are not here.
All my pleasures are gone.. and I'm a child who has a broken dollhouse
Because you are not here.
All my fingers are afraid.....and they are restless like the sway-hair of a absent minded virgin.
Because you are not here.
Copyright © Madhu Sudan | Year Posted 2013
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Madhu Sudan Poem
You won't hear it
Because it is not the sound of my tongue
But this is the call of my heart.
You won't see it
Because it is not the gesture to be seen by twice eyes
But it should be seen with the third eye.
You won't feel it
Because it is not the touch to be felt by the skin
But it should be felt by sixth sense of perception
You won't understand it
Because it is not the thing to be understood by calculation
But it should be understood by ........ I don't know
Because it is ineffable...... dear!!!
Copyright © Madhu Sudan | Year Posted 2013
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Madhu Sudan Poem
"Give it time........
It'll be fine.
Give it time.....
It'll be okay."
Don't you say it again!!
Time is that shit
That's chuffing me off from my heaven.
Time is that shit
That's shoving me towards the Hades.
Time is a bulldozer
It's cowering me me with the sound
Time is a depute of Satan
It's depleting and deranging me like first night's fingers
Time is a filthy liquid of a tiny hole
That sometimes comes enormously
That sometimes never gets excited like a reluctant one's........
Copyright © Madhu Sudan | Year Posted 2013
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Madhu Sudan Poem
Inevitable destiny !!!
So, why all this fuss is about?
so, why all this frisking is about?
Inevitable destiny!!!
Make you calm and sober.
It gives you silent sigh with tears.
Inevitable destiny!!!
Make you moving Paralysised.
So, **** off this things,
Kick the Doors of Heaven and Hell,
White wash the faces
Those goddamn faces
Who talk about it.
Be a Hawk of Ted
Or prepare to be his male-tart.
Copyright © Madhu Sudan | Year Posted 2013
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Madhu Sudan Poem
If you were sky,
I want to be cloud
because it seems to everyone that I am a small part of you(sky)
I enlarge your beauty(wisdom).
If you were a ocean,
I want to be a river
because it seems to everyone that I am created by you
(though parents gave birth me, you(teacher) are the real creator of me)
I convey your message(knowledge) through the land and sooth the thirsty parsons.
If you were a flower,
I want to be a insect(bee)
because it seems to everyone that I live on you
I not only suck your honey(knowledge) but also I scatter you smell and fragrance(your philosophy).
If you are a human
I want to be your foot-dust
because it seems to me that I am the most lucky creature of this world
everyone will compete to get me(foot-dust)
Copyright © Madhu Sudan | Year Posted 2013
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