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A Journey – A Poem by P.K. Deb

A journey
down to the earth–
the most common and compulsory
for a life to enjoy or suffer,
yet, only one wheeler is provisioned to travel
in quest of more and more wheels to add
on the signal of the rise and set of the sun
with many beckoning hands and eyes.

In the vast course of journey,
plains, hills and mountains are trampled,
rivers, seas and oceans are steered,
elephants and whales are made upside down,
ants and insects experience a combing-search,
the Hell and the Heaven are used in weight-lifting,
and more and more wheels are added
one by one to the vehicle for its smooth acceleration.

Maybe, nearby or far away,
the destination waits eagerly for the vehicles
Some are well skilled and lucky–
able to reach the destination–
chatting simultaneously with the wind,
make the journey a grand success.

May God help the ill-skilled and the sick-fated
who get lost somewhere else
far away from the determined destination.
Alas! The blissfulness of
the destined is temporary too,
as time passes- moment by moment
so rust of the End invades the wheels- particle by particle,
spares, at last, one single wheel to go back there
where from it came in at the very outset.

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Alternative Healing Of Heart – A Poem by P.K. Deb

The long-term illness of my wife
pours instantly a course of cursed ink
on my painting–
painted efficiently and magnificently
with colourful paints
imported from my dreamland,
compels my three entities–
body, mind and soul to sink down to
the depth of bottomless ocean of fire
and snatches the fire extinguisher too,
used in extinguishing my burning heart–
set ablaze by the evil attitudes of
society, profession, politics and religion.
Alas! The burning heart is helpless
and driven blindly towards the heaps of ashes
with no escaping reverse gear.
Nevertheless, my strong will-power is bestowed
with a green signal
and I find myself submerged in the heap of
pen and papers
and blissful somehow in writing something new
about my old misfortune,
and my injured heart gets healed alternatively
by white papers with colourful pens.

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This Is Not Easy – A Poem by Rosie

Life is never simply black and white
Never that easy
See the horses, almost white
Running in sea foam
See her eyes
The overcast nights
It is almost raining
Pregnant skies hollow with indecisiveness
Debating whether to split themselves open
Or miscarry
It is pouring now
Flooding the streets
Life is not a ladder
It is more like the cliffs
It is coloured like the limbo
Between love and leaving
When you left too soon to love me
The haze when I’m off it
When you’re not around
Inside my head the waves are churning
The horses are running
This is a hurricane
You are not quite a disaster
But darling I wish you were.

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Land Line – A Poem by G. S. Katz

Land line, corded phone
Clarity
I can actually hear you
Expensive to still own
But totally worth it
An iconic tie in
To the past
No signal fades
Person to person
A total keeper
Land line
My friend

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Anger Is My Joy – A Poem by G. S. Katz

When I’m ticked off
You’ll know it
Life is not LOL
or smiley emoticons
or this: 🙂

When you disrespect me
I will be sincere
In telling you
To blow off

Anger is my joy
I use it to defuse
Don’t say you weren’t warned
Have I made myself clear?

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It's Who I Am – A Poem by G. S. Katz

cajole
flatter
fill the void
of your emptiness

favorite song on the radio
a cool breeze by the window
the first glow of libation
a scent of yesterday’s cologne

vibe, sensation, city life
wearing black till the brink
your deacon of passion
bringing it all back home

for you…

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As I Ride in the Afternoon – A Poem by Chloe

As I ride in the afternoon
A whiff of a poem hangs in the air
My soul stretches and yearns,
A scent of a whiff of a feeling
Lingers malingers spirals away

I pedal and I sweat,
Body happy in the Sunday heat
Still a swirl of a scent
of a whiff of a song
Somewhere a melody awaits
Words perched on the edge
Waiting to descend
Words like souls on the rim of heaven
Waiting to be written, waiting to be thought

I perk my ears, a sound of a siren
A sigh of a swirl of a scent of a whiff
Of a something…
I ride down the avenue, bodies and minds
And vehicles all around me
The immense incoherence of all of us
Exhaust fumes, hot concrete
Ugliness and effort against a uselessly beautiful sky
Why would I be visited by a whisper of a poem
Why, if my life waits for me on a fifth floor
I work and I eat and I shop and I spend and I crest and I fall
Crest and fall but who would stop and listen if I sang
And why me and why now

I pedal and I search
I think on the words.
If I ever captured this poem,
If by my hand it would
Descend into this world
I would not want to sing it out loud
I would not want to own it even
Could it just go quietly and find its way
Into just a few hearts, could it hang in the air
Just a whiff of a scent of a something in the hot afternoon

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