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How Am I Feeling – A Poem by Anuradha Fonseka

“How are you?” I ask you
How are my parents
How are my friends
How is he?
I constantly call them, mail them
How am I? Do I ever ask?
How is the girl behind my smile feeling?
When did I ever worry..!!

Facebook…
His new car… Her new bag
He is feeling super… She is feeling loved
Yet…
How am I feeling??
My repressed thoughts imprisoned behind my eyelids
Are they ever cared about?

My dream to travel the seas
To smell the exotic flowers
To taste the foreign spices
To breathe the wind of freedom

When would I ever let them go…!!!

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Non-Violent Ventilators – A Poem by P.K. Deb

Scolding, abusing, cursing and weeping–
the effective ventilators for cooling a compelled life,
captive in a handicapped body
with chained hands and feet.
Let’s look at the spears of fire–
cast by the selfish catapults–
powered by the evils of
society, profession, politics and spirituality
towards a poor life and the only amulet–
made of tolerance and patience is penetrated
and the helpless life starts groaning in pain and irritation.
Mind is free and brave,
so prompt for a retaliation
but the body is too handicapped to participate.
A hot and roaring wave of
humiliation and anger is added to the groaning
making the body to swell up in destructive emotion
up to a blasting point.
Thank God, the ventilators start working on time
one by one as per the need of life and time
and the body is spontaneous to use the magic of
scolding, abusing and cursing–
all against the merciless catapult
and at last weeping too to cool down
the burning body mind and soul
in a very non-violent way of saving a life from the fire of anger.

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Coffee and My Mother-in-Law – A Poem by P.K. Deb

My mother-in-law,
frequently invited and ever-welcomed
yet likes to trespass my family every now and then,
draws ugly wrinkles on
the plain canvas of my fate,
nevertheless, I pay a welcome smile to her.
My busy commercial schedule-
ever- active to make me rich
but too poor to awake
my consciousness regarding my family schedule,
tongue-less to babbling tongues as a consequence
and washed up thoroughly without any detergent.
Alas! Coal never leaves its colour,
trend-wise ill-fated I was again
to be unmindful to the cordial invitation,
a personal request of my awesome mother-in- law
and a sufferer from an oral storm very soon.
”Oh God, save me please”!
an importunity came out of my timid heart.
As expected she appeared in the next morning,
swept me top to bottom with her verbal broom
in a collaboration with my wife too.
Chilled morning that was,
her voice was quivering in cold
added by her own aggressive emotion.
My all attempts to cool her surrendered
and lead me to kitchen to hide,
I was fortunate to be blessed by God
as my eyes fell on the packet of chocolate coffee,
a smile was bloomed on my lips
and a cup of hot chocolate coffee was prompt
to reach below the nose of mother-in-law
with its enchanting magical flavour,
started extinguishing her fire of emotion
with her each and every sip step by step
and I thanked God and coffee both for a hot rescue.

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Uncomplicated Me – A Poem by G. S. Katz

Used to think I was complicated
Like that was some great symbol
of truth
Now I habitat in basic
Less hassle, less aloof

It kinda creeps up on you
Your persona not so important
Ego in check
Buying brand X at the store

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Haircut 1972 – A Poem by G. S. Katz

I was a long haired hippie freak back in the day
But the parental units were hassling me all summer
So to please them I went to the barber and chopped it all off
A moment of pleasing and 12 months of regret

Hair to a guy back then was his freak flag
Defiance on top, long and flowing, rich and bountiful
Decades later in lieu of hair we have our shadow beards
In place of what was on our head is now on our face

The freak flag is still in my heart
The glory and wonder and the idyllic hope
Like that day in my convertible racing against the wind
Hair blowing back, speed, radio loud, was all I needed

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My Dear Purple Flower Tree – A Poem by Naduni

I didn’t know your name
But I knew you were always there
Shedding continuous purple
Onto the green velvet carpet
That kissed the lovers’ feet
Being no lover myself
I’ve never trodden any of your purple
Sinews
So, I believe I have never caused you any
Pain
I observed them, watched them morning and evening
Digging, drilling, spitting, sweating
Exhausting you
Then manifesting their deepest cruelties
Filled with soil the little slope of your abode
Half covering your graceful curves
And distorting your grandeur
Now they have stopped
But left the spot in such a shabby, muddy
And chaotic condition
That no lovers come any more under you
You are no more romantic for them
Don’t worry dear,
Lovers do change
They are the most susceptible for change
Being no lover myself
I know I have not changed
You are still romantic for me
So I still do not tread your purple sinews
And I believe I don’t cause you any
Pain

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Man is Beast – A Poem by G. S. Katz

6am
Spooning
Stimulated against morning light
Don’t push me away
You know I’m not leaving
I take your hand
And make you feel the throb
The heartbeat of my lower brain
Strategic morning passion
Where man is beast
and you are prey

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