Our Friendship | Mónika Tóth
dedicated my sweet Romanian friend Vasile
our friendship
is like a beautiful book
enriches our lives
dedicated my sweet Romanian friend Vasile
our friendship
is like a beautiful book
enriches our lives
Life would depart
Leaving the body lying on earth
Someone would cry
Someone would laugh
I would keep watching everything
I won’t die
At the death of my body
I stay alive
For long
(Translated from assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury)
I.
Loosen the screw
Take down what they did to you
Stake a utopian claim with the fossils
of karma you patiently fostered
And if volcanic winter mutates
what a holiday insinuates
you at least have the hard evidence
that you bested an age
II.
A date in a notebook lays rootless
like an estranged seed
Transactions of stillborn conveyances
pay off what’s best not decreed
The wonders of some virgin-birth world
pillar your dream portfolio
They are the icons of their higher race
who sacrificed acting their age
for acting out time
III.
They took your elation
as a quack fabrication of faith
Mythology fodder to pass time
in doomsday’s underground estate
Well let them eat fallout
like common French cake
as you’re cremating in the white sun
They’ll never get past their Aquarius concept
Politics, policies, who will enforce?
Your spectre shall be their ozone
with no dawn of historic remorse
standing in the fathomless ocean, trying to find the davy dark,
u know the
depths of the endless oceans were darker than the ark,
and though the fish
were singing, nobody came around
to console the coastal choirboys, nor any
muse was drowned.
the diver said a sermon and the seamless waves sucked
up, and then was seen the sight of mister davy luck.
with umbrella underhand and a timepiece undershroud,
down, down, down came davy jones
the proud.
with umbrella underhand and a timepiece undershroud, down,
down, down came davy jones the proud.
the diver said a sermon and the seamless waves turned round, but nobody would scorn to see just how
drowning sounds, and down, down, down came davy jones the proud, and down,
down, down came davy jones the proud.
davy jones, davy jones, no man here
could break the stones, neither could the sun in space save us from the
human race. davy jones, davy jones, no man here could break the stones,
neither could the golden one save us from the river’s run
O time’s come to eat the burning sun?
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With forgiveness armed
With selfless love brimming
Be the peacemaker
Let’s get into our own
Forgetting all known,
Think about what you are,
For that you are not far,
What is the motive,
That remains unnotice,
But I don’t need to care,
It’s really going fair,
I feel to leave everything,
And think about something,
That’s my thing,
I would love such anything,
It’s not intresting,
To follow uninteresting,
Follow your mind,
A way gets find.
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Vintage charms
dangling from wrists.
Mixing and matching-
one of a kind with
wrapped around layers.
Worn with style.