Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Monday, December 8, 2014
Friday, October 24, 2014
SOMEDAY
Someday,
I will build a sweet landscape
And ditch my bitter hallucinations.
Everything I’ll create,
Will be far away from this earth.
I will take your hand and
As soon as we'll depart,
As soon as we'll depart,
I will call upon some poems.
Not a dozen, just a couple.
One for you and
Another one again for you,
Obviously.
I will pour a million stars,
In a glass of wine,
Brewed with laughter and musings.
I know you will fear,
Some birds will chase us,
And some will chase us for days.
But, I will drive fast.
Maybe I’ll fly in style,
If you’ll help me grow some wings.
And then I’ll speak some more.
If you'll insist,
I’ll try to sing, to make you laugh.
But, I will turn away my face.
And I’ll be laughing the whole time.
I will turn on the TV,
And we’ll watch movies.
Not too many, just one or two.
Your favorites will be my
favorites,
Obviously.
Suddenly I’ll be silent
And I’ll look into your eyes,
I’ll search for my face
And I will see your face.
I’ll love to get lost in them,
But I won't leave you alone.
I know you’ll be there with me,
I’ll be there too.
You and me, dancing.
Beneath your yawning eyelids,
And behind your playful eyebrows.
Everywhere.
In our dreams and in the daylight reality.
Everywhere.
In our dreams and in the daylight reality.
If you’ll feel cold,
Or you’d wish to see the earth,
We’ll come back to earth.
We’ll travel together,
Touching the wind
And plucking the yogurt clouds.
Maybe we’ll spend a week
Or the whole winter below.
We will wake up from a good sleep,
We will wake up from a good sleep,
The sun will greet us
And it will be our friend again,
Then I’ll craft a boat.
The way you’ll want it to be,
Obviously.
We’ll sail once again.
Back to that landscape,
Or maybe to a new city.
Wherever you’d say,
But far away from this earth,
Someday.
Adarsh can also be found on fossBytes.com
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
THE PROPOSAL
He whispered, “I
love you”
And kept the
phone down,
She danced all
night, wanting to reciprocate,
It’s been two
years, she hasn't heard from him.
Apparently, in
his universe, love was just another word.
Labels:
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i love you,
love,
poem,
poems,
poetry,
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shock,
terribly tiny tales,
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THE EULOGY
Nearby dewy window,
He inked a mellifluous letter and plucked some flowers.
He inked a mellifluous letter and plucked some flowers.
She never came,
But flowers still matched her scarf and
The letter bloomed as her eulogy.
But flowers still matched her scarf and
The letter bloomed as her eulogy.
Labels:
death,
eulogy,
flash fiction,
flowers,
letters,
love,
poem,
poems,
poetry,
terribly tiny tales,
ttt
THE REVENGE
He begged his slayer,
to spare his life,
The white tiger
unheeded his plea,
To avenge the
death of its family,
They hunted to
make a fancy rug!
Sigh, at that spell,
he was the entire human race!
Labels:
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tiger,
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Monday, October 13, 2014
THE MORNING AFTER!
She slept a
doll,
And woke up a
woman
The insipid
reality awaited her,
They said, He would
be her reverence.
The god,
sanctified her,
That morning Blood
adorned her dress.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
MY UNICORN
The needle is vibrating,
My piezometer is sighing.
Percussions.
Whacky and sophisticated.
Painting like a child, working random.
I'm filtering the tears.
My piezometer is sighing.
Percussions.
Whacky and sophisticated.
Painting like a child, working random.
I'm filtering the tears.
It's unseen,
An uncontrolled unicorn playing a sweet parody.
Not revering to the expected,
Expecting the unexpected.
They saw a hooligan,
An uncontrolled unicorn playing a sweet parody.
Not revering to the expected,
Expecting the unexpected.
They saw a hooligan,
Met a geek.
Carving the impasto, the impeccable,
Carving the impasto, the impeccable,
And working closely,
For a one off piece.
But,
What of them, the irresponsive.
I sighed alone,
They laughed in numbers.
Drinking the unfermented,
They,
Wearing the cloudy glasses,
Expected the unexpected.
They saw a sinner,
Met a saint.
Holding the grail,
And playing the gramophone,
My God on vacation ,
The end was near, it was December.
It was a false dawn,
Fallout.
Experiencing the quantum leap,
Digging the roots to infinite.
I reached the same, unfurnished room.
Her escaping shadows and scent,
Erasing me, were all around.
She was used as a bet,
And the Unicorn was caught,
He gave up.
And he said again,
"I deserve more."
For a one off piece.
But,
What of them, the irresponsive.
I sighed alone,
They laughed in numbers.
Drinking the unfermented,
They,
Wearing the cloudy glasses,
Expected the unexpected.
They saw a sinner,
Met a saint.
Holding the grail,
And playing the gramophone,
My God on vacation ,
The end was near, it was December.
It was a false dawn,
Fallout.
Experiencing the quantum leap,
Digging the roots to infinite.
I reached the same, unfurnished room.
Her escaping shadows and scent,
Erasing me, were all around.
She was used as a bet,
And the Unicorn was caught,
He gave up.
And he said again,
"I deserve more."
Adarsh can also be found on fossBytes.com
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