A tall money tree at the edge of the World kiss the pale blue sky? Along the serpentine road

You drive your
Tumbledown car
Barriers a lot!
Poor brakes are not applicable.
Drunken Cops check your tattered driving license
Insurance & etc.,
Beyond the barbed-wire fences
Handsome gangway robbers
Sniff your wallets
Then you recite the prophet's chant?
But you're almost tired
and got down at goodbyes
peaceful grounds?


for the poetess Magnolia in gratitude!

[In the life's unscrupulous factory, cruel machines crush your bones, reproductive testicles to sensitive brain, enzyme spleen to sad heart and the helpless souls believe that their fragrant ashes float in the unseen Heaven? ]-nimal

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A Tall Money Tree At The Edge Of The World Kiss The Pale Blue Sky?

You drive your
Tumbledown car
Barriers a lot!
Poor brakes are not applicable.
Drunken Cops check your tattered driving license
Insurance & etc.,
Beyond the barbed-wire fences
Handsome gangway robbers
Sniff your wallets
Then you recite the prophet's chant?
But you're almost tired
and got down at goodbyes
peaceful grounds?

for the poetess Magnolia in gratitude!

[In the life's unscrupulous factory, cruel machines crush your bones, reproductive testicles to sensitive brain, enzyme spleen to sad heart and the helpless souls believe that their fragrant ashes float in the unseen Heaven? ]-nimal

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If there's a country without a boasting Government?

Lovely,
As we all are friends!
And no politicians and henchmen?
Elephants, Lions, Tigers and Snakes
Chimpanzees, Insects and Human beings etc.,
All live in the safe jungle as one family?
And vegetarians all eat only grass!
No restrictions, Embargoes, currencies and taboos
Religion is strictly prohibited
So no more cruel Wars?
No barriers, barbed-wire fences and law enforcement?
No unnecessary taxes and prostitution
As all are in nude?
In this strange country
People never dies?

for shakespeares waste bin in gratitude!

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If there's a bourgeoisie country without a boasting Government?

Lovely,
As we all are friends!
And no politicians and henchmen?
Elephants, Lions, Tigers and Snakes
Chimpanzees, Insects and Human beings etc.,
All live in the safe jungle as one family?
And vegetarians all eat only grass!
No restrictions, Embargoes, currencies and taboos
Religion is strictly prohibited
So no more cruel Wars?
No barriers, barbed-wire fences and law enforcement?
No unnecessary taxes and prostitution
As all are in nude?
In this strange country
People never dies?

for shakespeares waste bin & Karl Marx in gratitude!

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Still there's a little room in my heart forYou!

I hear an innermost sad psalm from a faraway weeping heart of a Sakura flower!

You sent us the unsolicited Tsunami
And the mighty Earth Quake!
But you never trained us
How to survive from the cruel endearment!
Anyway we're the poor souls
Still burn the fragrant incense
And melting candles on our depose heart altar
From the last Yen remains in our survived wallets!
But where are you in our hardest Catastrophe!

*One man with courage is a majority.
-Andrew Jackson

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The road named Blunder

Who knows if the brake is applicable or not along this greasy zigzag road where he drives his tumbledown car?
The color blind pedestrians carry heavy bundles of hopes and they cross here and there without an aim.
The poor driver too doesn't know his destination well
But he has a fair knowledge from where the bright Sun rises and sets mysteriously?

* This poem is dedicated with love and gratitude: to my beloved wife, daughters and their loving partners too.

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Paradise Apothecary

Dear Patients,
You have the right to know about the proper use of medication and its effects.If you need more information please ask.
-The Pharmacist

'Yes Sir, I have a question
Do you have the right to ask
The health Insurance
When poor people were in suffocation? '

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*Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.
Charles Dickens

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In good days and bad days!

While resting in the prison of life
You strum your sensitive heart strings
That play the tune of innocence!
And you light a half burnt candle
on the altar, place a tiny fragrant flower
Kneel and pray, request benefits
A solace for the wound
That never heals?
In good times and bad times
You sing that short song
For a long life?

[Choose a job you love, and you'll never have to work a day in your life.]
-Confucius

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Your Facial Expression Still A Puzzle For Me?

the green grass with dew
resembles my poor mom's smile
and still it's a dilemma
mom cries or smiles?

for the poetess Sara Fielder in gratitude!

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My Dream Car without a Number Plate

My brakes won't applicable to these mockery roads
As it's too old they say.
I keep my both hands on the steering wheel
But it goes to its own consent.
I am scared if it stops on a hill side
As my poor torn wallet doesn't contains
Those tricky notes to refuel.

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Sanction!

My tiny twitter bird
beside my heart
Sang little while ago?
This poor bird lover's cage is open
and never it closes.
I could accept you wholehearted
with a solid promise,
not flying to another cage
with a singsong?

for Stella the poetess!

[To err is human, to forgive divine.]-Alexander Pope

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Her venue; The veranda

She promised him to recite the one line poem since a long time
At last she said; 'I love you.'
But he said; ' Sorry, I have already engaged with your widowed sister.'
The poor poetess swallowed the bitter pill under the roofed terrace.

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Barbed Wire Fences

Barbed wire fences
And chains around the heart
In the grind
Of the circle called life
On and on we go
Around a meaningless show
Where does thou stop
One does not know
Yet we slave on
To be free
Yet what defines freedom
And what is this bond
Or bondages unbound
Freedom is not
Or is Freedom a knot
Tied to barbed wire fences
Where we live in the luxury of nothing
And call it freedom profound
We are but fools
With existences defined
Around are the barbed wire fences
And the joys of it abound.

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A Coral flower dwells at the Zenith

I am a poor fisherman
And the eyes of my net are too big
Even a Whale could easily jumps
And my tumbledown boat isn't seaworthy
Just rests on the polluted beach.
It's totally an off season for fishing
And the rough waves are surfing.
I lit the half burned candle
in my shaky hut.
And I pray the cruel wind
Give me a sound sleep.
The fishmongers are jealous of you
Being a beautiful Virgin
And they gossip a lot in the marketplace.
A friend of mine who mends the nets
And the friendly Sea Gulls too
Told me that you're pink of color.
I call you Pinky!
Though it's a risky journey
If you could drift with the waves
Towards my neglected solitary Harbor
I can wait in standing my whole life for you
Like a lonesome Lighthouse!

*To my Life-school Art Teacher, the poetess Sandra Fowler in gratitude!

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Citizen of Earth

His loose-leaf travel document
All the relevant pages
Smudged with his tears?
And the cataract eyed sentry questioned;
'What's your name? '
'Man'
'Surname?
'Human'
'Religion? '
'Humanity'
'This seems to be a forged passport
And you can go back to your place
Where you have come from.'
Poor Man mutters;
'My poor Mom already buried
And the jolly good father escaped
from earthly burdens,
No next of Kin or a faithful relative
Why all these barriers,
Rusty barbed wires and bacterial tetanus?
I am a citizen of Earth
And he whispers his favorite song of S.D.Burman's
Sentry listens the strange dialect;
'Ahi kuro hai
Safuno hoghi theri
Aradhana................................ ....'

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Trembling leaves of the money tree

Poor souls pray beneath the tree,
If a strong wind comes
Leaves would be scattered
And they can pick into their bags.
Yes, the storm came but leaves are still there
And the poor souls blown away!

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I have no any restrictions for my bird Sanctuary!

I keep you a small plate full of different seeds
Battered with peanut butter
and a bowl of crystal clear water
at the rickety fenced of my backyard
for my migrant bird friends!
And I have a humble request
If possible could you please recite me a poem
from your native countries.
I too read you my poems in between.
And I am waiting anxiously
Please do not let down me
This poor old bird lover?

[You can't light a candle to show others the way,
without feeling the warmth of that bright little ray:
and you can't give a rose all fragrant with dew,
without some of its sweetness remaining with you.]-Unknown

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The Perfume Factory

The poor sooty chimney cleaner who shouts from a top;
' Oh! These trampled flowers cry irksomely
But the inhuman machines never stop the rotation
And crush the soft petals vigorously.
My vigilance is in vain as I am totally helpless
And the proprietor is useless.'

To my poet friend Duncan.Wyllie

* [ Where it goes the human fragrance? ]

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The dark memories of our fading childhood

When rich boys get down
from their parent's luxury cars
My courageous Mom takes us
to school in a public bus.
Remember once she said humbly;
'Do not worry my dear sons
study well and one day
I can see you all take me a round trip
in your cars with the fiancees.'
Yes dear Mom!
I have my tumbledown car
and whenever I go out
with my beloved wife
I check in the mirror
and I see you're sitting behind
with a smile, and I look back
It's only an illusion
and you're not seen
We two only in the car
at the jouney's end?

[My mother had a slender, small body, but a large heart-a heart so large that everybody's griefs and everybody's joys found welcome in it, and hospitable accomodation.]-Samuel Clemens


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Restrictions for migratory birds

I hear they make barbed wire fences and invisible meshes
Over the tourist Liberty islands sky.
Because they spend millions for cleaning bird droppings.
Not only that,
They are scared of bird songs too
As their politicians cannot sing as same as birds.

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The Boardinghouse Mistress's maudlin song!

I was so jealous
When she smiled
with the young medical student
who rents my next room.
And by mistake
I tasted his morning coffee cup
O it's very sweeter than my
bitter usual coffee mug.
Day by day
I check my progress
in the mirror
But it's unavoidable
The old ageing?

humbly to the poetess Sarafielder!

[Bristling over the way
my moustache droops,
So like the man's
I now hate! ]-'Romaji diary', by Ishikawa Takuboku

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