Hey! Handsome waiter you resemble my younger deceased brother
Please do not call me Sir!
As the honourable Queen
has not granted me that pseudonym yet?
You're one of my brothers and you want to know
What I am going to order today?
When our skinny Mom feeds us
Do we inquire whether it's skim,
Whole or cream?
She gave us her nourishing breast milk
without a measuring cup?
To fight with these mesmerized souls
who wear saintly robes and hiding their devilish surnames!
Brother! Not to keep any regrets for this small coin
As it's not a tip but a keepsake!
And the Election is Tomorrow
Isn't it?
Mom always mutters; 'Without any hesitation
go straight and vote to someone
who could smile from his heart?
Anyway I'll be here tomorrow
with a different order,
A smiley Bullseye with toasted gingerbread
Creamcheese on the side of the plate
and a mug of black bitter coffee
that really gives the taste of Life!
*dedication to US Senate candidate Elizabeth Warren who arrived at a rally at the Harvest Cafe in Hudson Friday afternoon.
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Next door is not just a cafe
Lovers they gather here and sit for a long time.
While sipping a beverage they plan of the future sky scrapers.
Like a shadow an unknown man stands outside
And he does a hat collection for a coffee.
Once he was a combat veteran and his jungle uniform gives an impression of his juvenile.
Though he was a brave soldier, yet he cannot send away even the fly that sits and tastes on his coffee cup.
His limbs are out of order anyway I salute you my dear brother soldier
And the war is over.
* A dedication to the Memorial Day!
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Where Is Tomorrow
Written by orbison/dees.
Where is tomorrow? an island of dreams.
Where is tomorrow? flying on golden wings,tomorrow.
Where is tomorrow? the end of time.
Where is tomorrow.youre no longer mine.
Tomorrow, tomorrow.Ill get over you.
Tomorrow,tomorrow.when tomorrow comes,
Then Ill stop loving you,tomorrow.
Where is tomorrow? tomorrow is gone.
Gone losting stardust,hiding from the dawn.
Tomorrow,tomorrow.tomorrow.
I long for tomorrow.Ill be strong tomorrow.
I want cry for you tomorrow.
Where is tomorrow?
Where is tomorrow?
Tomorrow.
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An Evening at the Coffee House nearby Fishery!
Old Mahogany Grandfather clock here
Struck to say it's exactly seven!
Rusty wind peeps through the broken windows
That's really nauseous,
Faraway tossing boats
And in the deep sea Sun dips
without a Life-jacket?
Seagulls rest on the breakwater
And a vibrating song echoes of Louis Armstrong's
'O what a wonderful World and dark sacred nights'
Shrunk golden tea leaves struggle
To give their taste of Paradise
But they're frustrated it seems
As the tiny coffee beans brewed
And mesmerized the strange customers
Providing their bitter taste of oblique life?
On his way home,
A drunken poor sailor
Stopped for a while
And he offers a citation ticket
for his twelve ounce cup of coffee
and a Doughnut?
Midnight!
It's totally dark here
without the unlit Lighthouse?
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Tomorrow
Tomorrow it is
Tomorrow we will
See where the roads they lead
Tomorrow's my dream
Tomorrow's the better me
Tomorrow never may be
Looking inside tomorrow's head
Tomorrow pretends to be brain dead
Tomorrow wants me to long for him
I spend today seeing tomorrow's beam
Tomorrow is there
Yesterday's tomorrow is here
Yet tomorrow I seek
My lamp's got enough oil and wick
Tomorrow where are you?
I've seen today but I look out for tomorrow's dew
Not today, I'll take care of that tomorrow
Tomorrow I'm here, tomorrow you're today
From 5years old, I'm 50years old one more day
The hour-glass spins and sands they turn
The clock it ticks, the second-hand warns
Tomorrow is today gone
What have you done? .
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unkempt illiterate flowers along the Varsity avenue?
This is an off season
But the tiny flowers
in bloom!
An undergraduate
who desperately drowns
in their smiley tears?
dedication to a dreamflower that never blooms in a real garden!
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Tomorrow
Is there a tomorrow?
When it comes named as today,
Let it be.........tomorrow is another day
And the beggar has to beg for the lost crown for how many tomorrows?
* He lives yesterday, today and tomorrow...................for nothing.
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Cafe Prague.
Cream coloured coffee
And hot buttered toast
August sunshine
A packet of cigarettes
Talks on love and life
Friends and strangers all together
Days of summer
Seated on outside chairs
Tears and laughter
Mixed in the air
Of the perfect day just us and them
Cafe pavements
The world at view
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
Used coffee cups
And ashtrays too
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
Trendy young girls
And the wannabe author
Auster, Adams and Mr. Salinger
Days of dreaming
The perfect film
In view for all to see
Hello, hello
So good to see you
Was it twelve?
Or maybe it was two
I’ll sit and wait
And think of you
Cafe pavements
For me and you
Pairs, Rome and cafe Prague
Dirty spoons and knives
And glasses too
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
Teacups and Earl grey
And ice cream sundaes
Black and white life
In full technicolour
Light my cigarette
And I’ll listen all day
Sunshine days
Storm clouds - away
The table over there
Just a smiling man
For today - all alone
Waiting his time
Cafe pavements
The world today
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
Beautiful Ladies
And business gents
Paris, Rome and Cafe Prague
Student cameras
And picture painting
Hollywood lifestyle
In the common street
Brando, Dean and Al Pacino
Next to you and me
See you later
Maybe tomorrow
Give me a ring
And we’ll make a date
I’ll sit and think
And wait for you
Cafe pavements
For meetings and lunch
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
Perfect tables
And used up chairs
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
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Sad cooing into the deep!
[Who being loved, is poor? ]-Oscar Wilde
Passing midnight
sleep boycotts,
I heard a coo
from a faraway
turtle dove's dark nest!
'On an auspicious day
You took my saintly husband away
Who's never been to a fight?
Still no letter sees
from the killing fields
and how long it takes?
When this brutal war's going to be finished? '
O I believe it's stronger than a bugle's blow
Deeper than the Ocean
And I was awake
till the dawn?
My sleepy thoughts dragged to the bygone days
We're watching the last tram in Lisbon
from the balcony of our rented lodge
And a beggar-maid who sang a lullaby
Under the Railway station's bridge.
Where's my deceased brother Rohan now?
Who's very aggressive with couple of drinks
And he wants to be a soldier, (now I realized brother not to fight with the fellow human beings but the fanatic Warlords?)
Still I remember his deep cry................................!
To my loving brother Rohan! I am so grateful to you for that nourishing soup made from throw away cherry tomatoes in Portugal.
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Tomorrow I’ll Be Stronger
Today I stand and ideate
Of the tomorrow I intend to create
With hopes and dreams, a joyful state
Cos today, I have been asked to wait
Today I work toward a tomorrow
Devoid of sadness and sorrow
Where joy can be found flourishing
And life completely enriching
Today I fight my phobias
My sadness and despair
And look toward a bright future
That tomorrow’s going to share
Today I stand in guilt,
For the mistakes I have committed
But work with all my heart to fix
The priorities I just omitted
Today is still a reality,
That’s staring in my face
Telling me of all the things I miss
Of all the things I chase
Today works on my feelings
My weakest points, exposed
But they’ll still exist tomorrow
Just taken care of and closed
Today might get the better of me,
But that’s a small price pay
Cos tomorrow I’ll be stronger still
And make that better way, stay
So bear with me for today,
In case I stumble or fall
To seem me rise again much stronger,
Wait till tomorrow before you call.
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An Afternoon Poem
it is all coffee without cream
no sugar, you say please, no sugar no cream
it is all about cold bread
nothing electrifying
unlike the softness of the arms of the beloved
it is about the coldness of bread
and the hotness of coffee
less the cream and the sugar
nothing sweet really
you guess it: there is something bitter
not from the water (for why should water be bitter?)
not from the cup (is there such a cup which has a bitter taste?)
guess further: you are wrong.
it is bitter, it is really bitter.
it comes from the heart. Not from the saucer
or the spoon.
it is the heart that is bitter. do not attempt
tasting it.
it can be toxic because it is mine.
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Make Tomorrow
Put on the dress in which you were married
Pull down the veil til your eyes are hid
Can you remember where we both came from
Let us do as we did
Look at tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Put back the photo under your window
Put down the phone that you hold in your hand
Put away these things that stand in between us
Let us be what we can
When it seems
Hopeless
When it seems
Hopeless
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
What better measure of what you were doing here
Then what you can leave behind
All the children of your children's children
Do you ever think what they're going to find
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Where the sacred meet the scared
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Where the dreamer's dream is dared
In each of us
A dream can burn like the sun
Let's try it all one more time
To get this lesson learned
Sitting up in a spaceship
Looking down at the earth
You wonder what they all stuggling for
What's it all really worth
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
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Deprived daughter of a Homeless
Poor ragged Cali looks in the mirror (lid of a can)
That hangs on the cardboard wall
And she mutters; 'If I become Miss World
And when a handsome tycoon brings a gem studded Crown?
I humbly bow him and test whether it fits for my nutty head.'
*Dedication to the Honourable Governor Mr.Jerry Brown for healthy, wealthy and a beautiful California!
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Not today, not tomorrow
I may want to strangle you down
I may want to hit you hard
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may be tempted to break the promise
I could give no damn for all the roses
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may need to bleed out my heart
I may cry out my desperate objection
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could take the short cut way
I could give up the wrong thing
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could blame all mighty god
I could run away and hide
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could be the cold blooded woman
I could be blind for all the reason
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may have to release my anger
I may not have to hold it anymore
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could just walk away
I could leave to you all
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may beat some senses on you
I may challenge your stubborn view
But not today, not also tomorrow
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It's another day with a smile
I saw a homeless on the road in front of a skyscraper
And he was throwing peanuts from his holey pocket to stray pigeons with a toothless smile.
Oh! What a lovely morning?
Seeing a strange person who's penniless but he feeds others without any hesitation.
And he knows the bird-language well it seems.
* A humble dedication to my sick friend Jerry who's very quiet nowadays and may he recovers very soon and back to the site as usual.
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Just Today?
Just today, can I dream a little?
Just today, can we pretend we are in love?
Just today, can I wish a little?
Just today, can my wish come true?
And you write, and you dream
And every time you talk, I wish it was me
But you think, you think for her
And I don't kno her but she is really pretty for sure
And her smile perfect it must be,
You see it once, and more u want to see
And her presence,
Is her presence more fun than mine?
Do u call her your sunshine?
And trust me, I really wish for you
I wish, she will fall in love with you too
Just not today, but starting tomorrow
because tomorrow-
Tomorrow I will stop wishing & dreaming,
Tomorrow I will go back to being myself,
Tomorrow I will take it back, all this pain
Tomorrow we will go back to being strangers again!
But just today,
Can we be more than what we were?
Just today can I be more than her?
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An aged Woman poses in front of a shattered mirror?
The rusty pincers she holds
With shivering fingers
And she plucks her grey hair
Here & there
She noticed in the eye brows too
few appears?
Dark rings below the eyes
And wrinkles on her forehead.
She smiles with the mirror
And mutters; 'No change at all the secret smile
But what happened to my youthful Elasticity? '
She realized for the first time in her life
That mirrors too speak sometimes?
'Madam! I am there with you
even in your fleeing beauty? '
*[God made woman from man's rib-not from his head to top him, nor from his feet to be walked upon, but from his side to be his partner in life, from under his arm to be protected by him, and near his heart to be loved by him.]
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Sometimes
Sometimes in life
It is sweet like honey
Sometimes in life
It is bitter like bile.
Sometimes in life
The drum beats rhytimically
With the dancers steps
Sometimes in life
The musical instruments are discordant
Life is bi-polar.
You may be a castle owner today
It will be another person tomorrow
You are a messiah today
You may be a villian next day
The tossed coin
Lands with either sides
Whatever side of the coin you have
Never despair or over joyous
The pendullum may swing
And the slave will become a landowner
Life is bi-polar.
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Tell It All Brother
Tell it all brother, before we fall
Tell it all brothers and sisters
Tell it all.
How much you're holding back on me
When you say you're giving all?
And in the dungeons of your mind
Who you got chained to the wall?
Tell it all brother, before we fall
Tell it all brothers and sisters
Tell it all.
Did you plant your feet on higher ground
To avoid life's mud and stone?
Did you ever kick a good man
When he was down, just to make yourself feel strong?
Tell it all brother, before we fall
Tell it all brothers and sisters
Tell it all.
Tomorrow just might be too late
Now is the time
To get your jumbled mind straight
And seek a new design.
Did you ever walk for a crippled man
Pretending you were lame?
And what made you think one feeble hand to God
Was gonna make him call your name?
Tell it all brother and sisters
Tell, Tell it all
Tell it all brother, before we fall
Tell it all brothers and sisters, tell
Tell it all brother, before we fall
Tell it all...
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Not Tomorrow
Tell your sister not to come tomorrow,
because she will be in sorrow,
Tell her to come if she is ready for horror.
Tell your sister not to come tomorrow,
because tomorrow the money i promised isn't in my rotate,
Tell her to come if she can tolerate.
Tell your sister not to come tomorrow,
because tomorrow the plan to marry her is not yet set,
Tell her to come if she can continue wait.
Tell your sister not to come tomorrow,
because tomorrow my landlord will make a debts chase,
Tell her to come if she will help me carry bed and briefcase.
Tell your sister not to come tomorrow,
because tomorrow is my day for an affair with her rival,
Tell her to come if she is able to fight for love survival.
Tell your sister not to come tomorrow,
because tomorrow i will be writting a divorce letter to her,
Tell her to come if she can add bitter words in her letter.
Tell your sister not to come tomorrow,
because tomorrow is not a day to come,
Tell her to come if she dont know the day.
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Sonata
Our brother soldier who stands at the sentry?
No sleep at all while the whole world dive in their sugary dreams.
He tastes his bitter coffee from time to time.
My dear brother you taste the life venture.
And some day you realize a better world in your daydreams.
The gun turn up a magical guitar with thousand strings and you strum.
This is the song of Unity.
“We are the brothers and sisters in one family.
And it seems that we are kings and queens without crowns.
We become decent fathers and mothers who cultivate the prosperity?
Then we distribute crops to our precious children happily.
The day seems not so far that our children would grumble and queries
What is the meaning of war Papa?
Then you have to answer clearly “It’s the cowardice of some superior lunatics.”
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