Next door cat!
I would like to write something
about my next door talking-eyes widow's Siamese cat
But the mouse of my computer cries;
'O no Sir! I won't be here anymore
and probably your beloved too? '
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Is this an omen of a senile wind?
My beloved became an infant
And crying in the cot.
I was the cruel day care teacher
Who changes her diaper.
And the next door widow strums her monotonous harp
Marco's yelp woke me up.
*She grumbles in the morning why I called the widow's name several times.
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The next door neighbour
Moved to another state for good.
And I hear my beloved whispers
'O the new comer She too a Widow it seems? '
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Two poems in one letter
[The single child next door talking eyes widow who reads her anonymous letter to my beloved wife.]
I am an icicle,
So far better in the refrigerator
But when my Master
Takes me to his tumbler
Oh! I'll be again water!
I grabbed the mighty wind
But when I woke up
It's my dreamy painful pillow!
[Never keep any regrets in this short life and snatching a small bucket of water from the vast Ocean, won't be a sin! - Lalith my brother and best friend.]
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Fountain pen & ink; Poor writer's cramp?
'Pour me more ink
If you want to write
your epitaph?
The tears are not durable
And it fades away
from the tomb.'
Writer cries
and a bookworm creeps
on the manuscript?
[Joseph Stalin who feared Leon Trotsky's pen more than he feared the Hitler's Army and that's why he used a paid agent to assasinate him with an ice dagger? ]
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Though I am your isolated brook?
I never dream of my faraway rich relatives
Especially long Rivers and deep Oceans.
How could I betray my minnow friends
and abandon the wild flowers
O that orphan girl with the ragged doll
Beautiful widow who cries along the bank
and the lunatic who writes poetry?
I expect rain all the time to remain here
Though I am your isolated brook?
[Superstition, idolatry, and hypocrisy have ample wages, but truth goes begging.]-Luther
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Who Plucked This Man-Bird's Discoloured Feathers?
Salivate & cries!
Tetanus,
Hysterics,
hotchpotch & this hopeless bird
caged on the top?
Pejudical to see the faraway Horizon
and no tower of strength?
to my poet friend Pranab!
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Hey! How tactful your singsong Detective?
Hey! How tactful your singsong Detective?
When you hum a love song at home
Look around and be careful,
If it's a new song,
Your beloved must be so inquisitive?
and she may sniffs any rare fragrance
comes out from your body.
She search your whereabouts
Peeps into your well creased trouser pockets
and your day to day activities.
Any changes in your lifestyle
and in your sound sleep
She tries to explore your sweet dreams.
Not only that she jumps to your rickety rib cage
and counts your fast heart beat too?
to my beloved in gratitude!
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Needlewoman
I see the fading light of my neighboring Seamstress's room.
The poor widow does embroidery of the mysterious life pattern.
I too have some darn work of my patchy clothes
And I want to borrow a needle and a thread from you.
Is it too late if I knock at your door in the midnight?
And I am sure the evildoers definitely chatter a gossip
When a bachelor meets a widow.
* I dedicate this poem to all the widows of this oblique world.
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Life inquires?
'How is your life? '
'You know better than me.'
I replied.
For the first time
I saw life cries;
And heavy rains from the sky?
A little lull
For the first time
I saw Earth smiles
After a severe drought?
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Twilight at a window
A funeral procession
Only the dead person's Kith & Kin?
No long hearse and they carry the cardboard casket
on their bony shoulders towards the pauper's graveyard!
And he sees through his shattered window
Perhaps the poor man's wife cries behind
And the children not aware of the mysterious death
play on the road?
A radical film maker with his Cinema team
Takes pictures for his documentary film
'Poor man's rich funeral'
And he gives few notes to the widow as a gratitude,
She must have seen for the first time in her life
That tricky big colored notes?
[How could I have come so far
(And always on such dark trails!)
I must have traveled by the light
Shinning from the faces of all those I have loved.]
-Thomas McGrath, American,1916-1990
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Was Comrade Jesus Christ a Palestinian and Mr.Judas Iscariot was a Jew?
Anyway Comrade Jesus fought against the unjust
And Judas betrayed him?
I write this New Nursery Rhyme to poor kindergarten
'Youend-O'
Please Re-name this cruel World
for the Human Welfare?
a humble dedication to United Nations Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon!
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When dreams are faraway!
Yet, I close my eye lids
and pretend that I sleep
Hear the cries of children
Where they're looking for parents,
Planes fly in the sky
and dropp not money
But the poor wait
and see perhaps some gifts.
Moon shines with stars,
and the clouds run
Still I am awake
Though I pretend
That I sleep?
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A black Ant struggles in a pure Honey bottle!
I was scared that she could have drowned
and I tried to rescue her.
I explained that I am not from Pest Control
just a poor writer.
Then she replied; 'Yes I know that since a long time
but leave me alone here, in your words
It's a kind of attachment and not committing suicide?
And it's pure honey not like your poisonous breathing air? '
I was speechless and I write here the incident!
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And I write this on your white tomb with a piece of charcoal
When I see the twilight sky
I think of you and your poem paintings!
When I hear a bird's chirping faraway
on a tree, I count your unsung poems?
Whenever I pass burial grounds
I believe that you're still alive
and write?
But you're gone and it's certain.
Do you remember we made a promise once
That one of us do our Epitaph?
Yes, it's my turn and I write this
on your white tomb with a piece of charcoal
and who writes on mine in your absence?
I dedicate this poem to the celebrated poet Khalil Gibran for his love letters!
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I render my Resume for the Hollywood Theater
Beloved grumbled; 'It's too late and you have to wake up early tomorrow.'
'Yes darling I am doing some amendments to my application.'
' For the Senate? '
'Much better than that, Tarzan requires a talking monkey for the new adventurous movie darling! '
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My Moon
Once you talked
from your sleepy eyes
Then smiled from your
cold heart?
And suddenly waved
like in semaphore.
If you have decided to say
Good bye so soon
Then why did you
invite this nameless
little star to your
dreamy sky
My Moon?
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Why all these taboos for the fatal dance?
[A poor farmer, Ethan Frome lives his days throwing his powerful body into trying to draw a living from the frozen ground of his land as well as tending to his dour, sickly wife.When his wife's cousin Mattie comes to help, Ethan eventually finds himself in love with the sweet young woman who shyly tends to her chores about the cold wooden house.]-Quoted from Edith Wharton's celebrtated novel, 'Ethan Frome'.
To that beautiful Widow next door
who winks and sneezes
in his wintry faded dreams
Jingle with sleigh-bells!
He would like to dance
on slippery floors
Because he doesn't know the art of right steps
As Santa Claus?
humbly to the poetess Sridevi!
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A Very Sad Movie At A Dark Horizon?
I have not been to a movie theater
and it's really boring this life here? '
My beloved grumbles.
I pacified her;
'See this news darling
What a sad happening?
A gunman killed twelve at a theater in Aurora Mall, Colorado
and fifty nine wounded, and it's safe watching the movies
at home?
That's why I try everyday a scratch lottery
If it works properly, definitely
My first preference is buying a T.V. and a CD player
for you! '
*My deepest sympathies to all the victims and their families.
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I am fighting with the Viral Flu
Luckily my beloved suffered a little and escaped.
But I am still fighting.
I was surprised how this microscopic bacteria or invisible virus
Turns a giant a weakling?
Oh! My each and every rib aches
Shrinking lungs made a wheeze
It's really an elegy
Eyes dried and runny nose
I am a defeated boxer.
My beloved sits at my sick bed day and night
And she makes nourishing food to bring me back to the ring.
I said; 'Don't worry, I won't die soon as I have to get more marks to qualify.'
She cries and I wipe her tears.
My kind Boss sends a message.
'Hey! Johnny you have to take a rest at least three to four days
And don't expect the salary please,
If you come early then others would be affected.'
May God bless him and long live his Kingdom!
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An application to the Whitehouse!
Sir! ,
Being given to understand that there are some openings arises in your honoured environment!
For the elders?
Herewith I submit my humble application for the same for your kind perusal.
I am Nimal and my beloved is Manel.
I am just passing at 61
and she's 58.
She cooks any type of food
and holding a Diploma for Cookery!
I am good for nothing
Just an old Pen-pusher?
But I love pets and specially dogs!
If you offer me the job to look after them
I 'll do it to the best of my knowledge Sir!
And I would like you to mention that our 40th wedding anniversary is getting closer and by the grace of God if selected us for this rare opportunity
We could have arrange our humble party there if permits?
I was a Seafarer for 15 years and a good painter too!
By the way I could have done some patchwork if possible?
Thanking you Sir in anticipation of a kind and a favorable reply,
With best regards,
Yours most obediently,
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In the event of my being selected to your honoured Establishment, I assure you of my loyalty, hardworking, dependability and dedication to services in the manner that would uphold the good name of your reputed Humanity Sir!
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