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vijaykumargupta → Once he said

vijaykumargupta 07.02.2010 09:10 2 ↑ 12.12 ↓

 

Once he said

Ice is melting now.

Critics of yesterday

Have become my sympathizers today.

Lack of success in life,

My style of working

And some times my habits like

smoking was on their agenda for criticism.

Now they have become like a rock behind me.

They want to save me from death when

They come to know about my illness of cancer.

They are astonished and

are in grief & sorrows.

They know the value of a father.

Because they are loving me?

They are trying to save me

With their full vigour.

(Once com- Jagmer Singh told me)

 
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tattgirl → Metamorphosis of a roach

tattgirl 07.02.2010 05:18 10 ↑ 12.75 ↓

 

 

In his bed as he slept

he began to change

he could not feel it

but something was 

growing inside

something soft and sweet

something extraordinarily

complete

off fell the shell and out

crawled a man

beautifully carved

for the love of

a woman.

 

sorry, reading Kafka and got carried away.  

     
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    tjmjr → Heavy Rain

    tjmjr 06.02.2010 17:10 6 ↑ 12.13 ↓

     

    For some of us 

    Changes in the weather

    Have more significant impact

    On our lives than others

     

    If we work outdoors

    If we are fishermen

    If we sleep under a bridge

    We take serious note of a coming storm

     

    We may have to change

    The gear we wear

    To work through the heavy rain

    After work many of us can dry out

     

    To get to work indoors

    Umbrellas go up

    Raincoats go on

    To make the dash to the office

     

    For others the rain is heavier than that

    Garbage bags serve as ponchos

    Plastic bags cover shopping carts

    Holding all they have

     

    When the wind comes up

    Pushing the heavy rain

    The homesless are

    Pushed around

     

    From the flooding under the bridge

    They seek shelter under sidewalk awnings

    No shops want them in

    Restrooms are for "CUSTOMERS ONLY"

     

    They have to keep moving

    Trying to get warm

    Waiting for the library to open

    I ask why is there no other shelter

     

    Why is there not a public place

    Where they can clean up

    Dry out and get warm

    After a cold damp night out

     

    I see more homeless about

    During a heavy rain

    The only job they have to go to

    Is foraging like birds

     

    And I am guilty

    Of not even throwing crumbs

    At them

    Where I know they gather

       
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      Maisie → QUICKSILVER

      Maisie 06.02.2010 09:18 5 ↑ 25.14 ↓

       

       

      Increase 

      The moon cast its luminescent shadow
      As she sailed across the knot garden
      It was the lunar twilight
      That held and caressed her metallic form.

       Cool and clear as quicksilver were its qualities
      Sharp now was her mind
      And in excellent perspective
      Could she now behold her life.
      5th February 2010

       
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      oskar → Remember Haiti

      oskar 05.02.2010 11:18 3 ↑ 12.54 ↓

       

      Remember Haiti

       

       

      Now as the azure water off Haiti has cleared, after

      the earth quake, there are many sharks in the water

      preying on the most defenseless…the  children.

       

      Trafficking, for grooming, or selling them for adoption,

      to white middle class families who have no children

      and naively think a child will forever be an infant.

       

      Some traffickers, have been stopped, claim virtue, to

      give children a better home, away their impoverished 

      relatives, who are mostly dark worshipers of voodoo.

       

      They have been arrested and sit in cells that echoes of

      Papa doc’s tortured victims they will sit there telling of

      their innocence till it suits USA to send them home.

       

      Do not avert your eyes think this is a trick of the light,

      the sea is still brilliantly blue; but there are many sharks,

      called pedophiles, lurking in the turquoise waters.  

         
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