ROBERT

Ricocheted intensity of such voice
Over thy ears, it seems like a noise.
Bewildered by the owner of such,
Engulfed by his stories that much.
Rumblings of facts he knew,
Telling to you those which are new. Continue reading

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Beneath

In poetry
lies
our darkest moments

The Poet And a Reader

Sometimes poets wrote
not be be understood

sometime poets wrote
to be understood

sometimes poets wrote
because it was their role Continue reading

S’es

Sleep wouldn’t come
Summoned from different entity
Still nowhere to be found

Something did turn up
Some words uncalled from nonentity
Singing to my hands Continue reading

Isn’t a Dark World After All

Been reading poetry
Written by bleeding hearts

Been seeking for happy thoughts
Between each lines tossed

Pure grief –all that I found
What a distressing world lies within us

Kill some time and watch the night sky
The radiance brought by million of stars Continue reading

A Percent Of You

MY HEART…
So delicate
My heart is made of..

It’s made of 10% emptiness…
an entity of nothing
10% full of blankness

And . . . 1% of you.
Yes, if you may ask..
Only a percent of you. Continue reading

The -ERs Around US

ALL AROUND us are
–silent watchers
–scene makers Continue reading