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fearfulpoet Sep 2020
wrestling with angels (Le Ragoût)

slept three hours max, my brain is a stew, le ragoût,
***-au-feu, a *** on fire, my dopamine is dope,
and seeing ladders, escalators going up and down,
angels all want to try wrestling with a protected poet
beating this poet a  internet-fast way to super-fame!

one who dares to tell the Boss to f
k off, who takes
none of the Did-Deity’s lip, mock imitates His deep pomp and
circumstance voice, gets away with poetic saucy disregard,
cause poet worked his way into a corner of His affections

all just because the poet keeps telling Him to stop
this tortuous interference in human affairs, to lay off
the string pulling in lives for His amusement and
satisfying a reality TV craving, why can’t He change,
the channel to Lifetime^ and get tears vicariously,like
an ordinary minor deity, nah, not Him, he loves His
wrestling so even though, everybody knows that

**wrestling

is so fake.
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South City Lady Sep 2020
A student stayed online today
  to ask an earnest question:

               "Will this pandemic have a lasting
                 impact upon society, or will it, too,
                 be forgotten like the Spanish Flu?"

I hadn't thought of a reply just then;
instead, I stared through the screen
and spoke from my heart.

"I think everyone in school right now
will be fundamentally shaped
by this magnanimous event;
in prior generations, it was world wars
and Vietnam, for me it was 9/11,
but this year's tragedy will become
a fixture in your collective memory."

"My hope is that your generation
will rekindle society's compassion
and generosity,
that you will grow
from these months
of social isolation
to listen more closely,
engage in meaningful conversations
honor older generations,
your schools,
and the value
of a hard day's work."

                            "You mean to be a more kind,      
                             respectful, and responsible  
                             generation," he said smiling.

"Yes, and to show those
older and younger
what it means to be enriched
by hardship,
wise through self reflection,
humbled by uncertainties
and unknowns."
This week we read Poe's story "The Masque of the Red Death" and articles about the Black Plague and Spanish Flu to understand the role of pandemics in history and literature. I would count today as one of the most eye opening and important class discussions I have had since I first started teaching over 20 years ago.
Ayoola olajumoke Sep 2020
Forgiveness is letting go of the past,
And it doesn't mean we can forget the memory of the past,
Forgiveness is divine,
And it helps us to align.

But when we fall as a result of our iniquity,
It draws us back into captivity,
It inflicted us to severe pain and suffering,
And we'll experience agony for our shortcomings.

Pride has dominated our land,
Forgiveness should be part of our plan,
We should cut down every root of bitterness,
And let's work in love and togetherness.
Forgiveness is divine
Kaumal Borah Aug 2020
The tears
Rolled
Down her cheeks
Touching
every bit of it
slowly
Reached her lips
And was about to
Fall
Down
Just then
She
Wiped away
the
Little
Drops
Of pain, burden and guilt
And rosed
Out as
A strong human
Believing
Tears cannot
Break her
All it can do is
Make  her a
Strong human.
Crying helps us what nothing cannot sometimes
Doesn’t mean your blessed
Because you done
Something good for yourself
God haven’t forgotten
What you have done
Like I said in the past
Like will give you a
Tasty of life.
Just right you want to be.
But that’s all
Sanek Jul 2020
Sometimes I don’t know what to say
When I put my thoughts into writing
But what I do know here today
Is that I want to write down something

It’s time to let myself go
It is time for me to see
No matter going fast or slow
As long as thoughts roam free

Starting is always the hardest part
When it comes to writing poetry
But as long as it comes from the heart
Then that’s good enough for me

Bad and good, big and small
My poems come in many kinds
“Skill” doesn’t matter, if at all
What matters is that they’re mine
Sometimes I just need to remind myself that I write because I want to write
Aparna Jul 2020
Take me to the sunflower fields
With you;to that chaotic little town
at the edge of the sea
With you,to the flavescent moores for a stroll
To that ancient shrine with idols abound
Take me,to the windy seas on a sailship
To that kawaii Japanese cafè round the turn
Take me to the vintage cities and cobblestone streets
To that souvenir shop for a statuesque keepsake
With you to the mausoleum,so austere
Wreathed in silver mist
To the lovely riverside as night falls
Take me... With you
To the top of the green roof of your house
With watermelon popsicles and ice

With you,
       For a kaleidoscopic journey.
©
Painting dreams on imaginary wings of love,hoping,fervently that they take flight into the future of reality,like a nubivagant bird alate
Feels like I wrote this for someone far,far away...
🌻
Tanushree Verma Jul 2020
I can see your want to wrap yourself in me,
I can feel the amaze radiating from your body;
The tingle you feel when my waves touch the tip of your toes,
How you mesmerize your soul with the beauty I behold
But that's just the brighter side to this green-blue field that I am.
Beneath the blanket of foamy waters are dangers;
The ones you should beware of while walking on my banks.
While the birds elatedly chirp overhead me,
I smile to ingest the humanity within me.
For the love of creation, beings add to my aggravation.
I hold under my claws your tempting childhood,
And beside me is the muddy patch of your adulthood.
I may look euphoric at a glance
Yet you need to rethink before stepping in my trance.
Sit on the bank and by my waves be cajoled,
Once you let me swallow you, there's a lot that will unfold.
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