Pranav - Hello Poetry

A valuable life lesson To all unenlightened seventh grade boys: Being sons of the male gender, First find a good sculptor near you And a rock large enough to be your head. Because that’s what it should be Chiseled out of stone. Waterproof. Because crying Is only for pretty girls, saggy old ladies And dogs with eye allergies. And somehow, If a stream trickles through the rocky outcrop, And dares to dampen your sands, Lick it with your tongue Before it dribbles down your chin. I watched my PE teacher After I fell down and bruised, My heart swelling into my throat Like a bloated pink balloon, Ruby red irises cracking under pressure, Finally oozing like ripe mangoes. Each drop paid by a slap. Barely audible, I coughed, ‘why?’ ‘Because’, he spat through clenched teeth ’Boys don’t cry!’

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Mar 27, 2021

Mar 27, 2021 at 6:05 AM UTC

Rockheaded

A valuable life lesson To all unenlightened seventh grade boys: Being sons of the male gender, First find a good sculptor near you And a rock large enough to be your head. Because that’s what it should be Chiseled out of stone. Waterproof. Because crying Is only for pretty girls, saggy old ladies And dogs with eye allergies. And somehow, If a stream trickles through the rocky outcrop, And dares to dampen your sands, Lick it with your tongue Before it dribbles down your chin. I watched my PE teacher After I fell down and bruised, My heart swelling into my throat Like a bloated pink balloon, Ruby red irises cracking under pressure, Finally oozing like ripe mangoes. Each drop paid by a slap. Barely audible, I coughed, ‘why?’ ‘Because’, he spat through clenched teeth ’Boys don’t cry!’

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Turritopsis dohrnii: A species of jellyfish that can revert back To a sexually immature state when its injured or dying, making it biologically immortal. A jellyfish, Nothing but thickened water Some genetic material Polythene bags and paper glue, Is granted immortality. We, humans The heirs of a billion evolutions, A million grains of life, Crumble like sand castles Scatter like sawdust. The universe taunts, Laugh until your shadow swallows you Your every breath was a thousand last breaths, Puny mortal. **

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Jan 12, 2021

Jan 12, 2021 at 5:43 AM UTC

Jellyfishes and Sandcastles

Turritopsis dohrnii: A species of jellyfish that can revert back To a sexually immature state when its injured or dying, making it biologically immortal. A jellyfish, Nothing but thickened water Some genetic material Polythene bags and paper glue, Is granted immortality. We, humans The heirs of a billion evolutions, A million grains of life, Crumble like sand castles Scatter like sawdust. The universe taunts, Laugh until your shadow swallows you Your every breath was a thousand last breaths, Puny mortal. **

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You were special from the start. I felt your hands when I met you. I felt not just skin, but something different. Something very soft, almost pillowy. They were feathers. You were born with wings. You soared in skies no human could ever reach You heard secrets the wind told no one else. But when the jealous world mocked you You hid under the bed. And when you could bear no longer You cut off your wings And tossed them away. You could have Just flown away Leaving the Undeserving world To itself.

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Jan 4, 2021

Jan 4, 2021 at 6:02 AM UTC

Dear Angel

You were special from the start. I felt your hands when I met you. I felt not just skin, but something different. Something very soft, almost pillowy. They were feathers. You were born with wings. You soared in skies no human could ever reach You heard secrets the wind told no one else. But when the jealous world mocked you You hid under the bed. And when you could bear no longer You cut off your wings And tossed them away. You could have Just flown away Leaving the Undeserving world To itself.

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That night, he said, That night under tears and rain, You raised a man from his shadows You taught me how to be myself again. You tore your soul, he said, You let some seep into me Warm summer wafting Through Frostbitten lips. Don’t you turn, he said, Let your eyes flow into mine My sweat dances spirals Wherever your fingers touched. Never ask me again, he said, Never ask what came before you, For all I knew was darkness, darkness Laced with rain and tears.

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Dec 27, 2020

Dec 27, 2020 at 11:08 AM UTC

Of tears, rain and souls

That night, he said, That night under tears and rain, You raised a man from his shadows You taught me how to be myself again. You tore your soul, he said, You let some seep into me Warm summer wafting Through Frostbitten lips. Don’t you turn, he said, Let your eyes flow into mine My sweat dances spirals Wherever your fingers touched. Never ask me again, he said, Never ask what came before you, For all I knew was darkness, darkness Laced with rain and tears.

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