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 Mar 2015 S
Arvind Srinivasan
Senses smothered in filth,
wails in repugnance,
isolated from immoral.
Open to a world where deception and immorality dominates, disgust is inevitable.
 Mar 2015 S
Arvind Srinivasan
Merriment bequeaths mirth,
cheeks shed a glow
coddling the tranquil soul.
Laughter frees your mind from the stressful obstacles of life by bringing a smile on your face.
 Mar 2015 S
Arvind Srinivasan
Mesmerised by mysteries,
marvel those curious
agog to drift off.
The most inquisitive people, have an unquenchable thirst of knowledge, marvelled by the wonders of the world.
 Mar 2015 S
Arvind Srinivasan
Burning beneath a cold heart,
wet flames rise atop
melts the toughest stone.
Even beneath the coldest heart, lies the sympathetic compassionate being, who has incredible powers to heal the foul soul.
 Mar 2015 S
Allen Ginsberg
Now mind is clear
as a cloudless sky.
Time then to make a
home in wilderness.

What have I done but
wander with my eyes
in the trees? So I
will build:  wife,
family, and seek
for neighbors.

                     Or I
perish of lonesomeness
or want of food or
lightning or the bear
(must tame the hart
and wear the bear).

And maybe make an image
of my wandering, a little
image—shrine by the
roadside to signify
to traveler that I live
here in the wilderness
awake and at home.
 Mar 2015 S
Dr Zik
WHERE ARE YOU?
 Mar 2015 S
Dr Zik
You are in my conscious, hope, unconscious, wish, doubt
Your existence unshakable, hidden, obvious
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
Hidden in the core of heart, Owner, Tenant You!
Your Messenger has granted me such a caring light
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
You are with me O’ my Lord! sound speech is You!
Send is You receive is You, dealt and deal is You!
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
A call arose in my heart; go towards the Lord!
A wondrous way started: soul; attracted by You!'
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
You made me conscious of day; it’s prime of life
You are recognizer Lord; sign and soul is You!
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
To my mind there is only You; so seeking You!
How could I lose my Lord? Where? nowhere You?
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
I am feeling felt is You; deal and done is You!
I am fan and fun is You; all and One is You!
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
A translation of my own poem written in Urdu language. The name of book is "RAH TAKTI AANKH (راہ تکتی آنکھ)"
 Mar 2015 S
Charlotte Emma Lewis
If I were to be a day of the week,
I would be a Tuesday

Not a Monday, bright and yellow
Understanding that today “there be dragons here”
and we must be Ready to conquer, ready to claim,
ready to fight

Not Wednesday, Orange and steady
Containing a consistency that reminds us
we can make it, we will make it

And not the vibrant green Thursday  
Full of promise, anticipation
And the hope of what’s to come

But nor am I the explosive Friday
Dark, and passionate, dedicated
To the thrill and fervor of life

Or a Silver Saturday
Slick and slippery with the idea
Of adventure but that holds no guarantees

Yet still I cannot be Sunday
Muted Gold with warm mornings
and laid back afternoons but always
With the lingering remembrance of tomorrow

No, I am Tuesday

I am faded red
I am the waiting day
The looked over bridge of
What’s now, what’s next
Stuck forever in some delicate limbo

I am the stepping stone
The illusive day floating in and out
Behind the scenes, behind the week
I am tuesday
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