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 May 2014
Riley Lavender
Happy today
and
I know
I should be grateful
but
it's hard to be
when I know
that the
d a r k n e s s
is lurking
just around the corner
 May 2014
Lily Gabrielle
this love is a forrest
you hold the axe

and the gun

and the bag full of leaves you stole
from my branches.
 May 2014
Jayanta
Let’s come
And have a fun
With numbers
To strengthen your balance sheet!

Let’s count.......
‘How many Kilogram of Oxygen you inhale per day?’
‘How many litres of water and energy required
for the food you consume per day?
How much ..................? .......................

Let’s calculate....
“Multiply the already estimated amount
By the total days you already spend on this planet.”
How much .........? ..............................  

Let’s assess the cost..........
“Multiply the amount of Oxygen, Water and Energy
with their respective present market price.”
How much.........? ..............................  

Let’s incorporate everything in your balance sheet,
Repay it to nature and
get the tax clearance from the Planet .......
 May 2014
SG Holter
I am a giant.

Near blind with seeing too
Much and squinting
When speaking to
People.

Clear the flowers from the window
And light candles for me.
Light me a thousand.  
So I may find my way home,
And we finally fall into
Each other.
Then light me another.

Use clear words.
Speak my language; I'm tired from
Bending my knees to
Hear. Show me that you'll listen,
Show me that you care
Enough to really
Listen.

I am bigger than you.  
I'll keep you safe
Until forever.  

As long as you dance with me;
Work with me; play with me.  
I'm clumsy and slow, might
Break everything
Except your
Heart.  

Light me a comet of candles,
An army of angels
To show that you
Want me there.

Light them all.
I have nights
To maneuver
Through.
 May 2014
Jayanta
Childhood** – a splendid mirror with delight
Adolescent- a turn-off in the way for experimentation  
Youth – an unsettled spout with wave for new
Middle age – thrash about to balance and maintained
Old age - dissipate between old and new with game of recall!
In the memories of interaction with Chakrovorty Sir of Arikuchi, Hajo ,Kamrup, Assam,India in 2012
 May 2014
Heliza Rose
Any meal could be your last..
So chew slowly
 May 2014
Amitav Radiance
Sometimes a good speech is drowned under a thunderous applause*~ Amitav
 May 2014
Amitav Radiance
The morning sun rays bathing the soul
Waking it up from the dreaming consciousness
Eyes soaking in the awakened beauty
Taking off the cover of night, to reveal a new day
Sun rays swathing over the valley
A watercolor painting over the Earth’s canvas
Vivid colors are splashed to create a spectacle to behold
A wave of warm embrace caresses us
As we get ready to rise up to the occasion
To usher a new day and new dreams in our heart




© Amitav (Radiance)
 May 2014
Poetic T
Imagination as the mind
explodes, creation from the
hand spills from the mind.

Random images flood the surrounding
walls like a gun shot to the mouth the
thoughts splash over the walls.

Dripping through the fingers creations
drawn written an expression as a mind
on overload.
 May 2014
Jayanta
When they move towards
Wind impels over the
Bamboo groves and
A thunderous sound spread over
Everyone scare........
They come to take share of harvest,
They are branded as Tughami  !
**Every one disquiet and pray to almighty!
*Tughami*– a *Sema Naga* word means spirit of nature. *Sema Naga* is tribes inhabited mainly in Nagaland of India. Among this group there is believe that after the harvesting when wind started (it is usually common in North Eastern Part of India from second half of February to First Part of April) blow (as because most of their homestead area is border with crop field are bordered Bamboo groves) people heed a sound over Bamboo Groves, they believes that  *Tughami* come to take share of harvest, because only because of mercy of Tughami they can able get good harvest. So, they respect it, put some crop near to Bamboo groves (which support the wild life) and pray to god at that time. Practice was shared by the villagers of *Pherema* of Nagaland in last January, when I visited the place.
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