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 Sep 2014
Amitav Radiance
The cryptic scripts lay there abandoned
Written by some mystic years ago
For the world was not prepared to decipher
As it did not resonate with the times
 Sep 2014
r
Unbroken
the surface
in morning light

lone hawk
pauses in flight

alight on a pale blue sky.

r ~ 9/13/14
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 Sep 2014
Poetic T
I am but one grain
Falling,
Descending,
Gliding,
Through air, I do fall
I land among many,
I am but a moment in Time,
Now passed & *gone.
Joe Cole Challenge
 Sep 2014
Sjr1000
When the tide comes in
the tide holds back
for
no man
no woman
no child.

It keeps on rising.
You're going to get your feet wet first
your ankles are next
but
it's not stopping there
your legs and thighs
your stomach too
as
panic
starts to set in.

Your will won't stop it
Your prayers won't stop it
Your love won't even slow it down.

Ego disintegrates immediately
but that tide still rolls on in.

Some will try to hold on like
flags in the rising waters
some will swim
others will run
some passively will perish.

This tide, like change, will not recede
and those that survive
are those that ran to higher ground
as the water receded from the land
for they
knew exactly what it was
they were seeing.
"The Times They Are A Changin"
To give their face a facelift
on the lip and around eyes
invented was lipstick
extracted from dyes.


Ah a woman’s lips
have held for countless age
her mind’s secret tips
love, hatred, rage!

Her lips parted pursed
speak the subtlest lines
of a relation gone accursed
or one in glowing shines!

It’s not when lips do part
but when she’s tightlipped
the silence breaks man’s heart
the strongest one gets ripped!

But sure her puckered ones
they invite you to a bliss
sparkle like thousand suns
when land on you as kiss!
The idea came when my wife was buying a lipstick. Cleopatra is assumed to be one of the first women to use this beautifier. She used crushed carmine beetles.
 Sep 2014
The Messiah Complex
Intuitively*, we seek
confirmation, for that
which we already *know
There's a truth to the saying; Birds of a feather, flock together. We surround ourselves with likeminded people, careful not to put wrinkles in our ideologies. Discarding information that doesn't confirm what we hold to be true. They call that "Confirmation Bias"
Show not their thinnest trace
let the words wear a happy face
how harsh may be the day’s living
hide the tears and broken wing!

Write me one sunshine poem
for my day dwindling in burning flame
needs your ink to see me through
by words beaming with lights of you!
 Sep 2014
Jack
Soft as a feather
your kiss comes to me
Here ever after
I long it to be
Tight on my lips
so perfect and pure
Yours is the kiss
I've come to adore

Warm as the springtime
your touch I can feel
Holding me close
I know it is real
Constant like tides
caressing the shore
Yours is the touch
I've come to adore

This side of heaven
your love calls my name
Eternal my dream
igniting the flame
A beautiful light
to shine evermore
Yours is the love
I love to adore
 Sep 2014
Poetic T
Heaven took you
Wings,
Halo,
Clouds,
You sit upon them
Softly looking over the
Silver lining
Staring down upon the ground
You see those left behind,
Family,
Friends,
Loved,
By each, missing you
Now that you have gone,
Still you sense the
Love,
Sorrow,
Loss,
Of your passing,
You were taken to early,
But you blow
Angel kisses below
Love,
Happiness,
Feelings,
That in a better place
You are in peace,
No pain, or harm,
The wind touches each face
And a feeling of love,
From you relaxes
Puts them at ease,
Still missing you now your gone,
But know
Your in a better place,
You look down smile
And in to the heavens do you soar.
Inspired by Butterfly in Heaven
 Sep 2014
K Balachandran
Alone stands an empty wine glass
dreaming the rich  grape harvests of the past.
As it gets filled with the wine of memory
to the brim, he stealthily starts to drink
from the very first moment lost, with
a fervency, only a thirsty one trapped
in the maze of past alone will display
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