Love life
Pain and sad
Depressive heart
Your death thoughts hurt

Ah! It's a brilliant poem
Epic daily
And it's a great poem sir,
It's a classic

Yes! A ClaSICK

Tears of Pure Emotion
********

Tears of pure emotion rolled over his cheeks
Taking out the lava of pain down onto the earth
His revival now solely depends upon the way
He manages to carry on in the aftermath
Of the eruption of the volcano, called emotion

You're not here with me doesn't
Necessarily mean
You're not with me
I know you're always with me
Whether it is here
Or somewhere else.

Death separated
Our bodies
Not the spirits, the hearts
Your existence
In the space-time
Once or thence
Enough

I'll lead my life
Till the end
In the name of the best within Us

Eyeful of tears
Mindful of fears
Are the only arrears
She left

That depressed soul
Created a big hole
By leaving her role
In poetry

That decomposed smile
Melted me for a while
I traveled many a mile
For her

The Sun's coming up
Through Eastern hills, a red ball
A new beginning

An object is not evil you know?
The root of all evils is money
He
She
Many
Say
Aha! Who can live without it?
You?
He?
She?
No.
No one can. Evil, it's in your mind
Not in that lifeless object Money

Starless Night pitch black
Not a single photon of
Light, but there's hope. Yes

She writes beautiful poetry
Experiments with form and content

Many styles, many ideas
Some vivid, few abstract
but none mediocre

She's the Queen of Haikus
Scored a century recently

And I thank, I had learnt Haikus from her

Her brilliance was bordering on genius
In reality it's beyond genius
Some called it madness
Some called it sheer divinity
Very few people knew it's exactness.

But whatever others may think
One thing is certain
She was
The Girl Born In The Garden of Roses

Sky in velvet night
Lit up by milky Moon bright
Polka Stars twinkling

...

The grey began to fade,
As the colours filled the sky,
The chill began to warm,
As the sun began to rise.

Life = [birth, death]

Life is a
Closed  interval of
Birth and death

Yes, it is
bounded by those
limits
But there are
always infinite possibilities

Love is composed of light
It lights up the souls
It removes darkness
When darkness disappears
You can see the right path

I suffered from severe Migraine attacks. I experience bouts that I cannot differentiate what's what. I have no one to back me up when needed, people think that I'm crazy for many things and not many believe in my ability. Few friends left me for what is not my conscious mistake, and few more just keep me aside. My failures always outnumbered my successes. And frankly I have no single person to rely upon in my toughest times (of course few helped me out and I'm always thankful). 

But I always keep going. 
I work a way around when needed. 
I conquered Migraine, minimised dyslexic effects. 
I never appear pathetic. 
Most of the day I laugh/smile. 

I never (majority of days) feel tired at the end of the day, and carry the same energy levels all through the day. How? 

My biggest ally is my integrity, and my best friend is HOPE. HOPE, my friends, it's my best friend.

Leave away what you
don't deserve and then you will
left with peace of mind

Eyeful of tears
Mindful of fears
Are the only arrears
She left

That depressed soul
Created a big hole
By leaving her role
In poetry

That decomposed smile
Melted me for a while
I traveled many a mile
For her

You dumb
Don't know how to do this?

You fool
Don't know what it is?

You *******
You don't know anything
Waste of a life

I wondered if
I'm good for at least eating.

He's your master
And THAT is his masterpiece
What have you got to show?
Go to him again.
Wait till he ratify you
My father brainwashed

Determined, I went back to the sir
I want to have my masterpiece

And soon I did have
My masterpiece
Not one.
Not two.
But many.

MASTERPIECES!!!

Since then
My master wasn't seen
By none

Any doubts?

Kodfather was a young adult
At the time this story begins

He went to a tea shop
with one of his followers

Started debate
with few of the fellow
Tea-toddlers
and was virtually
unbeatable

Impressed with his oratory skills
One man asked
How old are you Kod?

Dunno sir
But one thing
My mother said once
When my sister was born
"You are three years older than her Pizzie"
For she loves pizza

Thirteen years passed since
So I must be
Sixteen years older than her
*Now

Sky is my friend
I can expand beyond horizons

Ocean is my grandfather
I can play in (over) his lap

Sun is my father
I can be brighter than his shine

Rain is my beloved
I'll romance with her

The nature is my mother
I can create wonders

As a leader
He saw things but ignored
For political mileage

Long road to travel
Keeping an eye on the goal
It's easy, let us start

And then she said
Don't wait
The sight of your heart is me

Man know what love is,
But don't know how to express it.
(But) woman don't know what love is,
But can express it superlatively

Julius Caesar
Stabbed by his friend alas
Said, "You too Brutus"

A fight
For the right
Without flight

Eyes are mine
Tears are mine
The finger is mine

And yes, optimism is a mine
As you dig
So you get

The gold

The thing
The thinger
The thingest

The greatest poet I don't know

And then she said
Don't wait
The sight of your heart is me

A man left to be
Himself
Becomes a fountainhead

I am not confined to
Any one language.
I use the language
Which is apt at that time
To give fuller meaning to
What I want to say

The image depicts
a woman moaning in a
passionate embrace.

Wasted Lives
*****
Swamy Downey Vs SIRI - V

After great war
Comes great peace
Says SIRI
In her
Intellectual musings

Ayes
Agreed Swamy Downey
Not piece
But pieces
Of many
Bodies
Of wasted lives

Man seeks
Power over matter

He doesn't seek
Power over his self

That's where people
Like me
Rise

We rule those
Mob masses

His love for her is
As thick as his blood and pure
For they are siblings

The idea of
solving a mystery seems
almost Holmesian

I'm a collection of solitudes
A silence derived from
the summation of all languages

Be
You
Tea
Full
Verse

or

Bee
You
Tea
Full
Verse

And in the middle
Of the writing I understood
It's for me, my life

The spring in your steps
And the spring in nature
Playing a match
That let me have a catch
Of a bit of happiness
In all my loneliness

In all my loneliness
This weather makes me
Light as a feather
Dreaming us together

Communicated
With eyes, two hearts formed a bond
It's love, a bit more

As dawn broke I slept
Working all night over it
the story I write

The dawn red as blood
Violence all over the field
Fight for peace they say

The truth went away
And what you are left with now?
Perpetual lie

Making excuses
Is a
Bad sign
In a new relationship