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  Mar 2017 Pk
Valsa George
I am a rain drop flopped down from the clouds
I could have landed in a river or the sea
Then merging with the rising and receding waves
I would have been washed down into oblivion

Or could have fallen from the heights
Into a desolate dreary desert
Amid the blistering granules of sand
To be absorbed into nothingness

Chances are there to have fallen on a rock
Lying scorched in the heat of the mid day sun
Then I would have vanished into thin air
Evaporating into non existence

I could have fallen into a muddy puddle
Or perhaps into a filthy drainage
To be contaminated with the sewage
Or be the breeding ground of worms and bugs

But fortunately for me
I happened to fall into fecund soil
Where there lay in wait a few seeds
Hankering for the cool touch of moisture

Arid souls desperately thirsting for water,
They ****** the molecules within me.
As their dry kernel got soaked and puffed,
Slowly they sprouted and grew into life.

Absorbing again the drops that came after me
They, into towering trees eventually grew
Some touching heaven’s azure heights
And giving shade and shelter to many

Now as I see them crested with flowers
And bearing clusters of luscious fruits
I feel I am there in each leaf and bud
And my essence flows through every vein!

As a teacher, what more is needed for me
To feel contented in life?
For the last several years, I have been teaching in a college. Now my students are scattered everywhere in the world! Some of them are so well placed and some adorning key positions in life. Seeing them, I feel so proud and happy! India is a land where teachers are greatly respected. ‘Mata, Pita, Guru, Daivom’ is a sacred credo of our ancient culture. It means next to God come mother, father and teacher!
  Mar 2017 Pk
L B
I stood in the February snow
the freezing sleet
no boots
no coat
Steam wafting off my fury

My father read the lie
two hundred yards away
and walking toward me

So I owned it
told it
With a snarl
Without a flinch
Both knowing

I held my ground before him
and wore the red of his hand
on my face for a week
Thank you everyone for the views and comments.  The Daily was a nice surprise this evening.


There were five of us kids.  I was the only one who ever did anything like this.  It was like my father needed someone to stop him sometimes.

My father asked, "What are you doing out here?"
I lied,  "Getting some air."

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1801472/the-mayor-of-wesson-street/
Pk Mar 2017
You are a born human
One day you'd be a woman
And you will not feel sorry
In school when you'll get your period shock
Or when you'll feel the tight thing around chest
In college, on roads, the nausea of eagle stares
The bed you'll share, the world you'll walk in
Don't feel any sorry
Just like that apple towards gravity
Its some natural propaganda
A twist, for which you need to be ready

You are a woman and be proud
The flesh between your legs or arms
Is not a shame, don't disgust it
See it, love it
And when you step out in moons
Have some iron in your wrists
To protect it
Dont bow, dont cry, dont be dead
You are the soil of the food chain
Putrefy the animals
Believe in yourself, you are worthy

You are a woman, not a punch bag
A poor drunk unambitious father,
An ignorant mother, a ****** brother
Whatever, no excuses
Nothing must stop you
Love, pity, anger, confusion
Get over these clouds like a lightening
They only rain a while, make you weak
There are enough weak people already

You are my dear daughter
And when you sit in a bus
Someone, anyone can grab you
So be a sassy bitter woman
And punch them in the nose
Let them bleed awhile,
Let the sleeping souls around know
You are not a man epitome
You need no man metaphor
No man hands, just the courage
To bring down the diseased rats

You are a woman sweet
Laugh aloud, open your mouth
As much as you want
Wear whatever you want
Be wherever you want
See whatever you want
Jump, dance, swim, play
You are the tigress in your jungle
And roar like one
Spread the word
You have no responsibility
To please the holy etiquettes
That nurtured those rat diseases

There can be a problem, love
Cause stars never liked the sun
Our kingdom may go in bad books
They can be your family
And they really love you,
Wanting to see a happy crowd around you
They are confused in the crowd
Dont get lost, be smart  
Love them but trick them all
There love should not divert
Your immense potential
The c-sections should not cut your goal
Stop juggling, messing things
Living their life is not your plate
Eat from your plate and dont hesitate

You are a woman i am proud of
Dont ever measure your success
On the world's most used calculator
If someday
You are staring out of your balcony
And in your strong heart
There is no fear, no terror, no speedbraker
In your ears, if tingy thoughts
Dont affect you,
If your hands still want to work
To bring your ideas into life
If you love the woman
The 'human'
You have become
You are a trillionaire
Only your smart mind knows
You need no proof for that

Love,
You are a powerful person
Use the power righteously
Dont hide it or waste it
Or shove it in wrong direction
You are equalist not matriarchist
You need no special que or seat
Separationalism cured flu never minds
Educate the minds, the needful
Your family, friends, neighbours
The javelin not in heads of male supremists
But a place in doubles, a seat at the table
You need no reservations
You need no 'ladies first'

Most importantly, a secret
That no one will ever teach you right
That you'll discover, when you miss the flight
That i always wanted to tell someone
You can be 'anything'
No limits, only the ones you put
Careful not to,
Like a life itself
Evolve and survive
You are a life so lovely
Live it
Come out of the buds
Bloom
So powerfully
That the gods, the ancient societies
Are cringing
Over there decisions
Love,
You are infinite
You are now.
Pk
  Mar 2017 Pk
Polar
We start from nothing
And spring from dreams
Reaching through dimensions
And time.
I stand like a rock
Rooted to the earth beneath my feet
Know this place
Own this space
Whilst possessing nothing at all
Still I fly
Pondering reality
Dreaming with clarity
Knowing only
Love survives all.
  Mar 2017 Pk
ryn
I amble as if I weigh a tonne

I gasp as if someone has lied

I weep as if I have no words

I mourn as if something has died
Pk Mar 2017
Are you smelt
And assumed
Are your fingers judged
Where they have been
Are you a girl or boy
A girl who loves being a 'girl'
A boy who is fragile
A boy who hates his established role
A girl who just knows her potential
But still hides behind the men
Cause she has a short stature
Are you religious or atheist
Do you bow your head to get more
More money or more happiness
Health of family or world peace
Are you anti muslim
Or are you anti terror
Are you a sheep
Or Are you a hyena
Are you poor
Or are you ambitious
Do you educate your kids
Or drink Old monks in best sodas
Wake up to drink more, smoke more
*****, block, make others, beat all
Are you queer
Or you dont want to talk about that
Or maybe you are a little queer
Or do you think your best friend is
Do you bully feminism
Do you think this stuff is overrated
And teach your kids to hate it
And beat or **** their abnormal kinds
Cause they are disgustingly beautiful
Do you care about human rights
You care only for your pet
That's the truth
You care for your own pet
You dont care for anything else
You care a lot for your money
In bank, in bed, in shoes
Everywhere but where they aren't
You ever care for the kids
At the front of any parking lot
You ever gave them one millionth
Of what you earn
You ****** hound
Do you care for anything
But your silly rigid beliefs
Don't you get bored?
Or you yearn for a chance
Or you never had the vision
To see what's going on around
I am giving you that one knock
Stand for others, stand for yourself
Want to be in another sorta establishment
Welcome home.
Pk Mar 2017
Coping with it
See where my economy is
An empty fridge
I am taking this
And what loss they have
At markets or skyscrapers
I laugh at it
Oh, they lost their wealth
Cant afford some breads
But I am living it
And they take their lives
Leave their wives
To themselves
Like I am to myself
Like i always will be
Look at my economy
Bundling bills
Shedding skin
Scary bones
Water that's not from tap
Drowned my face
How fast it dried
And my soapless fate
Washed and rubbed it
But a loss of life won't stop a life
A loss of skin wont extinct skins
Beauty is filled in the numerous skins
Thence, look for a beautiful skin
And construct the lost economy
Fill the empty fridge
Wash the ***** face with soap
And put off that ***** water
Cause you
You
Deserve a second shot
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