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Velvet quilt
Comfortable built
Half opened eyes
Blossomed lips
Rosy woman sleeps
Gods amazing gift
Without any rift
Face like a princess
Styles are priceless
Courage of a tigress
Runs at super pace
Whenever goes slow
Spreads scent to flow
Excuse me friends
for this is spring
Which creates
such naughty feeling.
 Mar 2019 Leal Knowone
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 Mar 2019 Leal Knowone
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What's it take
These days

To write a poem

That makes the world go mad
That brings the crowds to their feet
That spreads like wildfire
Through a dry winter forest

Is it those excessively long words?
The loquacious ramblings
Of an insecure mind aspiring
To authentic intellect?

Is it perhaps...
     the "creativity"
               of      varied      spacing
  or...    could it be..... the lack
                              of capitalization
               the loathsome little letters
               screaming out
                         hey, look at us!
         ... or maybe it's
               the punctuation marks,
     littered, haphazardly
          through the text
                    (whether used correctly)
               or, theyre not?!
     despite worrds mispeled
          and a grammar might is broken
   can these tricks increase interest
        though miswritten or misspoken?

Is the trick alliteration
Whose bite brightly bids us
To center on the snappy sounds?
Although all along
     unvoiced underneath
Ideas idle in the isles
   (or perhaps the aisles)
Of the mind
To meld and craft and bind
Our thorough thoughts
And worthy words
Into lines
Which
Heard by herds
Raise the
                  Praise for which we
                  Privately, desperately
                  Pray

Maybe it's a magical mix
Of splendid in-your-head rhythm
Marvelous meter that perfectly clicks
Flowing smoothly without schism

Well-spaced stanzas
Well-used time
Well-crafted phrases
Well-thought-out rhymes

Well, maybe not...
     those gems are often ignored
     cast-aside, unclicked, abhorred

Why?

Because the modern world
doesn't need your rules
your restrictions
your regulations
your misguided boundaries
your oppression
your antiquated ideas
   of "the right way"
   to write
   to speak
   to act
   to live
   to (fill in the blank)

No, what the modern world needs
is
Negation!
Contradiction!
Resistance!
Revolt!

And poetry whose words
Say the same thing
Repeat the same meaning
Echo the same lyrics
Rephrase the same thoughts
But in an ever-so-slightly
Different
Varied
Changed up way
Line
After line
Of synonyms
          over
               and
                    over
                         again

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What's it take
These days

To not give in
To narcissism's spiral?

But more importantly:
What's it take

To make my poem go viral?
Only halfway cynically written, I swear!
 Mar 2019 Leal Knowone
Star BG
Smile
 Mar 2019 Leal Knowone
Star BG
Today the sun gifted me
with smile, I wore all day.
I made sure to pass it on
before bed to Master Moon,
who smiled back
carrying me into dreams.

Oh... Master Moon
you are a charmer.
Oh Mistress Sun
you are Divine.
Inspired by Salmabanu Hatim Thanks
If You Know Thyself
then you know the world

Motivated by madness
and driven by desire,
dive into the pool of passion
and swim deep as you can.

If You Know Thyself
then you know the world

The window of life
has many views,
always respect reality
It’s really really real.

If You Know Thyself
then you know the world

Learning something new
everyday is powerful,
be steadfast In your ability
to conquer challenges.

If You Know thyself
then you know the world

And when we know the world, we know us
 Mar 2019 Leal Knowone
Alicia
you
 Mar 2019 Leal Knowone
Alicia
you
mothers warn their sons about you
you’re cold disguised as warm
you’re the chest pain the broken hearted girl gets when she hears his name
the loud weep in the club bathroom
you’re the sinking feeling in a stomach
you’re everything ugly in this world and yet
i still find beauty in your crooked smile
in the birthmark just above your hip
the sound of your laugh resonates like a song you just can’t get out of your head
see love is cruel like that
you just can’t shake it
the most beautiful things are always the most damaging
you’re a storm
why else are hurricanes named after people?
 Mar 2019 Leal Knowone
Lubin
Cupid wanders, willows weep,
Shadows of the wind creep,
Swing a silver cradle with
Grove of the leafless trees,
Below muslin veil moon
Smiles like a childish loon,
Dandelion stole my dreams,
She was mine how I wish...
 Mar 2019 Leal Knowone
Survived
kaash ki yeh itna aasan hota
ki tumse baat krne se pehle
itna sochna na hota

thoda puch lete hum tumhre baare mai
thoda bata bhi dete hum aapne dil ke halaat
thoda haas lete tumhre sath mai
thoda roo bhi lete tumhri yaad mai

bata dete tumhe wo sarri baaten
dikha dete tumhe wo sare alfaaz
suna dete tumhe dharkane aapni
sunn bhi lete tumhri madhor awaz

thodi der k liye hi tumme wapas kho jate
es aandheri duniya se kahi dur chle jate
tumhre sath kuch aur pal bhi bita lete
khud toh thoda sa pyaar bhi kr lete

Par kaash ki yeh itna aasan hota
tumse baat krne se pehle
itna sochna na hota.
Page one :

Drifting on the river watching the thunderstorms
thrash it out in the distance . I wait
on the thunder
but it never comes .

Page two:

There in second grade
thrown through the open window of innocence
Punished but the thunder never comes

Page three:

The ashes grow
colder
making me bolder
And I think
that this day
the thunder comes
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