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 Feb 2013 Saloni
Kobayashi Issa
His death poem:

        A bath when you're born,
        a bath when you die,
        how stupid.
 Feb 2013 Saloni
Anon C
They say suicide is for the weak, the selfish
at this I ponder is the entirety of life not suicide
breathing toxic air, relying upon corruption to save us
stuck within a cycle
we have our smokers, drinkers, drug addicted
riddled with pain each and every one of us
yes life can be a song, we all smile
but inevitably life feels like suicide when eyes open to look
and I wonder should I not be the one to say how I go
and not you death, not you corruption
let me sing you a little song as I tip my glass
song or suicide
the answer lies only in you
Song or Suicide is an actual song by H.I.M.
 Feb 2013 Saloni
Anon C
Yin and Yang
 Feb 2013 Saloni
Anon C
Acceptance of death comes when you have nothing to lose
why is it I am unafraid to die

Fear of death comes when you have everything to lose
why is it I am afraid to die

perhaps there are two of me in here...
 Feb 2013 Saloni
Hannah Taylor
I didn’t seem to notice
the blazing heat from the fire
beating against my face
as your perfect lips
moved in sequence with
mine.
I didn’t seem to notice
the eyes
on people’s faces
glued to us
as our fingers
became entwined.
I didn’t seem to notice
Our apparent,
nonexistent future,
as you pulled me closer,
into your grasp.
I didn’t seem to notice
the danger of your presence
as my head fell
upon your shoulder.
You are everything
that is bad for me,
but,
all I could see,
was you.
 Jan 2013 Saloni
Raj Arumugam
This poem based on a joke on eggs (!) is dedicated to Timothy, a fellow-poet here at HP….I  was reminded of that joke about eggs  by Timothy’s comment on my recent poem: “Corax versus Tisias”.  
Timothy:  “This is great, Raj, another humourous poem with a good meaning, if you are an Egg or a Crow, lol! Keep them coming!!!!~<3<3:):)☺♂♀♥♠♣♦◘☻◙•○.O♫” …
Well, here’s another humorous poem, Timothy – and dedicated to you…



Dad, the Kid, and the Girl Next Door

(1)
“Dad,”* says 6-year-old Tim
back from the neighbour’s
“Sandra next door and I’ve decided
to get married”


Dad laughs…What do these kids know? he thinks…
I’ll humour him, just kid along
with this precocious child of mine



(2)
“But you’re too young, Tim,”
says Dad

“That’s OK,” says Tim
“Sandra doesn’t mind I’m a year
younger than she”



“Oh,” says Dad
“but marriage is such
a huge responsibility”


“Yeah,” says Tim quick and sharp
“Haven’t you seen my school reports?
Teacher always says I’m hugely responsible;
it’s the same on Sandra’s card”



Dad’s smile weakens
“Well, what will the two of you
do for money?”


“Oh, we’ve worked that one out
We get $20 a week in pocket money
between us and we reckon we’ll take
on extra jobs:
I can mow our lawn;
and she’ll wash dishes at her home
Beside we’ll save a lot of money
since we don’t at all eat out
and lodging is free -
a week here and the next at Sandra’s”



(3)
Now Dad has lost his smile
These kids have thought of everything,
he thinks.  I’ve got to do better –
come up with an objection that’ll  strike fear



“Have you thought, Tim,” says wise old Dad
“about babies? Married people make babies –
what you going to do about that?”


“Simple,” says Tim the kid, cool and unperturbed
“We’ve googled all that:
Every time Sandra lays an egg
I’ll crush it under foot!”


Dad sighs with relief…
This poem, based on a joke on eggs (!),  is dedicated to Timothy, a fellow-poet here at HP….I  was reminded of that joke about eggs  by Timothy’s comment on my recent poem: “Corax versus Tisias”.  Timothy:  “This is great, Raj, another humourous poem with a good meaning, if you are an Egg or a Crow, lol! Keep them coming!!!!~<3<3:):)☺♂♀♥♠♣♦◘☻◙•○.O♫” … Well, here’s another humorous poem, Timothy – and dedicated to you…
 Jan 2013 Saloni
Raj Arumugam
At said time
and said date and day
I was driving down
Exigency Road
when said gray car
Rego XXhT665
was driving a distance before me
at speed as specified by law
And all of a sudden
there was this so-far unsaid car
that came speeding from the back
and soon was before me
and it all happened like Travolta’s greased lightning
and now-said speeding car hit from the back
already-said car that was behaving itself
driving at speed said by law
(there was a loud sound like: BOOOOM!)
and then the said speeding car reversed
and then ran off, even though traffic lights turned red
It was surely what I saw a hit-and-run case,
not according to the law, which is against the law
And this is what I saw was on
the said aggressive car
that hit illegally, and ran away quickly and unlawfully:
“POLICE  -  VVT21 County“
 Jan 2013 Saloni
Anon C
If Gods do have a God
and the cycle is unending
where did it begin
does a beginning even exist
I think I just destroyed my mind
otherwise this cannot be proven
and wise the usual way cannot be proven
pondering is the best way to find an answer
even then no answer is to be found
so what the hell is going on out there
in the abyss of our space
do you ever imagine
the billions of planets
what is going on
does it ever devour your mind and consume you
as it does mine
when I think about it truly I go mad
this planet, corruption, evil, hatred
what if some other planet is Utopia
and if so
why am I on this one
for peace is what I crave and I see it when I look into the milky way
so when gods have gods
are they criticized
who is the ultimate creator
or was there never one
how the hell did it start if ever
or was there no beginning
and with no beginning is there no end
SCREAM
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