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Didn't allow
Burn in full flames
Smoulder smoke
Rising high
In the sky
Observed far and wide
There something
Burning so long
Never seen
That end before
Let's go
Let's see
What's up there
Oh, a life there
On an island
Turned miniscule
River stage
Rising fast
Clouds hitting
The mountain
Bursting to vanish
Zoom mobile cam
Snap snap
Half naked
Dishevelled hair
Sunken cheeks
Sunken eyes
Protruding ***** teeth
Dark brown man
Help help helpline
Location sent
Photos sent
Army chopper
Brave army men
Lifted him
A bunch
Of damp twigs
Billowed much smoke
Dry wouldn't have been
Of much  use
Sluggish things
Not always bad
Bad habits
Sometimes do help
Smoking made
Light the twigs
And the Front Men
Saved a Last Man
Last man = Antyodaya man
This poem is about a poor man entrapped on a small island almost submerged in water due to flash flood in a river due to cloud burst on an upstream mountain. He could collect damp twigs and light smouldering smoke billowing fire signalling for help. Nearby people noticed unusual smoke and came to his help. He was rescued by the army with the help of a chopper.
Unknown Jul 28

You made me feel, again..
You made me hope, again...


It was all..

I've fallen for you.
Please. Don't drop me...

I trust you.
I sometimes lose myself from pain
Wondering if it will ever end
'Cause this is taking so long
Don't know what I'm doing wrong

You've pulled me out of it far too many times
You've brought light to my life
But now that you're gone
Seems like you're bringing the light with you.
She Writes Apr 16
I do not need to be saved
I am the knight in my fairy tale

If I fall
It will be off a cliff of mountains I scaled alone

If I crash
It will be in the waves of my own ocean

If I float
It will be on the boat I built with my hands

And when I fly
It will be with the wings I forged myself
Past Mar 11
This is the end.

The end of what?

When I was small naive and tender
Toddling in pullups
Those that/who loved me
Jabbed me
In my tiny heart
Surgically stole a sliver of it
To harden
To sharpen
To shiv me with it
Hurt me with my own heart
Slice me for my sensitivity
Carve into me for caring
Fearing and envying me for
Being an open-eyed child,
A triple threat
Smart plus sweet plus spirited
That's too much!

Extracting tears from me was easy.
Manipulation, Chaos, Fears.
My senses submerged in a sinkhole
Decades became dozens of years

I dont know how I struggled ashore
But It --or he-- or ....was already there
White light resplendent
Wings alight
Silently inviting
I stumbled beseechingly behind him

Within a clearing
His full figure flexed  
Showing his
Wings upon wings
Within wings!
Not a single feather in sight
he offered a pointed finger for me to see

I tried to to touch, to connect
While still sopping wet.
Two teardrops dripped off,
Left my leaking fingertips
These he froze and squeezed
Crystalized them blue and green
Right there in thin air

As I stared at my shame
He simply gave me salam
As he shimmered into invisiblity

Uuuhh! My angel!
My help! Please dont leave me!
Dont you dare! You cant do this to me!

Leaving me with nothing but 2 tears:
Fear and pain
Blue and green
Tear shaped gems
In thin air
I glared at them there
Drop & drip

They flipped. then feathered
Becoming the bejeweled tips of peacock feathers
Gloriously long, elegantly luscious
Cresting a classy tiara
It settled and nestled neatly along
The Straight Path through the clearing

Oh my God! I get it now!
I don my crown
Fresh tears flowing
As I bow down
Thanking Allah who always surrounds
Me with invisible Angels

Praising Allah the Almighty King
Who heard His simple servant
And saved her from drowning
Carl Miller Jan 4
Bound to a boxspring
With scars on her legs and feet
Eyes adjusting to the light
The faint glow of day warm and sweet

I had never seen wings so silken
Like sheets of cashmere doused in flame
With arms open wide, tied
As if she were a part of the old bed frame

I ask her for her name
As though she would remember vividly
Eight long weeks in the dark
She croaks “sorrow” timidly
You were in pain.
S Smoothie Dec 2020
Hold up

Enough of this bird drip

Wipe your nose and look up

Pathetic blind mice play 2 wise sheep

The artificial heart beeps

While yours bleeds

Your blood is coin

A fools folly of *****

Your child sacrificed

Cut to pieces and torn

Yet for the afflictedbstrangers you mourn

For animals you weep

Some to **** some to keep

Scientific lies poison your mind

Call the message fear

Call the message hate

Call the message division

God does not exist

Re-call the message

Re-call the message

Re-call the message

Fall asleep zombie

Fall asleep sheep

The lion sleeps tonight

The red dragon stalks

Green eyed monster

Gives birth to the invisible beast

A burden

Gray matter feeding artificial martyrs

You can do it yourself only you can't

You can be free only youre not

Poked with incessant panic

Prodded with incessant fear

Switch off

Recall the message

Recall the message

Recall the message

We are not saved in this world but the next

For the wise
Not the intelligent.
Akash mazumdar Dec 2020
Leaving no regrets loved you with my atoms and sins,
Ran for you with my broken feet,
From Buying flowers to plucking from the garden or streets,
It all meant too much for me; shouldn't it be?

Leaving you with hugs and a letter sneaked
into your hand bag's sidechain ;unseen,
From singing you to sleep n staying up listening you breathe,
Rubbed your ached cold feet with my bare palms to heat,

Leaving late for home in rain just to have few minutes with you drenched in peace,
Covering miles just to see you
said you were fine and I didn't believed,
Noting down where you went when you were 13, maybe we could go there and refresh some of your forgotten happy memories,

Leaving, left n gone
now they became memories,
Loved you with my scars n insecurities ,
No regrets 
no doubts
no set backs 
I set you free!
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