#30daysofconcrete
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**•not all
of us were born
with the gift of health
•not all were born into a
bassinet fashioned out of
gold•but all of us here, be-
stowed with a treasure tro-
ve of literary wealth•an e-
ndowment to last a life-
time, that never gets
old•one must
take it
and s-
oar to
great-
er hei-
ghts..•
...ones
should
never...
forsake
such a
boon •
let the
...black-
ness of
our ink
coat......
the em-
ptiest of
nights •
let the p-
ermanen-
ce in our
words over-
whelm...
the**
finiteness
of the
silver spoon•
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Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 11:27 AM UTC
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•like clockwork,
her day would begin
•pressures of life like no
one could imagine•toting the
crushing weight upon her tiny shou-
lders•responsibilities and expectations that
would overwhelm before she falters•she'd ***
ble as she groans her duress•her skin would crack
to release pent up stress•then there would come a day
•her exhausted veins would rupture and then give way
•she has the most terrible temper•but we would still flock
to her•why?........when time and again she offers us strife•
simply because she provides,
she gives us life•**
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 11:56 AM UTC
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•my
arms point
to the sky•
a gesture
frozen in eter-
nity•un- fazed as
the clouds whisper a
lie• rumours of rain that
never came quickly• prickles
protrude menacingly •threaten-
ing all who would stray too close•
baseless gossip that masquerade
as pleasant- ry•to deviate me from
the path i chose•still i stand
here...duelling the sun
•in a land scorched
barren•search-
ing for hope
when there's
really none•
here i stand...
lonely and
drought
stricken•
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Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 10:51 AM UTC
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O
•i found truth
in a saying i read•that we
start dying the day we were born
•not from life inflicted wounds from
which we've bled•not from illness or
disease that would have us torn •we
only live and breathe upon borrowed
sand•because we age; because we are
but mortal•it's only up to ourselves to
be mediocre or grand• what we'll be at
the end is consequential• it'll matter not
if we won popularity polls• or what riches
over which we covet and fuss•when asked, *"for
whom does the bell toll?"*•look in the mirror for it tolls
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for no one...
but for us•
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 10:21 AM UTC
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/ / •lift me up over- / /
/ / head•for i only seek to shelter / //
you•from the sun who'd scorch you red /
**•from monsoon rains that'll chill you blue•you
may at times think i'm cumbersome to carry•when
the winds of change put you in all kinds of weather•
but i can collapse and fold... i stow away easy•keep me
close and i will spring to your aid... whenever, wherever•
such is my pro- •• mise to... you•
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for
yo-
ur
lif-
e's
un-
pr-
edi-
••• cta-
••• ble
journey•**
soon you'll find my words to be true•
that i'd forever be your brolly•
Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 12:02 PM UTC
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•a long time
ago in a galaxy far away
•the saga continues with fancy
new droids•characters in outland-
ish costumes put on display•impo-
ssible new crafts that dart and slice
through vacuumed voids•armed to
■■■■ the teeth with impressive weapons• ■■■■
■■■■■ spectacular battles between gargan- ■■■■■
■■■■■ tuan cruisers• never ending fight b- ■■■■■
■■■■■ etween opposing factions•where d- ■■■■■
■■■■■ ark and light wield fantastic sabers• ■■■■■
■■■■■ oh i love it... i love it! the day draws ■■■■■
■■■■■ near • where my childhood pangs... ■■■■■
■■■■■ **would begin to smart•in a week, the ■■■■■
■■■■■ long anticipated day would be here•** ■■■■■
■■■■■ where the sith in my veins meets the ■■■■■
■■■■■ jedi in my heart• ■■■■■
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Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 10:49 AM UTC
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**•atop the mast billows
my wind-tossed rag•grinning skull embla-
zoned proud•the starkness of black upon my flag
•piercing the encroaching sea mist and shroud•her-
ald the sight of the jolly roger • instilling trepidation
in all who sail through my turf • fuelled by the thirst
to pillage and plunder•others before, have sunk into
graves beneath the surf•my salt encrusted timber
creaks a frightening low growl•
my hull would pum- mel thro-
ugh the opposing waves• my sails bloat full trapping
winds that howl•my deck bears the screams
of a thousan- d slaves•know
me, seafarers... i am no legend but
truth•avast! seafarers, i am the tale
that looms•believe me, seafarers for i
am ca- pable of all things**
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**uncouth •fear me,
seafarers for i am your
doom•you could sail the seas with
the world's most skillful of crew•
you cannot deny the
inevitable
heavy hand of fate•be-
cause once my vessel comes
within view •you would
know for certain that it's already
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too late•
Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 11:39 AM UTC
***Hear ye!
Hear ye!***
Oh how I love concrete poetry!
Itching to write and sculpt and mould.
Twiddle my thumbs as I thought to myself silently.
Reckon I'd render my musings in italics and in bold!
***Hear ye!
Hear ye!***
30 days of concrete, wouldn't you fancy?!
These poems, they come in various shapes.
Would you consider them "poetic eye candy"?
If I fashioned poems to look like grapes!
***Hear ye!
Hear ye!***
Awashed with excitement!
I can't wait to share!
Fantastical, delicious and ultimately succulent!
A wonderful spread of such wordy fare!
***Hear ye!
Hear ye!***
When is this... GREAT BIG AFFAIR?
On the morrow, I'll dish out the first serving!
Do tune in if you so do care...
30 days of concrete! The shape fest is beginning!
Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 9:30 AM UTC
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•
sing to
me a song
so melodious...
•one of sweet so-
unding timbre•let it
•• capture and numb
•• me senseless•
•• take me to a
•• place and
•• time so
•• fami-
•• lia-
•• r•
••
••
••
where fond ••
memories linger free•fr-
om all worldly constraints•
where our ears can see•the
passing bliss in heaven's
godly paint•
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Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 11:40 AM UTC
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ple band• ••••• •convert-
in a sim- • ing the
mortality wishful
silver•im- to the
on gold or suppo-
mounted sed•we
nd•a rock have co-
pilling sa- me full
reats of s- circle •
ing the th- stars we'-
ther•beat- ve forged
forth toge- and coun-
journey ted•make
shall we reality out
of fable•
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Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 10:11 AM UTC
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•come with me on a
special trip•hop aboard my big ball-
oon • hot air from flame, the canvas would
sip•higher and higher, we won't be back too soon
•the clouds would gently kiss our cheeks • the sun
would bathe our skins with gold• mountains below
seem minute pointing up with snow covered peaks
•turning oceans into lakes...the world seems to fold
•offering myriad picturesque views from up ab-
ove•from any angle none would lack•lastly
we'll drift...along the currents of air and
love•you could then finally say that
i've brought you on a memora-
ble trip to the moon...
and safely back•
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 10:14 AM UTC
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*•vile plumes reaching to the
sky•killing the earth as days go
by•cutting corners, we dump our
waste•the easiest of solutions exe-
cuted in poor taste•there are many
signs, how could we miss•when
we are the ones who did this•
scores of geniuses and inte-
llects•can't come to consensus
and drive a pact•to save the
world for our children•
to save what's
left for
future
gene-
ra-
ti-
o
n
s
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Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 10:48 AM UTC
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•our wrin- kled hides only co- nceal the
anguish•that resonates with conviction amongst
my herd•this humanly greed that might cause us
to perish•what's valuable to you, we find incredu-
lously absurd•embedded in our trunks lay mill-
enias of lineage... • hidden in our eyes bec-
koned the change in history •in our
•• beating hearts is ••
the longing to
turn the im-
possible
page•of
hapless
chapt-
ers w-
rit-ten
with the
points**
of
bloodstained
ivory•
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Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 10:27 AM UTC
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**•such grace carelessly
riding•the currents of my heart
and mind•beauty of your biolumines-
cence ensnaring • my thoughts amuck and
senses blind•membranous crown bears much
truth yet laden with lies•malicious tendrils,
unassuming but ever ready•immune to
my pleas and woeful cries•how could
something so captivating... and delicate,
be so painfully deadly•**
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Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
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• they say light-
ning never stri-
kes • twice in
the very same
place•not as
if it chooses
the person
it likes•nor
has it targ-
eted a familiar face • growing
accustomed to these repeated
jolts•i stay fro-
zen in anticip-
tion•for subs-
equent influx
of volts•is th-
is love or me-
re petty infa-
tuation?•ca-
n't believe my luck • be-
cause time... and again,
inevitably•i
stand here,
apparently
struck•e-
very ti-
me you
cast a...
a gla-
nce
at
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ME•
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Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 9:53 AM UTC
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oo
oo
oo
oo
o oo
oo oo
ooo ooo
ooo ooo
oooooooooooo
oooooo
**•an
eternity it
seems like•dang-
ling your hook in the
sea of life•hoping for bre-
am, salmon or pike•one of
which would make the perfect
wife•many a fish in rivers and lakes
•plenty more awaiting in oceans and seas•
many would do whatever it takes • battling
the days' heat and nights' breeze • wishing
upon many moonbeams•followed by
• the passing of indifferent •
sun-rays •waiting an
entire lifetime
it seems
•just to
finally land
that coveted catch
of the day
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 9:52 AM UTC
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•turn the hourglass, let's start•
•i offer you... all that's close•
•to my heart • i'll unveil•
•to you my concrete•
•poetry......•so•
•let us•
• b •
• e •
• g •
• in this •
• 30 day journey• •
•witness the fall... of each grain•
•through the words that i've lain•*
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Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 9:46 AM UTC
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| up top bef- |
| ore tapering |
| down to |
| the |
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| ooo bottom•a sym- ooooo ooo o
| oooo bol that holds my en- oooo ooo
| oooo tirety for ransom•a hos- oooooo
| ooo tage situation that made ooo
ooo me so willing•truss me
ooo up, bound... i am not
oo fighting•call this in-
oo sensibility... name
ooo this foolery•i am
... but a branch
dangling off
| a tree• |
| call thus |
| me an i am |
| idiot... la- the doll, |
| bel me a from oth- |
| nitwit•for ers, set far |
| i only apart• |
| have my i am the |
| strings... marione-
i am but tte who's
a limp after
pup- your
pet• heart•**
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Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 12:08 PM UTC
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**•i hold nothing but
secrets inside•i shan't disclose, i shan't
be vulnerable•into my humble recluse, i quiver and
hide•the world isn't ready to receive my bits and mor-
sels•come such time, i'd be willing to share•i'd bare
myself for all to see•if you say that you truly do
care•then it's best if you leave me be•for now,
don't pick on my sores•being eaten slowly
from within my gut•please don't...
don't pry anymore•save your
breath, my shells are
sealed**
shut•
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Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 10:42 AM UTC
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communicate•such are her methods to make us see•
she tries to the mother we've abused to such
the way a state•the earth we've squand-
it is ered so very blindly•but we do
• not change our ways • instead
we devise our feeble solutions•
bunkers and alerts, in place we
lay•hoping these would halt her
spiteful vengeance•the past has sha-
red of what transpired before•our days carry
on without words of thanks•we could never learn
of what's in store•what ripple could grow to consume
our banks•
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 9:21 AM UTC
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•up the
wall... he wou-
ld climb every night
again and again... • every
time he did, to the bottom he
would fall•fortunately aid came
quickly to where he had lain... • on
handsome horses, sat men moustach-
ed and tall • overhead the moon cried
sullen and grim•*oh why does he always par-
take in such foolish endeavour?*•the men hurr-
ied back on thundering hooves to save him
•he laid motionless awaiting to be put toge-
ther•"we're the same, both ellipses, she and i"
•same words he would repeatedly mutter
•*"to be closer to her I will always try•only
then she would know that forever
i'll be falling for her"*•
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Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 11:26 AM UTC
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**•••••••
•here lies
the rema-
ins• that once
beat with superb lustre•
caring not for worldly gains•on-
ly undying hopes of pairing with
another• but fate had tipped the scales, not in his favour
•when it sent an oncoming car to share the same lane•
driver was behind the wheel but alcohol had taken over•
causing the car to swerve recklessly
in the rain• the last few moments
was punctuated with a deaf-
ening sound•his
day began
not know-
ing death
was writ-
ten from
the start•
so here li-
es he, whose
heart had thus
been crowned •
his love is immortalised with this tombstone as his heart•
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Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 10:02 AM UTC
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•• i really don't see the need to
•• dictate•the way the dishes are
•• sorted in order in the sink •i
•• don't see the point in being
•• irate• if the door creaks when you try to think•
•• i can't tell apart between emotions you feel•sad-
•• ness and disappointment, they look the same to
•• me•i do not care if it's mauve or teal•for good-
•• ness sake, the cushions..., they look fine to me!!
•• •well, i now wave my white flag and surrender
•• • because all these differences...
•• don't matter at all•just know that
•• i have sworn to love you forever•
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***even if you drive me insane
and up the wall•***
Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 11:14 AM UTC
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**•in your world, your man with the addiction rules • he's
all fists with a mind of a hundred mules• daily he takes
to the bottle • then atte ntion to you, he asserts
his ugly mettle•i know he is pummelling you
out of your senses• you can't hide your
tears... and brui- ses behind those**
darkened lenses•
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 10:42 AM UTC
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•look far...
to the horizon•as the sun
dips into the ocean •most magnific-
ent display of colours • radiance in yell-
ows and captivating ambers•majestic specta-
cle that will dwindle within minutes•no words
could match such beauty that deals in infinites •
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~ *si nk ing unse~en beyo nd the thr eshold• the mi ~ghty ~~
~ ~ s un grows red der•~night sky cree ps in, with th e ~
~~ ~moon smilin g bold• ad opting her ~stan ce as the ~ ~
~~ ~ gua rdi~an hereaf ter• entour age~ of s tars ~
~ ***** le with s peckle s of g old • ~ ~
~ ~ ~ ~ b~idding farewell t o ~ ~ ~
~ ~t he su ~n's* ~ ~~~
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ruling sceptre•
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 11:49 AM UTC