#stats
If my desire of immortality
Was not delivered on Tyche's oak desk
And my neck accepted Death's penalty,
Make my funeral transient and modest.
Do not dump me bunch of would-wilt flowers
Nor weep with salty tears upon my earth
Instead scatter me some seeds of asters
For when they blossom it is my rebirth.
Though if God of Wishes grant me this dream,
Erase my name from your reminiscence
As I have ventured out this weary realm—
I'm with the stars flaunting my omniscience.
Either way I'll try to end it laughing,
A fitting mood for my new beginning.
Mar 20, 2025
Mar 20, 2025 at 2:24 AM UTC
#Saqi
I yearn
To pluck these #stars
Out of their distant stupor
To hurl them
And watch them explode
In the immeasurable
Distance
I yearn
To thunder
My intentions
to rip down
mountainous curtains
I yearn
To make
Curvaceous inroads
And watch the
Majestic peaks
Bend to kiss the valleys
I yearn
To stride across
Universes and
dimensions
And bend destiny
To merge
My reality
in your presence
Saqi I warn you
Tonight I am restless
And I will not be accountable
For all that I profess
Through my drunk verses
And
For tomorrow's consequences
;-)
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#Saqionahigh
Seema Kj
©SeemaJayaraman
27 Apr 2020
Mar 9, 2025
Mar 9, 2025 at 11:24 AM UTC
Next to me was this one
and her feet were never still
she twirled and span through contretemps
and likely always will
That one had intensity
but never said a word
from blackened fingered canvases
his voice could still be heard
These two stood in spotlights
and held everyone in thrall
performing other’s stories,
their own a quieted call
And the group raised up their voices
which entwined and fit so well
and the chorus spoke of everything
they’d never usually tell
These memories, these children,
who moved, who drew, who showed,
who sang unguarded clarity
while the emptiness bellowed
Used to have us allies
used to have us care,
now, become statistics
now, are never there
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 3:16 AM UTC
I spent fifteen minutes of the lesson
chasing a roll of Polo mints and a pound coin
out of a small hole in the working class lining of his pointless blazer, to stop him taking scissors to it,
even though mum said it was OK
At the same time, my child bosses
decided to cut my subject
from the formerly rich platter available
to our blasted, gorgeous youth
because, reasons
which I suppose are financial and deeply,
numerically,
justifiable
Meanwhile, the next kid in junior school
silently loses the opportunity
to be anything other
than a state certified failure
So, cheers
Nov 20, 2020
Nov 20, 2020 at 6:28 PM UTC
One winter night
A beautiful tibetan woman
When for a walk
In the moonlight
It seemed meditative
She done it before.
But this night was goning to be different.
A mysterious
Creature
Attacks and threatenes her
So shook up
A fear the man
And his lies
She ran.
Ran until she was either safe or passed out.
Either way she had to get away.
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:23 PM UTC
Have you ever been
Encaptured by the stars?
Have you ever wanted
To fly away to Mars?
Have you ever wanted
To exist in Outer Space?
But not to exist
Within our space.
Have you ever wanted
To fly up, up so high?
Because the high down on Earth
Is really just a lie.
Have you ever wanted
To land upon a Sun?
Though you know that you’d burn,
Before you got to touch one.
Have you ever wanted
To travel to a far away place?
Well, what farther is there
Than this vast land we call
“Space”
Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
a first
family has
never ending
wilt this
statistician's score
and old
yeller on
top of
the scene
there with
his bullhorn
only there
to shout
as his
tweets mount
across the
inteenet dial
Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 7:20 AM UTC
Meteors falling
And I'm wasting my wishes
On your sorry ***
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 10:39 AM UTC