"emitter" poems
Touch the elixir of fire, to my soul,
To set out my final tour!
Let me 'take wing' to deep of the air,
Let you light the lamp, with a devotional care;
And stay there, to welcome me---
I'm coming to have my eternity!
Let my pyre, be burning for long,
Untill I may hear your last song....
Let the flame of the pyre, be an emitter,
To illuminate the night of darker.
At the time, I'll leave,
May there be no mourning or grief...
May the way of my leaving be so peerless,
That, I may usher a new journey to the endless.
Let the vim of my pyre be so mighty,
That it may clear all the ambiguity;
And burn all my vainglory!
It's the time, of getting rid of all my pain,
And fulfillment of a dream;
That, When I may meet you again?
____ Sougat Dasgupta.
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 10:17 AM UTC
some words go US Eng, some go UK Eng
so inside the word-dividing "[ ]" is the chosen sound
KIND OF A WA[ɔ]LKING...
EMITTER OF ENDORPHINS
INNER-LIGHT-EVOKING
VAU[ɔ]LT WITH
A FORMi̲DABLY ENORMOUS
INFINITELY RISING RESERVE OF
THRILLINGLY PO[ɑ]SITIVE EMOTIONS (wa[ɒ]nt some?)
THE EPITOME OF DELIGHT & ENJOYMENT
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strolling through some au[ɔ]tumn spo[ɑ]ts
sa[ɔ]w some gyals
being dolorous
stole up o[ɒ]n 'em
once I'm close enough
I'm exploding
with that mind-blowing stuff
I've noted 'bove
ba[ɔ]wling "lit morning, quit mourning"
so ear-splittingly like my ***** just go[ɑ]t
torn apart
they, seemed to me, were in
total sho[ɑ]ck
unloading, giving 'em a[ɔ]ll I've go[ɑ]t
which got 'em a little overpa[ɑ]cked
each of 'em got a lethal cor atta[ɑ]ck
overdosed, they dro[ɑ]pped
on the ground like ja[ɔ]ws of cha[ɑ]ps
at the sight of girls with bo[ɑ]ds
that are smoking ho[ɑ]t
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ALSO, TRULY HOPEFUL
BORN WITH LO[ɑ]TS
OF OFFERS OF EMPLOYMENT
IN TERMS OF MOVING FORWARD
THE MOTION'S NOTHING LESS THAN HURTLING
ALWAYS, EVERY MOMENT
MAINTAIN THE FIRST PLACE
IN A LIST OF POTENTIAL BOYFRIENDS
FOR GIRLS THAT
ARE INDECENTLY GORGEOUS
AND UNBELIEVABLY JOYOUS
lyrically, these word-co[ɑ]mbs
come close to what a ***** does
performing a *******
[once was told that I have 0 SELF-IRONY]
Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 5:03 AM UTC
Half our bodies oxygen,
by mass.
Transfermium Wars- who knew?
elemental naming controversy,
my new favorite war.
Americium-241 in your smoke detector,
alpha emitter, ionizing ****
Dual atomic clocks- Ytterbium lattice-
understanding would taint this fun.
(Apparently there is a Time and Frequency
Division somewhere).
Solid to vapor- if only we sublimed
our way home, though maybe better
suited for air signs. An earth sign, myself,
sticking to terra dirtus.
2, 8, 20, 28, 50, 82, 126- the Magic
Numbers in physics- full nuclei,
like full bellies- maybe our magic years too...
'cept for 126- unless you're a Galapagos tortoise.
Manganese blackening bulls in Lascaux.
Plumbum latin for lead, ala plumbers and their pipes
of yesteryear.
Fire and brimestone actually fire and sulfur,
still wrathful, though I always
imagined brimstone as being a
damning brick falling.
You won't be synthesized, maybe never discovered,
yet we sense you near, proposed metal,
silvery white and ghosting....
119.
Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 11:33 PM UTC
I want to slip
deep inside
your wonderful brain,
to unleash your creative mind
& stimulate your lobed-walls.
I want to create
a sweet friction
with your lovely cortex
& build a synapses
of unbelievable dimensions,
to flood your receptors
with my emitter,
flow my strong current
into your throbbing pulse,
again & again.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 6:16 AM UTC
Raise the shields
Set up force fields
Evasive action activated
Defense from being devastated
Blaster bolts whizz right by
Ozone smell in the sky
Photons, armed and aimed
when fired, **** and maim
Light speed and warp speed
engines fire, use fuel with need
Dilithium crystals in short supply
It's now or never, do, or die
Photon torpedoes, aye aye sir
Phasers locked, if you prefer
Forward emitter, ready to blast
Tetrion particles unstable fast
Make it so, number one
**** the engines, get er done
Full speed warp, around the sun
Back in time, this won't be fun
Into the breach, we warp on que
Firing aft, and port-side too
If we make it through the fray
Romulan ale, the captain pays
Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 11:00 AM UTC