Poetry

Boxes

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Two people in boxes,
One may be black, the other red.
But neither can move their limbs in them.

Round round round

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Three million people,
Starting at the epicenter,
The city has grown out,
Branched far, far away.

A Recipe for Poetry

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Shred onions over the skyline, Drop three spoonfuls of the Pacific Ocean into it, One cup of snow flakes from the tip of Mt. Everest. Stir the mixture gradually, Whipping in two bowls of sand from the Sahara. Sprinkle a pinch of earth dug up for the Metro Rail back home, And heat it over [...]

Love Songs

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v The traffic’s heavy, The car’s been at a standstill For 15 minutes or so. The A.C. blares, You have switched the music off. Deafening silence. And you utter the forbidden… “Will you be with me forever?” I wish the traffic would move, Or that I could jump out of the car. Forever? It would [...]

Elders

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They talk about people They talk about home. They argue on their fate, Sports, politics and drainage system. Moreover, the monsoon has delayed By 13 days this year. Their children are weak in vernacular Their parents are weak in sensibility And they have been weak in calculations All the time. So they are being deceived [...]

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