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writersbrew poetry

Rambles, Rhymes and Tales

i want to pack up the night and

i want to pack up the night and take it with me… wrapped in its folds are stars and stories from afar afar and farther away, even farther than that, where where something of me lives, i’ve known of it long known? no, perhaps not that. knowing is so reduced lit with shining bright light, harsh and stentorian insistent, unrelenting, blinded by its own glory there’s the night, dark and darker still, calling me to those stars, those stories, and…

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indi

don’t drag me down to your controversy

don’t drag me down to your controversy lift your eyes toward the sky within you from here, stand by me and sense your dream your paradise, your most exalted soul what’s beauty if it won’t even take you there   do you see the evening light on the ripples? there, before you beyond the fastidiously carved quiet balustrade of noontime sun white i know, its brightness is somewhat dimmed, tinged with ochre and time, and conversations   with the river…

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aarwen

When you are all alone…

writersbrew poetry

What do you do when you have no one to talk to? When you have no one to turn to When you are all alone When life feels error prone … What do you do when you have no one to laugh with? When you have no one to share coffee with When you are thoroughly bored When you feel horribly ignored … What do you do when you have no one to hold you? When you have no one…

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Rambles, Rhymes and Tales

the battle

my heart was in a battlefield today defeat had touched my dreams truth as i had always known it to be writhed torn and begged to breathe   demons came raging from hidden caves demolishing my faith, denouncing my dawn mortal wound crushed my land as it lay twined in my ambushed heart   then a sound came near from far away so far it exceeds all my reach and yet it was here, carried on another sound whose decibel…

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Rambles, Rhymes and Tales

Buddha & Friends

A poem by our guest writer Lalita Arya …………………………………………………………   I went a-walking, casually strolling  in the busy market place, there were roaming cows, munching goats & stray dogs. The open-air stalls were filled with colorful handbags, real & costume jewelry carved wooden images of two Krishnas absorbed in their fluid notes of flutes that Nataraj kept dancing on.  The Buddha didn’t hear a thing as he was fast asleep  in his meditative state. They were all outside the shop…

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indi

the queue

you are green bamboo forests bending in the evening as i fear its creatures and shiver to its call you are the wide surging river, sand banks ever stretching the long bridge crosses and takes me to the other side you are the three cornered toy in moghalserai station and the sound of a coal engine screaming in the night you are the twisting grey road up the steepening mountain rhododendrons fiery by its side, my breath held tight you…

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indi

to buy some nagra: a rhyme about the taj

dilli to agra to buy some nagra mini kitsch taj, it’s my raj   marble so white, gems in flight you know shah jahan? that poor ol’ man through the round glass, staring alas the floor is hot, the walls touch not   dilli to agra to buy some nagra purple velvet bag, sequinned brag   just stand there, breathe if you dare come, let’s go! catch a queen and her beau but he cut off their thumbs! really? who…

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