samia's new poem

remind me
how i was
remind me
who i was

so self-assured


remind me
of my posture
remind me
of my voice
that mesmerised you


remind me
of the gentle words
that made you agree
to dance with me


remind me
of how i talked
of beauty
of music
of the lyrical
and of art


remind me
of myself
so ready
to embark

the journey
to discover further


remind me
how i needed you
even then

that's where my


downfall


did begin...


how i let myself slip
from my hands into yours


how i let my mind
waste
wither
rot
stupefy
slowly
kill me,
my serenity
calm water
birds in the sky
my joys

only one
that was left
you
and through you all


and i know
it's all my fault

and now i tread
the longer road
towards the road
i walked before
on my own
SAMIA SINGH

Des Profundis

past nightfall and midnight
i cast my hook, my BAIT
no phantom mouth comes to
eat my worm and die
i wait
LATE IS THE TIME
i sit, i'm lost,

sleep overtakes me and i keel over, mate
with its tentacles, foamy scaly blanks
in the depths of hell glows a were-light
each night, each sight
by weeds of indulgence
or forced abstinence it blights
waters plights
its troth with my words and fires
unwont-
i do not know where the path lies
i tire
till morn comes and i do wake and bathe
emerge finally at least not wan not pale
wake wretch each morn
the dawn does harbinger
some new thing good or ill for all the world
where nothing's certain there is hope of good
i understand why, now, He first made light.

another one by krittika and koshy

1. Sand - man2. Coal - hole3. Dust - viper4. Gurgle - gushes5. Granular - stone6. Echo - Floyd7. Cobble - Dick Whittington 8. Rare -entry9. Organic -structure10. Skin - trim11. Nature - human12. Water -piss13. Grain -paint14. Bare - breast
15. Nocturnal - bat16. Iridescent - light17. I -why?18. Greed -lust19. Asymmetry - power
Thank you so much!You're welcome
Krittika/Koshy

Aditi and.... alliteration

Alliteration – combined poem written by four people, namely Aditi, I , Allwyn and Solomon

artless airs
buried byres
catchy calls
darting deeps


uneasy understandings


eon eaters
yeah
yeah
now you're rolling
rolling
failed fixes
game goners

hushed hopes

invited insiders

gurgling gushes

jailed jams
keyed kellings
sorry keeled keenings
or keeled kennings

kissed keyholes

larders laid
yeah hehe
that's very poetic
married misunderstandings

haha

natty newts

mysterious muse

operatic o.p.d.s
yeah
I'm going through the entire alphabet
paid purses

optimistic opium


wow
cool
queer quims
lol
raided radios

queer qualms


hehe
screwed sails


racy requests

trading troubadours
underpants underfurnished
no
undefined undergrowth


lol

unsaid understanding

that's deep
but common
i want frivolous, frivolous is fun
not common but more like cliché
true
frivolous fun

frivolous fallacies

veering verisign
yeah
veritable vacuum

warped whims
that's better than verisign though verisign is weird hence interesting
warped whims is good

aditi lost the internet connection :(
xylophone xenophobia (allwyn)
yolk years
zen zenith (solomon)
full stop

Aashim - coming of age and comeuppance

You and me

A beginning
fast,
and unknown.

My eyes
shaded
I loathe
this
magical tree.

This spectacle
in
arid skies.

I lost
You.
I lost
You and me.

Hovering,
this craft
waits;
for glimpses
of hope.

Time perfects
this wander
Around you.
With you.
You drift,
I wallow.
Eyes prying.
you hide
while
i fly.
But still
I miss.
You and me.

just Us.

Fumbling and faltering
I reach
for that shade
I first fell under.

time to remember tagore's gitanjali

Where The Mind is Without Fear

WHERE the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
Rabindranath Tagore

mumbai

thinking about my homeland that i still love, india , mumbai
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Today at 2:44am Edit Note Delete
Every revelation is a revolution
no time to lose , no time to be personal[ edit delete ]posted 11/27/08
when significant things happen one has to set aside one's owm pettiness
history has escalated into moments that change things
the world was changed by 9/11
india has been changed by gandhi's death, the babri masjid demolition and now this mumbai attack
india is either going to be destabilised and broken up or it will go the hidutva way now unless we can raise enough voices to counter the change - sane voices that speak sense and hope for the future
i am proud to be an indian though i am no longer in india
i grieve for today's dead and for the injured and their loved ones
they are my brothers and sisters
i am proud to assert again that there are many in india in all its religions who are not fanatic or fundamentalist or violent and with these i take my stand
with the many here who honourjesus, buddha, gandhi, martin luther king jr and the other pacifists who made a difference to the world
i do not see any other way forward
violence is no answer except for self defence
justice is the answer, not death sentences
we will fight
we won't give up our hopes and love for our land,
every inch of which we treasure
may a new dawn break over the india i dreamed of as the india of the future
may tagore's poem still come true
long live india
victory to india