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Hated by a shadow - A curious poem

2010-12-15T11:52:00.000-08:00

You shouldn’t be what they say – A stranger, loner or just any weird face. Because if you are any of the three;The existing world can become a very strange placeThen you shall find it difficult to survive and soon you will numbered, robbed from receiving any high five’s. “….You wouldn’t possibly want that to happen?” In most cases, whatever you may losewill only cause your confidence to dampen

Enter Ten Meant - Gawd Awful Curious Poetry 2

2010-10-27T08:48:00.000-07:00

These pages in my hand Keep slipping by. Not because they wanted to, Nor because, they don’t like me reading them. But because I am sitting besides of a table fan. The blades of it rotate The roundness of its face - flat. Stares back, time after time ..just in case As if to check, to make sure you moved or even slightly shifted. to the extent, 'did-it already

Amusement - A Curious Poem Without A Verb

2010-09-04T10:18:00.000-07:00

What if only for a day,You be my muse?I'll talk to you like those anchors does,..who blabbers about the latestnews. "Won't even stop! for a single's breath;'you take."Will it indeed seem fine? But,The depth's a little void! ...most affectionately - A tear in smile. Some, ones asketh;"looking pretty does you?"No answer! Ever say that. As they say,Care is a little too fake. Yeah! That’s like

Oceanic - Gawd Awful Curious Poetry

2010-09-01T11:16:00.000-07:00

Standing nowhere.I think it is the sand!Yellow, grainy and fined with care. In distance I seeA view of the watery body. 'I sink; it is the sea!You will call it virgin…There in it, you be is a nobody.The horizon oversees rising of the wavy sea.I am standing desperately close. The tide is pulling me.Backing a little to escape the reality, quickly!The cold waters catches my feet.Unfaithful sand

Tag - A curious poem

2010-06-27T10:21:00.000-07:00

I cannot write a love poemJust ask me; “how come. Why! Keep searching…or looking for the one answerI say. Those will be my words Of wisdom and frayNo love here! I know of certaintyJoy is what lies here and thereReasons abound, ‘I just don’t know why?’A being of caress Once told me, “’not togive reason when they are needed’,but only when subdued.” Do you think?The might me, will ever get downOn

In See Dent - A curious poem

2010-06-27T02:08:00.000-07:00

I get you out of my face I get you out of my words Take it! Once and for all “You have lost it. Indeed you did I waited so long You had nothing. Just tasted my patience In vain. No return; gave me small. By all the soulful hate. I can’t crave It’s your will. Force I can’t. Had I ever? No...I ever won’t! Decisions are, what is left. Certain choices are free For you to make. But let’s

In frame - A curious poem.

2010-06-24T12:32:00.000-07:00

Hey selfish! Is that you? Didn’t recognize…You appear totally new. Like what happenedto the old, you? Been ages now. And I thought I must have lost you.Couldn’t nobodyWill tell. About where you beAbout what you do.Wasn’t able to Hear Nothing any new,‘Yes selfish! …From you. How you been!Done something new?Must have Scared so many. By now.Back then, There were just very few. You ask me“how you

Deaf in it! - A differently curious poem

2010-06-05T12:19:00.003-07:00