O Specialist! Universe’s Pissed


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O Specialist! Universe’s Pissed

Look up in the sky

Tilt your head in the direction of clouds

Reign of the sun frowned upon stars

Broke into the environ to give the scars

*

Ring the bell, hit the drum roll

Let your happiness turn into darkness

O layman! O human!

While you die, celebrate the joy of Beethoven

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You thought you were so clever

When you created the artificial rose

It hails your name around the world

The beauty, you described, frantically twirled

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So dream out loud, let your tech-ego excel

While mugging the nature for development cry

O inhalers! O breathers!

Let your mortal body crush into the squeezers.

The Supermarket News


The Supermarket News

It was the highlight of the crime time

Broadcasted all over the news

Misplaced lie and terrible fantasy

Are all they had in their ruins

*

But this spicy story

Heightened their reputation in the market

Breaking all the historical record

With repetitive experts’ reviews and target

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“Human, human, human

Who would always be true to demanded character

Could be charming and obedient

Buy with up to 50 percent sale and cash back offer”

The 10th poem of this month for NaPoWriMo challenge. Do you think it’s reality of today’s world? Tell me on a comment section.

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Satan’s Customer Care


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Is your blood getting violet and darker,

Or are you hallucinating about the nightingale?

No hurry to answer, take your time;

Your life is anyway boring and mundane!

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Beware! do not talk about God,

We are not so popular among them!

Keep your voice as loud as you can,

Screaming and scaring are our proud traits!

*

Oh, forgot to tell you

That we have Anti-God syrup;

If suffering from God’s law of nature

Use it with demonic water after stirring up;

*

You seem so silent, worried?

I assure this conversation is volatile

And if someone knows about it

We demons are always available at 666; just dial!

This is the 8th poem of NaPoWriMo 2016 Challenge. How did you feel by just reading the title or full poem? Tell me in a comment section.

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Oh Snap, Not The World War Again!


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A flying coin

Raced toward the red door

Inside the periphery of

So called white pigeon world;

*

That sappy argument started,

As always, from a dubious rumour,

Inching heavier and heavier to fussing fight

Of a decade long episode for an unhopeful warrior!

*

It was a hint of tinkling bell of dystopia,

Pacify the mourn on the human evolution;

The coin hit the floor, amazing silence indeed,

Again it versified another chapter on future demolition!

This is 6th entry on the 6th day of NaPoWriMo 2016 Challenge. Do you really think the world is prone to ultimate and that also on some silly non-sense? Share your thought about it and how the reading experience of this poem was! Comment section is just right below.

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Nightmare Of A Summer Painter!


Nightmare Of A Summer Painter
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Nightmare Of A Summer Painter!

He was afraid

The pitch was going to be drained

Where time became irrelevant,

Vision had lost its lifetime fuel,

Lyrics of the prime song became insignificant

Bounded by explicit or maybe, implicit rule

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The summer painter wondered all night

Thinking about the winter road,

Discoloring the substantial amount of ride

Just to sleep in the dream store

What to catch, where to hide

Struggling with overflow of ideas at the universe core!

Life Is Poetry!


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Life Is Poetry

On an empty street

A rainbow umbrella,

And I wore a red Pajama;

Sure, the day is kind of rainy

Indeed, Life is Poetry!

From the shelves of Poetry Jukebox.

Rain, O Rain!


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Rain, O Rain!

Rain, O Rain!

Take a dip – deep blow

Why aren’t you happy?

Like the ocean waves

Flaunting on the tale of the shore,

It seems you are angry

Can’t you see how much I’ve adored you!

Rain, O Rain!

Take a sip – deep blow

Why aren’t you here with me?

Like the million water drops

Galloping on the wind’s call,

It seems you’ve decided to leave

Can’t you see how much I’ve missed you!

Rain, O Rain!

Take a hint – spell snow