A Missing Report of The Beast


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Picture Credit: Peintures Surréalistes de Cyril Rolando

A Missing Report of The Beast

I’ve lost the beast
When I was busy
Embracing the sinister
In this lovely city.
Perhaps, he felt ignored
By my unsettling excitement
for the newfound curiosity
*
Honestly,
It was not exactly my fault.
The city was rumbling
With tons of devious plots
Some cynical characters
And lots of werewolves around
Who always lift the flags of
Religions
Casts
Creeds
Racism
Assassins
Political agendas and gains
Breaking news normalisation
Shrewd mindsets
Bigotry approach
And preposterous joke
*
The introduction of
Surprising elements every minute
Hooked my I-want-to-be-included mind.
But after a million years,
I eventually felt empty and pathetic
And got bored and tired
*
Now, when I looked back
He already had left my turf.
I searched everywhere
The unlimited sky and the blazing hum.
But dare, I could find him!
I miss his cunning laugh
and the rant about his cult.
There could be one place I must look,
He might be sleeping in my crooked heart.

The 24th poem on the 26th day in the series of NaPoWriMo 2018 challenge. Let the inner beast beat you for once.

The song of the day is Skyfall sung by Adele.

What do you think the world is turning into? Let me know in the comment section.

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Sleep: An Unusual Haiku


I must sleep

So what I’m drunk

Need to cover 28 years of sleep depravity.

A Haiku for the 23rd of Poetry Month challenge.

If you have any opinions please say it in the comment section.

Ciao!

3 AM: Poetry Recitation Video


The 22nd poetry of National Poetry Writing Month 2018 challenge. This is for all Nocturnals or night owls.

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3 AM


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Picture Credit: Fiveprime

Nocturnal’s 3 AM

Often, at three in the morning,

The norm of the silence

Takes over my panicky mind

Like the adrenaline

Rushes through the superlative thoughts

And lands straight to the ultimate desire

*

I would do anything,

Talk for hours,

Listen to the Bahamas,

Sleep during the shower,

Touch myself without feeling guilty,

Hush or shush my inside crier!

*

You would draw contours and conclude, “Happiness?”

I would retort, “What’s that, Hmmm?”

The miracle of felicity scents in striving.

Let this just be a struggle and keep mum!

Then the dawn emanates the horrendous scream of the world

Now I would sleep, my friend, until you come!

The 22nd poem on the 24th day in the series of NaPoWriMo 2018 challenge.

The song of the day is Sooha Saha from a Hindi film Highway.

Are you nocturnal? If yes, then you might have related to what I explained in the morning. Let me know in the comment section what do you do at 3 AM if you are awake.

Gulup Gulup Up: Poetry Recitation Video


Did I put my sunglasses on?

Here’s the video of my 21st poem under National/Global Poetry Writing Month challenge. I started playing characters. Let’s see how you guys like it.

The poetry is originally published on my blog: https://wp.me/p4uIVQ-o5

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Gulup Gulup Up


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Picture Credit: The surreal Dreamer Duality by Ragon Alvarez Fine Art America

Gulup Gulup (Bring Yourself) Up!

O dubious!

What’s with the strained forehead?

The power stars have agreed to your terms

No more totems, no more synecdoche.

The sky is your oyster,

Now, break the fences for the bigger trade!

*

A usual or unusual,

Conundrums will always have the tendency

To drop off-hand

You may fall

Or, you shall fall

But the measure of your courage must stand tall!

*

The grand Pluto is not your destination;

It’s beyond this galaxy,

Perhaps, to the other side of the universe!

So, you might need to reconsider

Your path of trajectory

O Dubious!

Do breathe

As the inevitable is bound to befall in your verse!

The 21st poem on the 23rd day in the series of NaPoWriMo 2018 challenge.

The song of the day is Don’t Stop (Color on the walls) by Foster the People.

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A Template to See Beyond Words: Poetry Recitation Video


Check out the video of my 20th poem under National Poetry Writing Month 2018 challenge.

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