I have no such handicapped child
But a young poet
17 years kid
In UK
Is dumb
And
Can’t walk at all
But her poetic ability
Surpasses many
So i tried to inject positivity in her
And i am happy to say
I succeeded
And
Then she read
Every one of my poems
And
Made a sweet poem
In each one
For me
An adorable she

God may help her too
I pray daily tis true

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I love starring at the world with her
tasting the air
listening to the stars
her keen eyed observations
when talking of life

and then I look upon her
and I am lost
in another world
more beautiful than the first
with more foreverness in a simple glance
than all of history itself

but, of course, I will not confess this
I will not bore her with the obvious

Poetic creation!

I love twins
And
I love to
Procreate much more
As quintuplicate
In poems
Birthing
I conjure

Perhaps!
Perhaps
Nobel
Wanted to dynamite
The mountains to till
But we humans
Dynamite
To kill

Glad you read my poem
Which time
Had so stilled

Since long
Twas perhaps
Gods will.

Please also do read
My poem on
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silhouettes reveal
much
not enough

two people
in shadow
each filtering the other

posture
neglected
in dark's forgetfulness

hunching
hiding what?
what can't be seen

a peripheral glow
softens
the edginess

sunlight
spoils
the image

the lighting
is not for
seeing

the objective
is
art

I Always Wonder

Why we all wander
As you to now wonder
I must certainly
Have to ponder,
No wonder
Religion and Science
Go hand in hand
Then twas

Imagination

With only religion,

Now with addition of inventions
Scientific intervention
It’s a matter for consideration
We can't live on bread alone,
As now is an era of

Perception

In which we all roam.

I am listening to some hard bop
the music is complex
therefore, interesting
but, ultimately tiresome
this is the nature of complexity
is this why we search
so diligently for the simple?
complexity is easy to hide in
disguising lack
found everywhere
common and familiar
and as rarity creates value,
we mine this complexity for
small kernels, grains;
a simple phrase
a melody to embrace.
in the same fashion
we seek from life's complexity
a smile, a giggle,
a hug

Passer By!

Have you not read my poem?
Summary Disposal
For all your comments
Young child!

Only a person
Who has felt
And
Has seen emotion
Can write poetry
Off the cuff
As I do
I hope you know that too

Carry on writing poetry my child
Some day you will remember me
For showing light in the hours of darkness
But take care
I can be but of limited help
To thee
As the whole of humanity
Belongs to me

I Can Clearly See!
The darkness of the dead bastards,
Wrought on a parentless girl,
Virgin rascals sought
By the grace of God,
You are still a virgin,
The sin done
When very young,
Was no sin?
Lest you take it to heart
I wish you don't,

You are a woman of substance,
Many would want
As the winters of sorrow pass away,
Some one,
Lover real one
May come your way

Religion, Science and God!

We all are entitled to our views,
Though evolution,
As a part of science can't be overruled,
It is as much essential
To keep integrated
And
As human beings,
We all can't do away
With God nor Religion
Nor do I want to be isolated
I respect all religions equally,
So no one can call me
An atheist nor irreligious,
Nor only scientific
A juggler of
Science and religion
Perhaps I may be.