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Poetry ArticlesA lot of our readers love to read poetry articles. Poem writing is a great venue to release pent up emotions, to make use of one’s creative imagination, to earn a living, and others. 
THE GOODBYEA marble calm under the shaky gaze
was parsing the human pain. I would
lift the calculated grief from folded earth. AWARENESSA fragile pistillum sways to conceal
the sperms in pestle. Unilaterally fired salvos
were increasing. After the dig, bodies in the
debris were popping up daily. ARTFUL PINCERSA terror of alikeness looms
like stricken birds, incenerated in split seconds.
You smell the burning flesh in an air blitz.
Nearing endgame a conceptual hate
is jettisioned in sky. You start collecting
the fragments of life. A TUMULTUOUS WELCOMEPredicament of deficit bombs. Motivated artillary.
It is incursion of sterling thieving, of sisyphean
pain. The plaques were becoming honorable.
The spoon bills landing on dry lake. A TUMULTUOUS WELCOMEPredicament of deficit bombs. Motivated artillary.
It is incursion of sterling thieving, of sisyphean
pain. The plaques were becoming honorable.
The spoon bills landing on dry lake. A TUMULTUOUS WELCOMEPredicament of deficit bombs. Motivated artillary.
It is incursion of sterling thieving, of sisyphean
pain. The plaques were becoming honorable.
The spoon bills landing on dry lake. THE FROSTto release the hostages of unknown fears.
The menacing fog was towering over statements.
Everything was turning into coal and the smoke
was streaming from the oasis. SHELLING UNCOUNTEDattitude. The creepers were trapped
in the impatient blind-catchers.Unforgettable
waiting for the flamed silence was from
night till dawn. The sun will peep discreetly. A SICK UNCERTAINTYThe terror burns the bed. You don’t get a wink
of sleep. Between bubble and sky, wrapped up
afterlife aches. You wear the blindness, then slide
in grey fog. The hypocrisy and violence will wolk
side by side. PRIZEFIGHTDown rushing
stillness croons.
Someone is going to outwit the night. ENUNCIATIONgeyser basins, mutated restraint. The crow
was taking a bath in milk, to show that
it has no venom. Or rather no controversy MY TABOOIn the night, wisteria
emanates a hungry cry.
Though wind had announced
sun has not kept the promise. MEDALS AND AWARDSTonight a visual poem will come alive
on a dirty screen of life.
Words were written like mercy
on the hands. CROSSINGam not getting the signals of fire, sparks
or flames. Only smoke on the mirror. It was
becoming a murder, discarding the clay, terracotta,
color in Indian summer. A sensuous dance
begins, on the mobiles. The portfolio contains the
numbers of streets for total annihilation so
the visual footprints will disappear. The mathematical
progress of genes halts. Million fingers will
write history of wailing waves, frightened BLUE SKYThe naked darkness will nurse
the roses to rest on the barrel
of a gun. Civil war will start any day.
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