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Life that Demands to be Noticed: July 2015
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Life that Demands to be Noticed. Wednesday, July 29, 2015. Switching off the power. We've all thought of how. It would be better. If life just ended. And we've all wondered. What the best way would be. To switch off the switch. That keeps the power flowing through. But something stops us. Tells us to give it more time. So we drift through life. Hoping we can make up our minds. And let the darkness flow through us. Rob us of life. But also of pain. But we aren't all the same flowers. Some are easy to crush.
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Life that Demands to be Noticed: For you on a rainy day
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Life that Demands to be Noticed. Wednesday, August 5, 2015. For you on a rainy day. 8220;Today is the first of August. It is hot, steamy and wet. It is raining. I am tempted to write a poem. But I remember what it said on one rejection slip: After a heavy rainfall, poems titled RAIN pour in from across the nation.”. Do you see the fairies. Will get their fair share. The fifth of August. Will be for you. Is like missing a memory. Is like missing a book. Is like finding a voice familiar. And it left me wit...
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Life that Demands to be Noticed: Thousand-petalled flowers
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Life that Demands to be Noticed. Monday, July 20, 2015. Fairies swayed with the soft night breeze. As fireflies exploded against dark skies. Life blossomed and wilted away. A thousand petals, a thousand lives. Sandalwood filled the air. Starting journey of sansara. And silence was hidden beneath. Verses of long ago. Sutra, the first. As the night darkened, more joined the crowds. Queens of the night. Donning white instead of color. And there were parrots. Children ran, legs exposed. Lost in the night.
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Life that Demands to be Noticed: March 2015
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Life that Demands to be Noticed. Sunday, March 29, 2015. I'm not a real Sri Lankan because. Cricket doesn't excite or interest me. I can't eat spicy food. I avoid public transport as much as possible. I'm not a real reader because. I haven't read Harry Potter. Or Lord of the Rings. Or any of the classics. I don't write real poems becuase. What I write doesn't rhyme. I don't know/use any 'big words'. I don't read or understand many poems. I'm not a real girl becuase. I can't wear heels (not that I want to).
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Life that Demands to be Noticed: Traveling the worlds
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Life that Demands to be Noticed. Saturday, August 15, 2015. She missed her stop. To hot, red hells. Fell on her pale skin. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My life is a public blog. All you need to know about me can be found online. View my complete profile. Rest of my life. Cause Pigs can Fly. Mirror, mirror, on the wall. There were dark clouds gatheringIn her twisted min. For you on a rainy day. Awesome Inc. template. Powered by Blogger.
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Life that Demands to be Noticed: May 2015
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Life that Demands to be Noticed. Sunday, May 31, 2015. You are within reach. And my arm aches. My body yearns for you. But I have to tell myself. You are no longer. Thursday, May 28, 2015. A post about concrete poems was put up on the Facebook group, A Poet's Toolbox. I wanted to give it a shot, despite not being good with drawing on a book or a computer. The poems aren't good either, but this was just to see how a poem can be given a shape to further emphasize it's content. Monday, May 25, 2015. Nor is ...
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Life that Demands to be Noticed: Pesticide against emotion
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Life that Demands to be Noticed. Sunday, July 12, 2015. Weeds grew in her heart. Breathed in for them. Weeds grew in her heart. Weeds grew in her heart. Giving her all they could. Taking more than she could give. Weeds grew in her heart. So when love passed by. The weeds howled and cried. And scared it away. Weeds grew in her heart. And when life abandoned her. With a garland of weeds. Lit fire to themselves. Weeds grew in her heart. And when the fires spread. Squeezed the life out of her. Rest of my life.
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Life that Demands to be Noticed: November 2014
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Life that Demands to be Noticed. Sunday, November 30, 2014. She wished she was a. So that she could be. Folded a thousand times. And turn into a. From this paper town. Friday, November 28, 2014. Thursday, November 27, 2014. She cried herself to sleep. She cried herself to sleep that night. Because everything she touched. And she was a mere reflection. Of what she used to be. And she feared her fears. Would get the better of her. She cried herself to sleep that night. Because the stove was out of gas.
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Life that Demands to be Noticed: January 2015
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Life that Demands to be Noticed. Friday, January 30, 2015. Less than a day. And go back to. Less than a day. I had for lunch. Less than a week. Articles will be published. Less than a month. To be the best I would find. More than a finite number. Of days, weeks, months or years. I hold close to me. So time is not just. The speed of the arms of a clock. Or the movement of the Earth. But the ability of. And I need more. Monday, January 26, 2015. Needed: lover of words. I can share poems with. Painted tear-...
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Life that Demands to be Noticed: June 2015
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Life that Demands to be Noticed. Tuesday, June 30, 2015. She loved another woman. But they told her it was wrong. So she left her love behind. Even though it broke her heart. They questioned her solitude. Life can't be lived alone, they said. So she gave herself to a man they chose. And wedding bells chimed. She believed in no god. And they said she was a sinner. So she believed in fiction. To escape their prison. And in the end. She was somebody else. But they didn't mind the deception. Just so you know.
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