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Poem a Day…. Some home-brewed poetry and else. Dr Ajeet Kumar Mishra. Posted by Dr. Ajeet Kumar Mishra. Asymp; 1 Comment. Arrogant glory of the outlaw;. His flaked old truck still. Leaning on it, a straw he chewed upon. The gun is no use, no bullets anyways. It’s a different battle to fight. Its no war either, just memories;. And the not to be undone; his life,. He stares back at the innocence of a childhood. Secure in its mothers lap under its father’s roof. The child does not, accusing him of something.
The Outlaw | String of Words
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Poem a Day…. Some home-brewed poetry and else. Posted by Dr. Ajeet Kumar Mishra. Asymp; 1 Comment. Arrogant glory of the outlaw;. His flaked old truck still. Leaning on it, a straw he chewed upon. The gun is no use, no bullets anyways. It’s a different battle to fight. Its no war either, just memories;. And the not to be undone; his life,. He stares back at the innocence of a childhood. Secure in its mothers lap under its father’s roof. He drops his glance squeezing away his teardrop. Larr; Previous post.
and I AM ALMOST DEAD. | String of Words
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Poem a Day…. Some home-brewed poetry and else. And I AM ALMOST DEAD. Posted by Dr. Ajeet Kumar Mishra. Asymp; Leave a comment. Standing tall, oblivious to your own shade;. Ages pass by thee, age old feels, pass by thee. Holding your head still and high, almost proud;. Pride, is that your word? Have you heard of it, Love? Bearing fruits of passion and of patience. Year after year, those kids they throw pebbles,. Sweet your fruits, bitter your seeds. Enigma to the oblivion, no, not to me. Next post →.
The Border Town | String of Words
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Poem a Day…. Some home-brewed poetry and else. Posted by Dr. Ajeet Kumar Mishra. Asymp; Leave a comment. I carry this jute,. Riding on a rickshaw-. Pulled by this insignificant, laborer and a conquered man with no soul. He lives in the same country as me, his forefathers too did. But, he is dark with no education, culture or sense of politics. The land he ploughed kept shrinking, his spirit knows no wounds. I sit on this tripod of a vehicle dragged by his hunger. They ask me who I am? I hop-in and he sta...
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Territorial pissings | A M A L E K H
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Visuals. rants. ideas. consciousness. freedom. April 17, 2012 in Uncategorized. Comments feed for this article. April 18, 2012 at 8:07 am. Dr Ajeet Kumar Mishra. Here’s something about territory, nepalgunj, tharu and antagonism. April 18, 2012 at 8:07 am. Dr Ajeet Kumar Mishra. Http:/ poemmeagain.wordpress.com/2012/04/18/the-border-town/. May 3, 2012 at 10:49 am. April 9, 2013 at 11:39 am. April 13, 2013 at 5:29 am. November 21, 2013 at 9:42 am. Ur poem n u bouth good. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
war theme revisited | A M A L E K H
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Visuals. rants. ideas. consciousness. freedom. December 14, 2011 in Uncategorized. White bread and rice grains. Of neighbors and manufactured enemies. Are festive gifts to distract me with melodies. Which ask as much for my logic. As they plunder for my silence. Where is my sponsored war this morning? Or the subsidised tea? Whose leaves seem twisted with guilt. The way their amorous parents dig fingers through muddy hair. And pray for rain at nights. So, don’t tell them. Which part of their land you own.
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String of Words | Some home-brewed poetry and else
Poem a Day…. Some home-brewed poetry and else. Posted by Dr. Ajeet Kumar Mishra. Asymp; 1 Comment. Arrogant glory of the outlaw;. His flaked old truck still. Leaning on it, a straw he chewed upon. The gun is no use, no bullets anyways. It’s a different battle to fight. Its no war either, just memories;. And the not to be undone; his life,. He stares back at the innocence of a childhood. Secure in its mothers lap under its father’s roof. He drops his glance squeezing away his teardrop. And I AM ALMOST DEAD.
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After Prince's death, a pundit says that playing guitar was once "a white thing". Posted at 01:14 AM in Music. Obama at the Whipping Post. Based on an interview. Of President Obama by Chris Wallace on. Fox News Sunday,. April 10, 2016. Chris Wallace Who Is A White Man interrupts. The President Who Is A Black Man. To bark, What’s your point? The President Who Is A Black Man. Stoops, picks up his words off the floor. And tries them again, nicely. But. Wallace Who Is A White Man. President Who Is A Black Man.
