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Àŧùl Jun 2013
There they threaten the theologians,
Broadly breaking buoyant blueprints,
Here how humorously humongous,
Under upmarket upholstery undone,
Scaring supermarket's shopkeepers,
Zealously zooming zestfully zapping,
Its importantly impossible irreligious,
Around aroused automatic aromatic,
Giving goodness getaway goosebumps,
Cheekily chronologically caring cans,
Ergonomically exacting expenditure,
Madness making missionary mission,
Naughtily naked nonsense newspapers,
Xylophone's xylophonetic xylems' xyla,
Young-young youthful Yankees yankin,
Gladiators gladly going Godless givers,
Windows woefully wishing weddings,
Peacefully palpitating peeping people,
Fruitfully fitting fabulous framework,
Doubtlessly doubt doubtfully dubious,
Jacking Jillian's jackets jammy jokers,
Kids' kidneys kleptomaniacly kindling,
Ergonomically economically earliest,
Institutionalized Indian instinctively,
Jacking Jill's jolly junkies javelinas,
Victorious Victorians visiting visas,
Loveliest lonely lovebirds lost lives,
Obnoxiously overrule omnipotence.
Just a product of my idle brainstorming.
My HP Poem #321
©Atul Kaushal
Hoa Luu Jun 27
On top, looking down
the world seems so small.
It found what was lost.
In front of the eye
the tears that fog
the lens peers blurry.
Too fast, for eyes to move
with waves that crash
on uneven rock.
Sprouting leers
at a forgotten past,
as dreams collide
of pillows caress,
downing noise
sitting with silence.
In awe fore sight
be sound afar.
A thimble afloat
feats by flights path.
Traught xyla terah
down left behind, yet
aswirl in chaos,
atlas the world has noise.
When why the worth
of price appear so near?

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