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Love makes the bittersweet
And love makes the king slave
And love makes the dead alive
So make me your prisoner
In the prison of your palms
And in the end, I will get free,

Encircle my cheeks
With your palms so perfectly
leaving a small window
Through which I will see
The sky in your eyes

Lock the gates of your hand
With million locks
And when you are dissolved in me
Then you desire to free me
In that moment of freedom
I will give you a kiss on each key

That freedom will bind me
In your earnest soul
Thinking why I was away from you
For such a long time
And now never to go away
From this sour-sweet mixture!

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

Yesterday
In pain
My sister danced
And my mother laughed
But I was crying...

دیروز
در درد
خواهرم می رقصید
و مادرم می خندید
...اما من گریه می کردم

The smell of your hair
Left on my hand
Colorful;
And after your soil,
I have no meaning
The long white tuberose stems...

بوی موهایت
مانده به روی دستم
...رنگی
و بعد از خاک ات
من معنا ندارم
...ساقه های سپید بلند مریم

Jealousy elopes my heart
And pains of love grows like plant
I wish you **** my twin breast
So I hive wax of honey into your mind-nest

For I am thirsty of love
Since I fall for you in secret love
My eyes hope to drink your cup
So I fly so high like dove swooning in a cusp

Spreading my wings in your arms
For in the nursery of flowers farm
My preserve dignity I shall offer you in charms
Promise me you shall come to pay the alms

So the thirst of love be quenched
I want to drink from you to be satisfied
From the well of your manhood
Where your reflection mirrored in my womb

In this I laid in soil tomb
Without regret but to aplomb
The cup you give me
As my soul rest in forever

Written by
Martin Ijir

my lips
are kissing
a cow...

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Tides change rising waves
shades of water and sky
you beach sand and me

~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

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now we should start fresh
my bones are weak, hard is flesh
the fragrance was gone and no sensual flesh
nothing like my youth is crispy and fresh
my soul is right but all is wrong with flesh
if you don't commit sin to my flesh, them i.m pretty fresh

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

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my poems speak the truth
they are gold and do not glitter

my words are mechanics and fitter
cleans the room of heart and clear the litter

some are short as a diamond, some are long as an arrow
but they all make my readers independent and not to borrow

but in this world are living good and bad people from all the races
they try to catch the fishes and never misses to crush the marrow

some **** the birds to eat but some loves the sparrow
some destroy the crops but some plants the seed in the furrow

So an arrow should be in accordance to strike from the bow
we need everything in life, so keep an eye on grass and the cow

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

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While going you ask me, May I go
Now you tell me, What should I reply?
Seeing you going, I feel as the fire of
My own lamp is burning my home, I'm shocked.

Some may recite a sad song or play on flute
But now my own mind does not belong to body
As your spirit do not own your body, but
Wasting water on a withered plant in backyard

Just think the loneliness of the deserted journey
No partner in another way in the hot sand of weeds
There is no noise, but it is very difficult for the bird to fly
That a sun can hide in the sun in the burning sky

Life is not the same when you see the mirror alone
The veil lifts and you go away with the fast breeze
and the flesh of the young fruits prompt to the breast
Now you do not even support yourself to as water in palm

I know many stories and tales of Laila Majnoo, Heer Raanjha
But, when dude is in the aspect, so, where to find the moon
I wanted to swim with you in an ocean of unlimited abundance
Not swimming in swimming pool, what is kept in river or ponds

Have you thought anything about your better half before going
It seems as you have deprived me of my light.lamp and oil of life

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

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Today,,,I am as fresh as yesterday
My black hair has a thread of gray

Ten Commandments right in what they say
Love and kisses to all without any doubt or betray

Plant Roses or myrtle tree regularly not only in May
Open your heart to all seasons with Golden Ray

Touch my heart where your finger lay
And Listen to the sweet bells over the bay !

My black hair has a thread of Gray
But, Today, I am as fresh as yesterday

When sea grows stormy, Long prayers , I say ,
Asking for those gifts again my Lord gave yesterday

I dare not move my dim eyes any way
My Lord is in the fields, on the seas, in the winds at play,

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

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Let me inhale
the scent of your breath
let my hands
seed the curves of the furrow
opening a window for sky and earth
holding me back for nothing

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

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With so great ease, You wake me up
To fill my inner and outer empty space
All rooms, kitchen, pots, plate and cup
with kind shining face and special grace

As a baby, mind loves sacred fire
As father's heart with proud desire
As the world glimmers on her neck
As armed beauty of wisdom check

You have Never been a stranger
Living within me ecstatic manager
Myself always found divine nectar
Hunger delights under your shelter

I Listen to your godly jubilant voice
Clouds hide the moon a nature choice
In the lake of soul, stars shine reflect
Trust Light, The sky is without defect

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

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Time and condition
changes whit sun
Seekers learn
To wear coat of future
Finds reasons to smile

So speaks golden voice
Explore the tug of unseen
On visible fabric of days
Kissing a future space
Smelling
Exotic scent of lucid painting
Floating on sea of the desires

Dramatic moments
Tattooed butterflies
Hazel silhouette
Autumn touching winter
Crossing Incandescent lines

Poet knows
From winter to spring to summer to autumn
All answers come in present
From future to pay the past

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

Don't love me
Please don't love me
I flirt in words from my soul
and don't want to hurt you

For heaven sake I am just
A sculptor of words
Facing my pregnancy alone
Soon I die in forlorn

For I soul deserved
and don't want you to be
Widowed for my name sake
Please don't love me please don't love me

For emotions and passions
Feel your dying heart
In this my heart bears a life
Wherewithal I love you like

A pear fruit, wearing jealousy
For pomegranates my muse
So entice as it grants me hope

That Jasmine and roses forbade
Orchid scents cloak in my soul
And irises of lotus promise me riches
And I am just an ordinary poet

Please don't love please don't love me
My soul incline a time uneven
If truly you love me then a sign from heaven
My soul won't decline

Only to love you back as I flirt
With words from my soul to your soul
Please love me for the sake of love
In this I die with unflirting words

Written by
Martin Ijir

And your glance,
Was the aroma of an orange tree...
That used to turn my body green;
When I'm seeing you,
Spring grows in me...

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It might seem strange to you
But I didn't just change
I grew with time
in your best company

your words have a deep vocabulary
and each sentence is a complete story
and you taught me a poem of nature

Everything on Earth is temporary like dew on the Lotus
so I never feel the lust of comfort
but do drop like a dew in a pond to stir the still water of the Pond''

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

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In all unknown places,
I just opened my heart
To let the world enter
Ploughed it far and wide,
Letting behind deep furrows

No one could see
My heart furrows crying
I waited for healing season
And its gates opened soon

Travelers began pilgrimage
To temple of my Crops,
They picked wheat harvest
In the middle of my youth

I chose not to rust
The flour from dust
Baked it in my heart oven
Shared it to every hungry one

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

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Butterfly kisses
me
on
sunny day
but thirst, you
bring is unquenchable

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

an eternal memory by the sea shore
imprinted footsteps with tenderness
portrait portrait portrait
unforgettable momentum

Jean C Bertrand

so sad
that love
torn our
world apart
causing
whirlwind
that makes
our heart
fuse as one

Written by
Martin Ijir

home from the war
the phantom arm reaches
for lilacs

Written by
Earl Keener

macabre of hope resides at one's eyes
as one's body buried in the rough sands of sea
the water of life cleanse my carnal bones
as estranged moments of dust shroud my flesh
alleluia hymns, sound with brightening candle lights
as i kneel at altar of the divine
roots of enigma my tongue praises the footstool of God
the earth is an offal and heaven is a ravenous beast
that feeds upon the earth
sparks of lightening glows like a gossamer winged with dragonfly
gory air of tussling between forces reign
dragging for my soul possession
terrified by the foolishness of peaceful ether
the soul id the window of one's eyes
it's the hope that lights one dark body
by this force, immortality cloves one's flesh
in other to reside with one i choose forever

Written by
Martin Ijir

We're passing
Passing through the long narrow roads
Together
Like a skirt with odorless tulips
On a bike
You are pedaling
My chin closed to your shoulders
I want to yell in your ear
I don't like my childhood
But you
The marry go round 's still
rounding in your eyes
Like the memory of the grilled maize
Hot and sweet
I turn
my back leaning on yours
Looking at the sky
The sun loosing its light on each tree one by one
And I ask :
The grandma hasn't told any
stories for a long time, has she ?
-no answer heard-
And you keep on pedaling
And I
Always suffering from the pain of ******
Send my regards to the crows
and tell them that the scarecrows
are not alone they just play roles
My doll has been sleeping since
the last time I heard my voice
-Lullabies matched with her dancing-
Say more
I'm happy
cos I put my head on the pillow
smelling my odor at night
-I'm happy-



می گذریم
با هم می گذریم
از جاده هایی باریک و بلند
چون دامنی که نقش لاله های بی عطر و بو را دارد
بر چرخی نشسته ایم
تو پا می زدی
چانه ام به شانه هایت نزدیک است
می خواهم در گوشت فریاد بزنم
کودکی هایم را دوست ندارم
ولی تو
هنوز در چشمانت
چرخ و فلک می چرخد
چون خاطره ی بلال ها
...داغ و شیرین
برمی گردم
در حالی که پشتم به تو تکیه داده است
به آسمان نگاه می کنم
خورشید
تک به تک
از درختان جا می افتد
)) : و سؤال می کنم
مدتیست که دیگر مادربزرگ قصه نمی گوید !!؟
هان !؟
-پاسخی نشنیدم-
تو به راهت ادامه می دهی و
من
همیشه از درد پریود رنج می بردم
از قول من
به کلاغان سلام برسان
و به آن ها بگو
مترسک ها تنها نیستند
خوب نقش بازی می کنند
از آخرین باری که صدایم را شنیدم
عروسکم به خواب می رفت
-لالایی هایی که با رقصیدنش کوک شده بود-
و باز هم بگو
خوشحالم
وقتی شب ها موقع خواب
سرم را روی بالشتی می گذارم
که بوی مرا می دهد
-خوشحالم-

Pass it on
Let it be a legacy
When children laughed
Hearts gleaming in the garden
The leaves dancing with mirth
Tears turning into smile soften the pain
O my goodly maestro
I have been by the shore
Silently inhaling the salted blue
Holding my flute with grandeur
Searching for a fine tune
Multiferious waves began to dance
Pass it on
Arrogance of the wind
Killing the breeze
Will there be a legacy
Will the birds sing
Will the leaves dance
O heaven moon
Trembling eyes
In the wilderness

Written by
Jean C Bertrand

daybreak
vanishing dream
new stage...

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley

Sitting under the tree
Talking to the whispers of the wind
Under the tree of calmness
The temple of godly land
Closing my eyes feeling ecstasy
As i heard a whistling whiskey
Bottling voice of drunkard in the garden
The sacred divine peaceful breeze in doom
Poisonous irreligious thoughts
A blanket speech
Polluted the ocean
Smoking sealing lips
Ocean birds can not fly
In the wilderness

Written by
Jean C Bertrand

Naked at the back
My sister didn't know how to
dance ballet
***** passing through the small yellows
reminding me of the greenness of the park
glittering in my eyes
Will I loose my dreams ?
It's not delightful
Not delightful as the sliding from a slide
With no grass
Your hair used to be blonde
I don't laugh
My sister didn't know how to dance ballet
Forgive me mum
I've lost my drawing book...
Colored pencils cannot be painted
My hair was not blonde
My doll never has eyes

...از پشت لباسی ندارد
خواهرم بلد نبود باله برقصد
سبزی پارک را به خاطرم می اندازند
وقتی توپ ها
از زردی های کوچک می گذرند
در چشمانم می درخشند
خواب هایم را گم خواهم کرد!؟
لذت پایین آمدن
از سرسره ها را نمی دهد
چمن ندارد
موهایت روشن بود
من نمی خندم
خواهرم بلد نبود باله برقصد
مامان
منو ببخش
دفتر نقاشی ام را
...گم کردم
مداد رنگی ها رنگ نمی شوند
موهایم روشن نبود
...عروسک من که هیچوقت چشم نداشت

origami...
within each fold
a memory

Written by
Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy

I dug my grave
And my pen is the right coffin
to give my soul immortality
for I am divine

Written by
Martin Ijir

so I try
to dodge time
as time has fail me
rather I sleep not
in other to be one
with day, forgetting
Hectic days brings
insomnia
as my chores end up
to fail time

Written by
Martin Ijir

a raven crow
cry its tears
break a tomb
Corpse gets
their way out
the sky shine still
as the loose cemetery
******* misery
mourners join the tomb
in black as the raven crow
weep without solace

Written by
Martin Ijir

no life without pain
a world pained by suffering
seasons come and go

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley

Words flare my eyes
My eyes stare at you
Rising above like steam
You're the one I dream of

Written by
Martin Ijir

...دامن دخترش بود

That skirt was for her daughter...

Swim like bird in the sky
Lie on earth of water
Smile as Sun in the sky
Eat the cloud dust
And gain undying breathe

Written by
Martin Ijir

Season curves your lips
In endless beauty your face
Possesses, sky clouds
Alighting rains to pour in my heart

Written by
Martin Ijir

a blanket of dust
unfathomable casket
a goldless journey

Jean C Bertrand

Have you seen her
Butterfly
Have you seen her
Please don't cry
Have you seen her
In paradise
Have you seen her
River shed no tears
Have you seen her
Flashing in sky
Have you seen her
Angels don't lie
Have you seen her
O sweet butterfly
Full moon be delight
Honey sky in paradise
Words can not be explain
O butterfly kisses
Kisses kisses kisses
Kisses kisses kisses

by
Jean C Bertrand

Dangerous turn of the wind
Troubling the heart of the ocean
The time has flown conflict remains
Will the waves come down tonight

Eyes danced pitiless wind trembling flesh
Surfing in the sea gods of madness
MERCILESSNESS sea creatures
Loinfishes swimming in sin

Dancing with sea snakes
Misconception of the wind
Fearing the mountains heartbeat
Crocodiles dancing in the ocean

Underneath of the blue sky
Sacred mystery sea cheerfulness of the wind
No spring no summer darken momentum
The time has flown the conflict remains

Written by
Jean C Bertrand

Yesterday
A man who was carrying his belly and
Taking it everywhere he went
Bought my childhood
Father smirked
Mother went after the kettle's whistle
Till the cup's rim
Got used to the room's temperature
Today
The door was the shield
Against the attack of my book bag,
And behind that, my legs were dancing
The windows recognize
The exciting passionless kisses
Among clouds of chaos
Faster than any bicycles,
Leaving with trucks
Tomorrow
I would buy a newspaper
Searching for a name for myself

Written by
Keikavoos Yakideh

Easy-going and fun-loving angelic beauteous
Saintly descending from sky
Frozen my sadness with tenderness
Religious devoting kisses in silent night
Touching the deepest scars with sweet melody
Je t' adore mon amour
Encore Encore je t' aime je t' aime

Written by
Jean C Bertrand

The intertwined branches of the
woods are brown...
There is not a song in far away lands
The scarf has pain
Knitting veil from my hair
The trees are repetitive to me
I see a man, green
Having no woman next to him

شاخه هاشان در هم تنیده
...چوب ها قهوه ایست
دوردست ها آوازی ندارد
روسری درد می کشد
از موهایم حجاب می بافد
درختان برایم تکرار اند
من
مردی سبز را می بینم
...که زنی در کنارش ندارد

If the sun goes away with death
All the trees will be like me
Without sun
Without my lady...

Written by
Keikavoos Yakideh

wall of fog
built-up seclusion
illusion

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley

I've air in my lungs
Eyes in my socket
I can see the sunset
And i can buy a pie whenever i want...

THANK YOU GOD !


Joey Percival Ikechukwu

I remember that spring
That summer
I was asked for color
You have forgotten your gloves...

یادم می آمد
آن بهار را
آن تابستان را
از من می خواستند رنگ بزنم
...دستکش هایت یادت نبود

Oh my dear Lord
Your beautiful creation of the dandelions...
Oh my great God
Your beautiful creation of my heart...
Oh the beautiful dandelions
The owners of the blue sky
Ask God whether I can imagine
your dress carrying Jasmines !!!
I haven't told the sky how much I love you
but I've told God...


ای خدای من
...قاصدک ها را زیبا آفریدی
ای خدای بزرگ
...قلب من را زیبا آفریدی
ای قاصدک های زیبا
که آسمانی آبی دارید
به خدا بگویید
اشکالی ندارد
اگر فکر کنم
!!! پیراهن شما گل یاسمن دارد
من به آسمان نگفته بودم
شما را دوست دارم
...به خدا گفته بودم

In her waters
I drop words-ships...
And I travel with them

Written by
Antoaneta Pavlova