Stuck at the wrong side of the river
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 5/21/2013 7:52:33 AM
'I am stuck, on the wrong side of the river It has tall buildings made of expectations using concrete of emotions walls using boundaries of society closed windows escaping reality. The atmosphere on the other side changes the color of the sky and this alters me, And asks me to come its side I sit […]'
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Existence
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 5/12/2013 7:03:26 AM
'I live in a house where nothing belongs to me nothing screams my name Sometimes doors bear my entrance walls bear my eyes and windows keep me closed And, mostly I live between them To keep my existence. Filed under: Words Tagged: doors, existence, home, House, Life, Micropoetry, Night, Poem, Poetry, Windows'
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Story of the day
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 5/8/2013 1:30:58 PM
'Morning sleep is mostly in consciousness. He knows what is happening around, what his mother would do, what his plans are for day, how will things shape up and so many other things of love and so on. Today is no different and morning has started with his ritual of expecting sleep to extend for [...]'
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Dear love
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 5/7/2013 6:24:12 PM
'Dear Love, Tonight, I did not hesitate in writing to you. You would wonder why I would hesitate? But, I am amazed at myself that I have sat down writing to you without hesitation, against my decision. Forgive me if you don’t like my habit of clarifying which eventually leaves more questions than I can [...]'
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Mails
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 4/18/2013 5:22:45 AM
'In love, She wrote long mails Filled with wishes, Longing and hopes. She wrote her dreams, Her desires, Her promises, Wraped around life She waited for so long. He, the reader Opened her mails Read, Smiled, Shared her dreams Kept the desires aflame Everytime he met, But, Never replied her mails. Filed under: Words Tagged: [...]'
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Rain & roof
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 4/17/2013 6:00:04 PM
'His mood became became foul when lightening struck in clouds. It kept worsening, so his mood. Thunder harassed him, rain ran down his bare head down towards his feet, filling the streets. I sit inside my room, under a roof, trying to write a poem on beautiful rain. But, now I am wondering, will I [...]'
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This universe is not made for us
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 4/15/2013 4:56:40 PM
'This universe is not made for us We must travel to somewhere else, Where Stars are much more than A massive luminous sphere of plasma (held together by gravity) Who shine only due to thermonuclear fusion of hydrogen into helium in its core. We must travel somewhere else Where Moon is not only a satellite In [...]'
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A Story
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 4/12/2013 7:20:30 PM
'This is a story! It is a story about lot of things, for instance, it is a story about my keyboard who is multi-tasking with a sound and processing the words from my fingers to the monitor. But, that’s not what I want to write in my story. I want to write something else, may [...]'
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Broken life of poetry
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/26/2013 5:23:50 PM
'Every night I listen Poetry in my sleep, Noise of verse burns overnight like furnace. Every night during my sleep I hold, a broken life of poetry. Filed under: Desperation, Dream, Life, Micropoetry, Poem, Poetry, You Tagged: Desires, Micropoetry, Night, Poem, Poetry, Verse'
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Thread of moon
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: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/21/2013 5:21:58 PM
'Lets thread everything we know about night through the eye of darkness and our loneliness. Believe me we can sew whole sky star by star moon by moon. Filed under: Dreams, Insomnia, MicroPoetry, Poem, Poetry Tagged: Moon, Night, Poem, Poetry'
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Mornings
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/19/2013 5:13:31 AM
' The mornings are the worst part of my days. Somewhere between Darkness in eyes in a state of semi consciousness, I try to sort out who and where I am, And then I remember That I again Was awake missing myself. Filed under: Words'
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Clouds
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/18/2013 6:22:52 PM
'The ink in my pen tries to rise and make a poem but I keep failing to stop them from making their way into the Clouds. Filed under: Aasman, Desires, Micropoetry, Micropoetry, Poem, Poetry, You & Me Tagged: Clouds, Poem, Poetry'
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Turning pages
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/14/2013 4:34:21 PM
'She wrote A book on my back turning my bones into a chapter; every move I make is turn of a new page. Filed under: Micropoetry, MicroPoetry, Poem, Poetry, Romance Tagged: Life, Poem, Poetry, She'
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Wordlessly beautiful
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/13/2013 4:55:05 PM
'I am yet to write about her lips, ocean of her eyes or beautiful slopes of her back. Still, she is my best poem and I know that she is beautiful wordlessly. Filed under: Love, MicroPoetry, Moon, Poem, Poetry, Poetry Potluck, You Tagged: beautiful, beauty, lips, Poem'
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Future of conversation
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/13/2013 3:45:13 AM
'We all knew it would happen, in future. But we didn’t knew it would happen this sudden. Words will become a chewing action of the jaws and mouth, unheard by the other people around us. Filed under: MicroPoetry, Micropoetry, Poem, Poetry Tagged: relationships'
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A sweaty poem
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/10/2013 4:25:26 PM
'With each dropof sweatSlips a verse from his forehead andwith breeze it was dry Furtherwith every movein anger while working on his roomsweat flowed even more. Tired When he fellon the bedhe was bathedwith the poem. Filed under: Life, MicroPoetry, Poem, Poetry Tagged: Anger, Poem, Poetry, Sweat'
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The things we betray
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/9/2013 5:37:29 PM
'May beMy room is using me. I may be the agentOf the window, obeyingIts imperative purposeOf dreamingOr pacing dimensions Determined by walls.And if I amAn instrument -A conscripted device,I am Ignorant of The strange, unaccountable factthe things we betrayWere never our secretsAnyway. Filed under: Words Tagged: Agent, Life, Poem, Poetry, Prisoner, Rooms'
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A useless information
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/8/2013 11:21:10 AM
'I have a Rottweiler who isn’t quite sure which animal to catch and which one to leave. His friendship with cat is commendable as he let her enter into the kitchen through the window and ransack it. He barks the hair off the people, tries to catch poor neighbors if they are the one’s whom [...]'
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Sky has changed
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/7/2013 4:58:18 PM
'That’s me In that frame In the evening Walking alone through the ghats taking myself off people’s hands. Its been years Since I’ve been held with a leash But now I’m tugging With their noise And darkness within. What is clear to me now sitting on those stairs And remembering days Their soft incline And [...]'
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Earth is round
Author
: iBeingMe
Blog
: iBeingMe
Date
: 3/6/2013 10:54:33 AM
'I told her that the earth is flat I know all the facts, this is that.In fierce and long altercationsShe tries her best to prove me wrongbut I have learned to argue well.I call her arguments unsoundAnd I often ask her not to yell.She cannot win. I stand my ground whileThe Earthgoes on being round. Image Credit [...]'
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