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God the Greater Terrorist – 24 viewshttp://wizbangblog.com/2005/02/01/terrorists-claim-to-hold-captured-us-soldier.php
A story with a twist
Man kills Man
And god gets hit
And man
exists
persists
man and
a mans god
cant coexist
man is greater
than god
he insists
kills in his name
a mailing list
bombing
maiming
laming
gaming
shaming
blaming
framing
enlist
wont resist
sometimes
I wonder
whether
it is man
or his god
the greater
terrorist
handcuffed
to each others
wrist
my poem no 528
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SOLD – 10 viewspain of an old age
photographed
unromanced
mischanced
digitally enhanced
framed
and sold
for a few pieces of silver
a story untold..
in pennsylvania
the lover
in her hand will hold
love from india
poverty
underlined in words of gold
to benbell my ghost brother.
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Slither – 11 viewsThe sleepy town of Wheelsy could be any small town in America- with friendly folks who mind their own business. But when farmers’ livestock turn up horribly mutilated and a young woman goes missing, Sheriff Bill Pardy will uncover the dark force laying siege to their town...
Whats happening to me
Wherever I go
Hither or Tither..
Serpents fron the sockets of my fucked brain
Slither
Slither
And slither.
Penile Peccadillos
Wither ..into mouths of
Petunias ...
And from my slumber
I unslither.
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Fucked By Words – 18 viewsBuzznet turns me on, I can write non stop, shit and crap but still make poetic sense, fuck words pursue me like gun shots and they mostly hit my rear side.. words like sling shots hit me from everywhere , Xris's Buzz has helped me become a Bard ..A Die Hard , my jeweled hands on my ass always on my guard..words I ask for an inch they wrap me up in yards..words like a broken bottle breaking in my head like shards...words futuristic fucking my happiness like tarot cards ,defrosted brains watered words from america that send me best regards.. me an Indian asshole going down under prostituting poetry words like splattered recyclable condoms on a placard., seminal stains , masturbative morbidity maligned on birthday cards..
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Lizards Tail – 21 viewsphoto courtesy http://www.freejunglepictures.com/lizards.htm
I am like the lizards tail
cut, bleeding unattached
to the main body
but that little bit
could also be
enough
to scale the heights
of a strange love
unknown to others,
I am a sufi monk
they call me the lizards tail
I leave behind a bloodlesss trail
searching in the triangular
of her holy grail
my soul imprisoned
within the jealousy of her jail
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Simian Serenade – 15 viewsMotherhood
Simian surroundings
Life very good
Rollicking
Frolicking
Man mocking
Fear understood
Uhuru blasphemed
Bastardly word
With one meaning for Man
For Animals misunderstood
Jungle law
Serpentined sorrow
High strung
hoodwinked
hyperbolic hood..
the Fight among
homosapiens
for supremacy
the only mood
through terrorism
destruction death
in chaos a chapter
of War and No Peace
Conclude
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Buzznets Blog Goddess – 13 viewsSilence means security
American skin color and creed
segregated superiority
American thought Abu Gharaib unholy city
Use and abuse falsely accuse
What a pity..To be silenced
at Guantanamo bay Means security.
Distempered Indian wolf An American kitty.
Buzznet s Blog Goddess
She and her ditty
Shy lens Nikon D70 camera
She cures pictorial curiosity
Locked Doors
Senseless Silence
Forbidden City.
Her Heart A Lonely Hunter Hunted..
an arrow head of a Poem
Her Mind mouthwatering Physicality.
Me dwarved by my deformity
Barefeet, Bareassed Disparity
Buzznets Blog Goddess
Her Hate
my Love for her Charity.
my 372 nd poem..
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SlitherMan – 98 viewsMy daughter sent me this picture on Yahoo Mail , I was about to delete it without reading,, I impulsively opened it .. it hit me as I
had just posted a poem on The Slither Man...
So here is one I will make like instant noodles..nothing personal online appetizer.
DONT MESS WITH THE SLITHER MAN..
YOU MIGHT END AS DINNER ,,UNPLANNED
SERVED BY ARMAND IN ALASKA .. AH ! ELAN
SO RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN,,
TAKE YOUR LITTLE MOUSE IN YOUR HAND.!
VELVET REVOLVERED , RADIO HUMPED
LITTLE PETER PAN
This picture is not shot by me.
It depicts my living death , my angst my agony,
The deciscive moment when her eyes will see my love and me.
Dwarfed in a serpents mouth
Enslaved to her and Death that will set me free.
Momentarily.
I love her a love that was not meant for me.
To be or not to be.
Uncommentably.
Someone sent me this again in my mail , so it is quite a coincidence ... these are my earliest uncrafted raw gems of personal poems like stained linen being washed publically.
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Fake Encounters In Gandhiland – 17 viewsimage courtesy
They ask
Husband and wife
To get off the bus
The wife makes
A fuss
The man
Is killed
In a fake encounter
The woman
It is alleged
Raped to
Appease the
Policeman’s lust
Poisoned
Murdered
To quench
Their thirst
Even if they were
Criminals
Was this a must?
Is this Just ?
If not the police man
If not the government
If not God
In whom do we trust?
Sohrabuddin Kauserbi
Bite the Dust
The conscience
Of the moral brigade
The conscience
Of the city fathers
The conscience
Of the social system
Chalta hai attitude
Baki nonplussed
I write this ‘
In Disgust
It will be ages
Before we adjust
Justice is blindfolded
So is the system
To whom our lives
We entrust
further read
Gujarat fake kills: Will truth emerge?
Fake encounter: how Sohrabuddin Sheikh was killed
The journalist who cracked Gujarat fake encounter case
May 3rd, 2007
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Shivas Third Eye – 18 viewsmy camera body
my camera lens
shivas third eye
has its residence
sees what cant be seen
interwoven wisdom
in between ..
a flame lighting a path
beyond a smoke screen
a world beyond this world
a photographic emulsion
a world serene
a beggars eye
a stray street scene
thoughts pristine
beneath layers obscene
a fairy godmother
a blog goddess queen
through my words
my thoughts unseen
distempered pussy cat
where have you been
a mature woman
looks sweet sixteen
shadow boxing
in silence ..
shadows unforeseen
cybernetic survival
of a poet mujahideen
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Shia Thug No 1 – 27 viewsDate: 03/27/2006 Time: 05:57 AM Visits: 1
Shia Thug.. no 1
Well all neatly said and done
You got your online medallions
bulls eyed
on my designer ass
no need of a machine gun.
an American idea of fun.
You can gloat
a peace
that needs not war
to be won.
Refuel
Rethink
Rewind
Re tuned
Roger Roger Over
Radioed in for a
Re run.
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Shh Dont Wake Him – 24 viewshe is asleep
in a nether world
the angels
his dreams sweep
when he wakes up
he will be on a mound
his fucked
karmic garbage heap
neck deep.
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