FoundAm wondering if voiced poems perhaps have a different impact from written ones. will have to try it sometime.
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PrincessesPrincesses do not go lookingPrincesses
They wait in ivory towers -
“The view is monotonous, The upper green canopy, Occasional bird and thunderstorm Pall after all this time”
Singing time away was overrated - It left a tuneless throat sore, Me irritated; Magical paper worlds faded
When there was no one for a laugh, Or a kiss and a cuddle.
Princesses do not consort
With evil jesters - “There could be laughs galore And a vale of tears In loving a cad, So ways do part”
My loss was of mischief,
by ~Runranrun
Of Love and LongingOf Love and LongingOf Love and Longing
You cut through the clouds in my mind, My heart sits up and listens, It is a moment out of time, Your essence speaks to mine. I hold you in my heart forever, That dear face, the gentle eyes; If I could but touch your face And steal a kiss one time.
I know how it would be
Between you and me, I’ve dreamed, seen, Not magic, just us, Being who we’re meant to be.
They talk of time and distance, They forgot age; So dear you are But this chasm cannot be crossed, These intervening years When you s
by ~Runranrun
my citymy citymy city
my city, it speaks to me in sunlight on the leaves in the threat of a storm the cool kiss of the breeze
my city it sighs to me of days past, and to come in the tinkle and clatter and in conversational hum
languages, the curling voices, the smooth curl and ebb and flow smiling faces, familiar places all the things i know
my city it dreams with me of the glories of younger days though it changes faces, ages,
it will always be my place
by ~Runranrun
Green Fields and SunshineThe time seal on the cryogenic pod broke open as programmed two thousand years ago. It had been buried in an undisclosed location in Ireland in a landscape of green fields and sunshine. The pod operated on a highly compact and efficient energy source that renewed itself. Along with this equipmentother devices had been put away to analyse the planet two thousand years into the future.Green Fields and Sunshine
The occupants of the pod were slowly brought to consciousness via a prearranged sequence. The team that had been cryogenically frozen consisted of Dr Chauhan a cryogenicist, his assistant E Rodney, Dr Dwight, an evolutionist a
by ~Runranrun
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[Rohini said you're working with Janaagraha. I was thinking of coming along, you know, just for the summer. My mum knows someone there - Cheryl Rebello (I think).]
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cheryl is nice, frankly everyone is, but there is work so be warned. fun for a while tho'
As for the signature line, it was a whole paragraph taken from a book called Listening Now by Anjana Appachana. It was one of the only funny bits in it (a good book still) but I suppose they have a word limit here, so the entire thing didn't come out.
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Thanks again, and hope to see some poetry soon!
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