Bhupen Thakker Poems
|3.||A Peaceful Time - 1||2/22/2005|
|4.||A Peaceful Time - 2||2/22/2005|
|5.||What Do Leaders Eathink||11/11/2015|
|6.||New Light New Colour||4/22/2010|
|7.||I Discover The World In India||4/14/2010|
|8.||How To Make Your Wishes Come True||10/15/2010|
|9.||A Poet Lives||11/11/2015|
A Poet Lives
A poet lives a poet dies
Birth First. Steady breaths red, hugs orange and a peek- a -boo soul yellow. Sshhhh sparkling* my son poet were mother’s words
Youth Uncouth. Hash tag #bullied Hash tag #motherdead. Somehow, crawling, a...word… gold. A…. focus… purple, a full... stop gold. A full teethed poem pink dazzles. Sshhh sizzling*, some young poet, they say.
New commas pink, navy blue, moon-struck phrases indigo blue, winking lyrics light blue, above the deadness green yellow orange red. Book number one. Sshhh loving our young poet shout the papers
Old Age ...