Leaving Poems

I join the queue
We move up nicely.

I ask the lady in front
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A poem should be palpable and mute
As a globed fruit

Dumb
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Speak not, to me, of mundane things,
The daily chores, which dull the mind,
But converse with a gentle voice that sings,
As if all the golden thoughts you find,
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It is dark, no moon, no light
Just darkness, a starless sky
The wind blows, the waves break
A single firefly passes by
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Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colors
which it passes to a row of ancient trees.
You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you
one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth.
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Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.
It doesn't matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
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Thousands of desires, each worth dying for...
many of them I have realized...yet I yearn for more...
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You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.
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The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.

I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my
voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.
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Unseen air comes in and gets out of us
Doing some seen internal vital works
Supplying oxygen and removing poisons
Are among those life saving necessaries
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Your words dropped into my heart like pebbles into a pool,
Rippling around my breast and leaving it melting cool.

Your kisses fell sharp on my flesh like dawn-dews from the limb,
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A sculpture so beautifully designed,
Becomes a pleasure to the mind,
In colours of yellow, red and brown,
Wearing a true autumnal gown.
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Full moon rising on the waters of my heart,
Lakes and moon and fires,
Cloine tires,
Holding her lips apart.
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For Lucy, who called them "ghost houses."


Someone was always leaving
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Some day, if I should ever lose you,
will you be able then to go to sleep
without me softly whispering above you
like night air stirring in the linden tree?
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ONE DAY I THOUGHT OF LEAVING
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IT WAS A MOMENT.. I CLOSED MY EYES,
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A prince stood on the balcony of his palace addressing a great multitude summoned for the occasion and said, "Let me offer you and this whole fortunate country my congratulations upon the birth of a new prince who will carry the name of my noble family, and of whom you will be justly proud. He is the new bearer of a great and illustrious ancestry, and upon him depends the brilliant future of this realm. Sing and be merry!" The voices of the throngs, full of joy and thankfulness, flooded the sky with exhilarating song, welcoming the new tyrant who would affix the yoke of oppression to their necks by ruling the weak with bitter authority, and exploiting their bodies and killing their souls. For that destiny, the people were singing and drinking ecstatically to the heady of the new Emir.

Another child entered life and that kingdom at the same time. While the crowds were glorifying the strong and belittling themselves by singing praise to a potential despot, and while the angels of heaven were weeping over the people's weakness and servitude, a sick woman was thinking. She lived in an old, deserted hovel and, lying in her hard bed beside her newly born infant wrapped with ragged swaddles, was starving to death. She was a penurious and miserable young wife neglected by humanity; her husband had fallen into the trap of death set by the prince's oppression, leaving a solitary woman to whom God had sent, that night, a tiny companion to prevent her from working and sustaining life.
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Trillions Of Kisses (Verse)
October 14, 2017
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Pour O pour that parting soul in song
O pour it in the sawdust glow of night
Into the velvet pine-smoke air tonight,
And let the valley carry it along.
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There will be thunder then. Remember me.
Say ‘ She asked for storms.’ The entire
world will turn the colour of crimson stone,
and your heart, as then, will turn to fire.
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I know one day I'll escape in this world, and death will prove itself as the greatest defeat again. And those who really care about me, will be having to live life without me but those who didn't knew me well would be miserable, wanting to know how I was and everything about me. The truth is that I'd be happy for leaving this earthly hell.

Imagine me, leaving my best buddies, my close relatives, my favourite things and as well as my happiness. I've spent years trying to maintain everything and I'll be leaving them forever, meaning I wasted time creating all this for nothing.
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What's love but a second hand motion?
A fleeting feeling, a brief devotion
It comes and goes, leaves us in commotion
Leaving us broken, with no emotion
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Leaving the stage behind, forgetting the tricky light. Embracing the Universe. I hold my hand. Forever faithful to the duty and the love. Looking for my star up there. Over there the silence may frighten. It is fear of the unknown, it is fear of the wrong way. Embracing the Universe. I hold my hand, leaving the stage, leaving the stage behind. Goodbye.
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Ripping apart hearts through the years, loving and leaving, never staying faithful, always running around with anyone.

Leaving broken hearts and broken dreams lying in gutters and sewers of a life that was never honest or true.
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You drove me crazy

You made me wild
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This is a popular poem written by Nawab Wajid Ali Shah about 130 years ago. Rajnish Manga has tried his best to translate it into English.

बाबुल मोरा, नैहर छूटो ही जाए
बाबुल मोरा, नैहर छूटो ही जाए
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Heroic Couplet For This Winter Loves Us
March 17, 2019

This misty winter isn't ready to pass
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Rewrite of New Kids On The Block I'll Be Loving You Forever
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This morning in the small motorized coach
My song of the summer of my 30 years
Had gone with her.
Like a shooting star leaving behind her
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