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Durlabh Singh wrote a new blog post: WOVEN BY SUNSETS. 16 hours, 25 minutes ago
Woven by sunsets
She sharpens her claws
To take revenge on victims
To prove her ability to storm.
Broken charade of her life
Concealed under glance of beauty
A beauty that soon be fading
Turning skeletons of bare bones.
I wish she had fester feeling
To see high seas or starry nights
The lone pathways of her mind
Wish could whisper into her pains
Sorrel [...] -
Durlabh Singh wrote a new blog post: SEA OF DISTRESS. 16 hours, 27 minutes ago
All alone in a sea of distress
Wishing for support from insular ingredients
Muscle on muscled moved over brain tissues
Opening a chink into a world of some hope.
Words were needed to transcend words
Where the very being kept imprisoned
Moving with laws, not under your control
Staked by inevitable laws of demanding proof.
Searching wings to create some heart in being
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Mickie Kennedy wrote a new blog post: Gillian McCain, Connie Deanovich, and Brenda Coultas 1 month, 2 weeks ago
The poetry known as New York School continues to exert a widespread influence on contemporary American writers. From its beginning, New York School poetry focused on the chaos, intensity, and disjunctiveness of daily life, particularly as it was and still is lived in New York City, where at any given moment there’s too much going [...]
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Mickie Kennedy wrote a new blog post: Gregory Corso 1 month, 2 weeks ago
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Durlabh Singh wrote a new blog post: TO VINCENT. 1 month, 2 weeks ago
You did not love the sceptred sunshine
You loved the summer’s undiluted sun
Which in the end took its bitter revenge
In depriving you of your saline serenity
Into the depths of crazed pivoted symphony.
Rest assured in your diverted quickened steps
That nobody loved the soul within your crest
The crazed straw hat topping your yellow hair
Your red beard drenched in [...] -
Durlabh Singh wrote a new blog post: THERE WAS NO ONE. 1 month, 2 weeks ago
There was no one
Only the sound of my footsteps
Or perhaps the sound of my breath
Disturbing some wandering brief
A tone wedged in whispering grief.
There was no one, only a shadow
Walking on the incumbent street
Memories of pathways gone astray
With hands held in an evening greet.
Perhaps only in footsteps of the lost
There is a dance of the whirling [...] -
Durlabh Singh wrote a new blog post: THE SUN. 1 month, 2 weeks ago
The sun is busy trying
High explosions within its heart
Heaped up loquacious powered eddies
In gushed up saffron of the molten mass.
Throwing out its pure passions
In formation a nascent lacerated sunshine
High structured engagements in flames
Fanning uproariously into the opulent skies.
Numerous of amorphous strident signatures
Seeds of pirations in the soots of heavens
Donned up with metallic insurgent atoms
Hurrying past [...] -
Durlabh Singh wrote a new blog post: THE SONG. 1 month, 2 weeks ago
This is the hour of exordium, of dusk storms
Of loosened tumult, of horizons, of glory unborn
On sickled moon’s face a hand touched and sighed
The hope just fluttered, clashed with barred cage and died.
On sickled moon’s face a hand touched and sighed
The panting day folded its shades and raddled into night
The air became thick with beetles [...] -
Durlabh Singh wrote a new blog post: THE BEE. 1 month, 2 weeks ago
The bee is drunk with honeyed dew
In flowered colours a metallic dance
A hitched stagger in shifting winds
A flutter of smile in all that morass.
Enterprises of hive now gone distant
Structures and stimulations now left behind
The queen and drones wishing gone astray
For a sip of freedom and a new start.
Aromatics grazed in a buzz of curse
A soft [...] -
Durlabh Singh wrote a new blog post: STERILE SMILE. 1 month, 2 weeks ago
Gloomy and remorse
A sterile smile
Stretched like a snare
Along the jagged wire.
Did you know the fury of my blood
Where deeds are mortgaged in duress
In darkness remote shifters of smile
Recovering grudgingly sanguine guile.
In crippled colours of cindered circles
Beneath the bowers of thousand showers
Where animated grief has stripped away
Incongruities of the heart’s desires.
Striding forward in awareness of dreams
Burdened [...]
