pitch-dark nights/

by authur michael tupu

I sit under trees sketching
the things that could've been
on the black and white canvas
five light years away.

you jog my memory,
to a place I once knew,
and whisper whistles
in the pitch dark,

of stabbing words winding
down my chest chirping
gurgling sounds that
reverberate 'round
the weeping chest.

a chest-
of empty drawers drawn
silhouettes hollowing out
everything I once knew,
I'm beginning to hate even
the beautiful things.

you whisper out
whirling songs waving
at mosaics and frescoes
fuming in situ for-ever
because they couldn't dance

but I enjoy, I actually do—
for a little while when
you're caliginous, when
the twigs and sprigs dance,

moving in sync with the world,
the sky and the oceans,
and yet two things
remain unbothered
—peace and silence.
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Deadly hunger

I have seen that one person begged,
Other person insulted his fellow being,
And the other person cried for his condition.

I have seen people selling their body,
I have seen one died, and
Other inviting the death.

I have seen one in misery,
Other fighting to end the misery,
And other mentally broke down in it.

I have seen the starvation of children,
I have seen men working hard, and
The old seeking for help.

I have seen false promises of politicians,
Flop ideas of business men,
Which told to end hunger and poverty.

Hunger, a six letters word,
Running the world with ruthless,
Where it has no permanent end.

S NAVEEN
23-06-2022
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I asked !
Why are you breaking my heart into pieces ?
She replied !
I will make a big monument from the broken pieces of your heart ,
I asked !
why will you make a monument from the pieces of my broken heart ?
She replied !
Because it is the symbol of unconditional love ,
I asked !
Then why you wanna break it ?
She replied !
As , i wanna share this infinite love with whole world ,

© Ch.Irfan .

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So one high college student decided to find a virgin girl and.. Marry her. One summer day he walks around the campus and catches a glimpse of wonderful young lady not far from him. "Hi whats up? Everything's fine. What's your name cute babe? My name's Alice. Are you a virgin, Alice? No. Why should I be? Ok, ok, he decides to visit a public school and at the doorstep be notices a pretty little chick with an angel smile. Hi, little chick ! How are you doing? Am doing well. What's your name? Alice. Hmmmmm. Are you a virgin? Are you mad, dude? Of cause not! The dissapointed fellow travels further and visits middle classes and then he visits primary classes but the output is always the same: all girls bear the name of Alice and all of them are not perfect already. The disappointed dude finally decides to try his luck in a kindergarten. Now he strolls around the premises and catches a look of nice blonde smiling baby. Look baby, he says, how old are you ? I am 5 sir. Hm, and whats your name pretty child ? I am Alice sir! Now the student completely looses his temper. He starts jumping and yelling, screaming curses and threats, the kid looks frightened and about to cry. O tempora, o mores! , he yells, such a little child, such an innocent little kid, and she is already an ALICE !!!!!
Andy Ronzhin
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Out of place
Out of pictures
I know you're put off
It's for many, i guess
It's quite funny by the window
As i reached
In the pencil case, is a letter erased
Covering up, my metamorphosis
Is Sui generis, don't even know the fuck that means
It leaves stains on tissues, holding and covering my eyes sometimes
Overdramatic loser
As i hold my breath forever sometimes
It's not gone
I'm serious, i may be frustrated
Writing same lines over and over
I keep a ciggerate lit pressed on my shoulder
Burning flesh like that time i saw two dead bodies covered in grease lifted over
Burned in electric oven
As their ashes rises somewhere
I don't believe in heaven
So it might mix into the water that i drink
I mean, it's filtered
My flesh burn elapsed several days
A rebellious naive act
Young age to blame
I'm still young
Just trying a little harder
As this time i fall from life
I might never start over
Now you know why
Yea?
Your dreamy eyes catches off guard
Like i know you want me unravel goodness
In me
I know you don't exist but still
The question lingers, is it even a question
Not good at much of anything off of the list
And somewhere i know ain't gonna be missed, So
Let me pullover some more the blanket
I'm lost, i guess
Alone and i trek between the foggy mountains
Spiralling inside the fog
My own self mythologies
Of Gods and ambitions
Surface out on the unconcerned eyes
I know you don't care
Bamboozled by electricity
I might sing this lullaby out in the lamppost
Lighten road, screaming out of my life
And there's somehow an Ad Nauseam
Certainly Rippling through your empty hallroom space
How about address every wrongs i've done
Or how about change all of me
Present myself for you to see
I can't even get my ass to college
It's a drag
How my god has made me
Is it even possible to come out
Come home
Where the house is broken
Polyphony of silence and creepy smile masks
It's just life
We drift past our abuses
We drift past the betrayals
Cause it's not good standard civil standing
Said probably by Uncle Sam
But my digression has a point
As Chocolate cake covered with more chocolate tastes nice, you were there that day, in real, in flesh, just my ego drunk like an alcoholic mess, and after then
It clicked
Love happens in seconds
And hop into the bed
It's maximum loving you wanna try.
Just kidding
It's a joke
Clock's swirling upon the rotting past unknown
And ugly?
Well i am your guy
This thing is too long
And i might be too gone
But make it last the beloved ones on your arms
Till it sinking inevitable loss
And gone
Like a ash somewhere
Possibly in my glass of water
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Why am i so addled, i seek retort through this creation.
Can't understand a thing, anymore. I just need Salvation
What am i gonna gain, if anything, why do i need revelation.
I do just fine without mass, getting back to isolation?
Why is it so important, why look for identification?
Is it the curiosity or the fear of seperation?
There is inspiration, there is recreation, there is manipulation, sensation, violation & frustration but is there anything that's necessary? Is there any elevation?
I know it bothers none but please, tell me, where am i heading to, what is my destination?

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I often loved the idea
of sitting in a corner,
folded like a fatherless kid,
befriending the wrong spiders

then I learnt to love
my white fragrance,
quoted in black,
in a colorful wilderness,
lonely like an undiscovered tulip

but now,
I cage my unbridled emotions,
in words,
befriending assonance,
together hiding in metaphors,
holding quills like a father's thumb

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The soul bleeds
The hearts what it wants
But that it can't get
So it tears crimson
Offered it did
All the light it had
For granted it was taken
Now dark it's turning
And no one to save it
As in murky waters it sinks
Drawn downwards by the heavy pain
The soul bleeds for the heart
The mind is has been holding both
For the heart and the soul it links
But it too is exhausted
It sleeps
It slips
If you blink
It will sink
And then
The end will come
That when
All will be in harm
The soul, the heart and the mind







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A disbeliever
Has over his eyelid another lid
Made of death,
Beyond which he sees nothing
But an endless darkness -
Like the one behind a closed eye.
Hence when warned of that
Which stands right before his nose
That is able to burn his foot
On taking another step
He tilts his head back
And his chest swells with pride
Feeling proud of his state
Of being blind
Of 'is inability to see the surroundin'
Behind death.
Should he heed the call
And be cured
He too would see
The purpose of life:
To climb back home -
The Garden of Eternity.


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!THE SUDDEN CHANGE !


Life has changed a lot since last time we met
Now everything thing is different ,
Yet whatever has happened will remain recurrent ,
Once I was the river through which you wanted to flow ,
But now I am the cactus which you wish not to grow,
At some point I was the reason of your smiling face ,
But now I am the cause of your disgrace ,

At some instant I was the happiness , you required ,
But now I am the sorrow, you never aspired
I wish to be your happiness again ,
I want those clouds once More to rain ,
I again desire to be your medicine for every pain ,

Eventually, like blood I want to flow through your vein ,
To force all hatred and misunderstandings to drain .

-CH.Irfan.

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