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Dreams Falling Into Sewer Of Time

Fast flowing road
Is the straits of the town.

A flood of comely faces
In hotels, shopping plazas and parks
Wafts of cologne fragrance
Forming angle after angle
Of lines, dashes and circles
Of body cultures.
Desires not unlike tar
Vitriolic relationships
Dreams falling into sewer of time
Poison of muddy tears
Smouldering, half extinguished
Sleep perched on eyelashes
Bodies, stinking-dead-tired
Tyranny in sleeping rooms
Warth of nearness entwined with distance.

Fast flowing road

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poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
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My Guardian

My Guardian is beautiful
My Guardian has pride
She is strong but very gentle
Has many powers but doesnt use them
She is here when i need her but never far when i dont
I dont talk to her but she acts like we have been talking for days
She looks at me like im here pride and joy
Evan though i have wronged
She will never leave me
Alought i do not notice her she notices me and will never forget me
I love her and she loves me
And Im going to tell you a secret
My guardian was a gift from God
Because she is my angle
My Guardian angle!

poem by Tehillah Keller
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Poem for a Right Angle

The summer sun at noon shines bright
And you are always everywhere
Underneath and at immense height
On the ground and in the air.

Your birth place is unknown to me
But your angle is always right
A vertical perpendicular, carefree,
To a horizontal line, firm and tight.

Marked by an elegant small square,
Your own cute symbol, neither acute
Nor obtuse, ninety degrees of a stair,
A skyscraper's desire to salute.

A quarter-turn of a full circle,
Three hours on an antique time piece,
Go Angulus Rectus, ride your bicycle,
The wheels rotate in patterned caprice.

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poem by Paul Hartal
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Second Sun Sightings

“Repercussions
defining all acts
reverberate indelibly.”
CME coronal mass ejection
star light star bright
genuine Second Sun sightings
light bouncing off
immense dust cloud shrouds...

Planet X revelation light
bouncing at an angle
such that star light goes
from the Sun to the cloud
to Earth producing double
reflection occurring when
light going to Earth is not
directly into viewers eyes...

but hits water ice in atmosphere
bouncing again at a tangential

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Even leaves beg me'' says Eagle

eagle, niggard and black
perched on sycomore on Nile bank
tasty fish gambolled in water
at lightening speed eagle caught
tasty fish and scrambled out

eagle flew and perched on a tree
man was under a tree
and glanced at what sat on tree
eagle and man eyes met at ninety angle
eagle flew away saying
''man may conjure him
by evil eyes''

eagle flew and perched on second tree
some birds were on that tree
Eagle and others birds eyes met at ninety angle
eagle flew away saying he
'' choke as birds watch him eating''

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poem by David Aoloch Bion
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Even as a child

Even as a child
my face was “gloomy.” I found
few reasons to smile, none to laugh:
father gutting his great gifts
for the cheers of clowns.
For us. For money. My mother
dazed by drugs. My brother
charming, selfless. But also
smirking, corrupt. All lying,
and loving each other. Comedy?
From the fool’s angle, the coward’s angle. Laughter
means turning your back on suffering.
And on the hard truth that tragedy
writes the last act—always. I loved
the sea because it said that.
With infinite dignity and calm
and terrible firmness.

Knowing too well
the struggle and sorrow of life I tried hard

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poem by Eugene O'Neill
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Mine Forever

Body and mind, trapped in a cage,
Heart and soul, filled with rage,
Losing control,
Breaking down,
Giving up,
Eyes blinded,
Filled with tears,
Loss of sight,
My heart slashed open,
With an axe,
Broken,
Bleeding through the cracks,
Feelings flying on a kite,
String cut, lost in flight,
But just as I was about to give in,
An angle showed me the light,
A girl That I dream of at night,
She breathed, breath, back into my body,
Made my heart beat once again,
Warmth filled every vein,

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poem by Jacob Gifford
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To remain close

It is not essential for person to remain closer
This has remained puzzle and direct poser
You may not know a person even if with proximity
It will be your great wisdom and sheer ability

What you try to know of a person?
It will be linked to various reasons
If you have love and affection
You will be very watchful in your action

You have definite angle in mind
You may not try for any other angle to find
You have little anxiety about person’s character
You have fixed all your attention on one factor

I was such person who has not claimed closeness
Yet find his company so enterprising with firmness
He is there at any time with you to take side
There is apparently no link to enlarge or wide

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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Beloved

' My beloved, my angle
Sweetest girl on this earth for me.
I love her so much
But she din't gives a chance to me.'
' I din't love her for her beauty or anything
But I love her for manythings.
At the railway station I was thinking that
I got the punishment of loving someone.'
' I did love her so pure
I want to spend my life with her for sure.
I did love, I did respect, I did care
But she din't wants to see my face anywhere.'
' May she gimme a chance one day
Otherwise she will regret some day.
I tried to talk to her manytime
But she has one answer no! every time.'
' At the railway station I was thinking that
I got the punishment of loving someone.
People says that there is another after every train
But there is only one which get u home.'

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poem by Mahaveer Kumawat
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A Street Corner

Here, where the thoroughfares meet at an angle
Of ninety degrees (this angle is right),
You may hear the loafers that jest and wrangle
Through the sun-lit day and the lamp-lit night;
Though day be dreary and night be wet,
You will find a ceaseless concourse met;
Their laughter resounds and their Fife tongues jangle,
And now and again their Fife fists fight.

Often here the voice of the crier
Heralds a sale in the City Hall,
And slowly but surely drawing nigher
Is heard the baker's bugle call.
The baker halts where the two ways meet,
And the blast, though loud, is far from sweet
That with breath of bellows and heart of fire
He blows, till the echoes leap from the wall.

And on Saturday night just after eleven,
When the taverns have closed a moment ago,

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poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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