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An uncle from Philadelphia

I was so upset after reading this fancy letter from an unknown.
Hey! Pen pusher you have an uncle here,
Perhaps you have no idea.
Never mind, I have a large graphite mine
And the old Foreman leaves soon.
I am sure that you can handle this task.
Don't get frighten son
Come and see me soon.
I am good-for-nothing
And waiting for my termination.
It's a gymkhana sonny and here's my address,
Philadelphia.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Half the controversies in the world are verbal ones; and could they be brought to a plain issue they would be brought to a prompt termination. Parties engaged in them would then perceive either that in substance they agreed together, or that their difference was one of first principles. We need not dispute, we need not prove, we need but define. At all events, let us, if we can, do this first of all and then see who are left for us to dispute; what is left for us to prove.

quote by John Henry Cardinal Newman
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The Ending

No ending of the story. The loose thread hangs.
Journey again starts at the termination.
The smell is something of enigma.
I am again dissecting the body of a stale corpse.

Fever is rising with jokes Thin sheet covers
the ugly face with blisters.
A disconcerned person burns the phosphorus.

The darkness creates the ghosts of history,
two thousand years of knowledge.
Still the niceties of culture are to e observed
and firework started
to celebrate the end of an era.

poem by Satish Verma
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Black Walls

Aura begins from tongue
to spit fire and frozen rain
in the epileptic rage of insanity.

Excruciating charm of august mind
is fading.
Life wants to humiliate the sunshine
and hate desires to meet its rival in disguise.
Hope’s termination had a beginning somewhere.
I search the inky sky for a star.

The void did’t have a center
A collection of tears becomes an art.

A bit of sin here,
a grain of guilt there.
The ending of dark stairs
depends on the black walls.

poem by Satish Verma
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Another Name

When postponed, death had no meaning.
It was lying in ambush.
Journey was imperfect without
a termination.
Behind the dust was another desire.

Another thumb on the trigger
starts shooting through the bubble
of moon. Every bone springs
to jump for final galaxy
of hidden stars.

Striving was brutal. Being
was dying for life. Profits
of morality on sale. Fragrance
without house. A memory
now invites another name.

Daughter of next life
lives hundreds of years

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poem by Satish Verma
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I am a murderer.

Shadow of Death, lurks on my way.
I can hear him snickering.
Coming up for me, because
I am a murderer.

Death coming up for me,
With penance for my errs,
Murder jolted for sarcasm
Murder resiled by fling.

Nor hands, nor ropes or knives
For a gift of death and pain,
I’m sorry I couldn’t stop me.
Before I saw your young body dropp slowly,

I’m a murderer, murder for sarcasm.
I killed you in my womb,
A deliberate female foetus termination
I’m a murderer,
Shadow of Death, lurks on my way.

poem by Sakkthi Subramaniyam
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Age considers, youth ventures

Age considers, youth ventures

Age visualizes, youth dreams

Age makes theories, youth experiments

Age loves, youth longs

Age sees people, youth sees places

Age knows belongings, youth discovers them

Age pains to gain, youth gains to others' pain

Age has heart, youth has mind

Age is thoughtful, youth is tactful

Age ponders, youth wonders

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poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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It is murder

When you take away a life
With the aid of a knife

It is murder

While you extinguish the living with a gun
Without being able to recreate what was born

It is murder

If you feed someone dead tablets
Later have second acrimonious regrets

It is murder

You are taking away a life
It is clinging on to survive
Need I say anymore further
It is murder

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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Time In Change

Time in change, and change in time
As we grow old stripped and gnawed of our prime
People fading, people dropping to where
No one ever comes back from there

Each figure that vanished and your life has left
A block of hollow is dropping, sinking into your lose
So much of you is plundered and bereft
The world has irreversibly changed in such a profound gross

A whole part of your picture is dropped to fall
Like a giant iceberg shading its edge into the sea
The landscape dreadfully deposed; stand upon the cemetery wall
Would it not be better for you- not to be

People in pictures left; precious moments of the past
The days once in moments of light and glee, sand and sea
The days we never contrive of termination and last
The days of endless sun and roses with hammering clans of bee
Busy buzzing in circles around every blooming spring tree

poem by Isaac Ziv
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Death Redefined

DEATH REDEFINED
esspeecee …02.10.04.

I love life
To adore death,
I buy life
To earn death.

I burn life
To illuminate death,
I spend life
To glut death.

I lend ‘life-warmth’
Thro’ cremation,
I enliven life
Thro’ termination.

Why?
Verily life is –

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poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
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