Tag: poems

  • Goodnight my love: A Poem

    Goodnight my love: A Poem

    goodnight, my love!
    I'm done like you are
    I'm done here and for now
    tonight, I'm going to get the longest sleep
    of my life
    goodnight, my heart!
    I'm finishing my glass of rum
    as fast as I can
    and I'm going to forget it all
    I think I won't have another one
    I think that this is it
    and I cannot go further down
    I cannot be more out of this world
    than I am right now
    goodnight, mon amour!
    I wish you well.

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  • Another day: A Poem

    Another day: A Poem

    today,
    nobody came to fight at work
    nobody complained about anything
    no loud noises
    no arguments
    nobody talked to anybody
    nobody ate or drank
    nobody sang songs
    nobody danced in the dark
    nobody hated anybody
    nobody loved
    I came home with nothing
    another day
    nothing happened
    nothing at all.


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  • In the sky tonight: A poem

    In the sky tonight: A poem

    in the sky tonight
    moon is round and bright
    too round
    too bright
    the witches on earth
    looking up at it
    with hair open and clothes off
    and eyes wide
    and asses swaying
    as if summoning the electric current
    unbelievable!

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  • I feel better: A Poem

    I feel better: A Poem

    how beautifully fingers press 
    the piano keys
    black white black white white white
    white white black black white black
    black black black black white
    white white white black white
    or in some other pattern
    no clue but
    a pattern and then another
    another and
    nothing is random
    nothing is chaos
    here's another one by the fabulous Paterlini
    something that the ears do not believe in
    when they hear
    and when they hear, they melt eyes
    and resurrect this stone heart
    I feel better.

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  • First poetry e-book DYING IN LIVING releasing on 6th June, 2020. Pre-order available except in India.

    FIRST LOOK OF POETRY BOOK DYING IN LIVING

    Hello everyone!

    I am so so excited to announce that my first poetry E-book ‘DYING IN LIVING’ is releasing world on 6th June, 2020 on Amazon Kindle Store.


    The ebook is available now for pre-order in all the countries except in India.


    Click here to pre-order my e-book.


    Do visit my ebook page on Amazon, read the details and book description and I hope after reading that, you won’t be able to resist yourself from buying!


    Below is a snapshot of the book description on Amazon.

    BOOK DESCRIPTION ON AMAZON

    I hope you do give a read to the book description.


    In any case, I am grateful to you for being here on my website, for connecting with me, for reading my words.

    For that, I thank you from the core of my heart. Take good care of yourself and your people. Stay safe.

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  • Once again through the act.

    The day before yesterday, I started second round of editing of my first book of poems. The first round I finished quite a while ago, like two weeks ago. Yesterday I could read again with a fresh eye and I was actually able to catch some more silly mistakes. So that went well.

    The poems keep growing as of now. Something more keeps getting added. I thought that I would become numb to my own poems on reading them again and again, but that is not happening. Strange. Really.

    Last two days brought a pleasant weather and it is that weather that helped me in going through my poems one more time. I am grateful to the winds for blowing. And of course great music. It is always there for me.

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  • On going back inside that rusted chamber.

    a green piece of island
    in the middle of a brown desert
    a watchtower on the island
    not very high
    its light flickering
    a flickering white light in the middle of a desert
    is it a signal to somebody?
    or is it just faulty?
    it flickers day and night
    is anybody else paying attention to it?
    how would I know
    while it flickers, I watch it
    that is all I do with it
    whatever little life is left in people,
    they are slowly coming back to it
    slowly but coming back
    coming back to it slowly
    I wanted the horrific days to last longer
    going back to life as before
    haunts me to a certain degree
    I walk away from the watchtower
    I think about it
    I imagine it flickering
    I imagine it rotating fast
    I imagine it flying in the air
    and finally bursting to pieces.

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    – tomic riter


  • What a what!

    what a vibrant black evening!
    what a wind!
    what a tree!
    what a clouds in what a sky!
    what a colours orange yellow and blue
    all turning grey
    what a grey sky it will be soon!
    what a white lightning!
    what a kid getting blown away by the wind!
    what a smell of fresh rain
    gone before night
    you are slow, what a slow you are!
    almost disappearing
    I am too, not as much as you
    but I am too
    again, what a wind!
    what a sky without colours!
    what a mute thunderstorm!
    again, what a rain
    and it is falling
    what a murmuring of boring women!
    what a boring play of blabbering kids!
    what a boring crow
    flying back to its tree!
    what a useless me
    watching and hearing all this!

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  • Long road.

    Revisited few of my old poems. Had to do it. It’s a pointless and important task. You might understand it or you will when you reach that point. Lots of shit needs to be written down. I hope one life will be enough, and if not, then what choice do I really have other than to write more shit. I have got a lot inside my head. Being awake is as killing as going to sleep. Sitting in the cool breeze is making my eyes heavy. I could fall asleep right now. Heck, I could die right now, with or without a virus I do not really care.

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  • While the sky blazed

    Wrote few more poems in the last couple of days for my book. It’s going good. Life is not cruel these days since most men are locked inside. Tonight is cool weather and steady winds. I guess I will skip dinner, it slows me down and I am not that hungry. I ate stupid shit all day anyways. A delicious smell just entered my nose, somebody is surely hungry. It has started raining just now. Finally! Great! Great!

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