Spamming once more
Once you cross the afternoon on a boat,
moving through the Ganges,
an evening sprawls on
the closed premises,
of sick industries
like, writing impulsively;
like, being forlorn with lots of words;
like, wanting to call, share;
like, sending all those mails;
mass mails, spamming with poetries;
like, SOS;
like, sinking in mails,
water entering into nostrils;
feeling dizzy with hollowness.
like, thinking I am one of you,
which I may be not;
I am just a keyboard in the hands of God.
~© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar.
Some words do
Words have cut me
and left me bleeding
like any other human being;
frightened to touch a mysterious stranger.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
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Comments: 28
The razor edge of the word bodies is beautiful~deadly~provocative~
The poet bends to the will of sound echoing from the chambered heart of thoughtways~
To write is to breathe~
To write is to bleed~
Thank you for posting to GutterGirls~
make it hubli in place of ganges to give it a bengali touch
Good one, Poddar!
very nice
I guess that explains it.
I think Disciple nailed it. Interesting and thought provoking, my dear friend. I love the ending of the first one and writing impulsively resonates with me.
You first poem is a great description of someone who's lost in cyberspace with no friends in the "real world." The narrator is simulating life.
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Nice
i am a keyboard in the hands of god, i agree and i love that line
Yes, I love that line too!
But you are melodius, even in melancholy
I guess we all feel the same about you and this wonderful sentance you constructed.
"I am just a keyboard in the hands of God." Brilliant.
I can relate to both of these poems so well, Kushal. I liked the reference to the Ganges because I have taken a boat on the Ganges and I can imagine being there and feeling that way ... I could almost wish I were there now instead of doing my usual Reiki on the keyboard.
I'll be glad to be a keyboard I'm just a key... Great poems poddar, thanks.
words do go a long way my friend. thanks for the beautiful poem
thanks!
I love giving my keyboard my words. It's within me.
Lovely poem!!
thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
great one!
Got some bite today.
Very nice!
the mysterious strange! I like that!
Thank you for a great poem. This one is a little bit different. But I enjoyed it.
Thank you for posting on Getting to 3000 Together
Great job.
Sounds very crowded and hot in this writing. Very well done.
lovely