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Stranger

What if roses were blue
What if violet's were red
Will change the way you feel
Towards me?
.....
The Real Hypnotic

The Real Hypnotic
Crowd

visible, but don't have face
many heads but zero brains

their job is to blow their discouraging beams
.....
Yash Potbhare

Yash Potbhare
Gone Tale

Started by from church,
Travelled for faith,
Met with the wanted,
Given selfless for surety,
.....
Casey Ginindza

Casey Ginindza
Won't Last

We run from our own shadows
We run from our own pasts
Carrying a fake legacy
Into a world that won't last
.....
Hemaldeep Lohtia

Hemaldeep Lohtia
All That Is Fake

Convincing words, all that a broken heart needs.
A bandage, required by wound that bleeds.
But words can break a heart too
A bandage, when ripped can hurt too
.....
Celeana Carmen

Celeana Carmen
Gone Not Forever

You gone?
Tell him to love you harder,
Never strike your head deeper,
Not walk away when you shout,
.....
Brian Dredan

Brian Dredan
Unborn Baby Of Kashmir

Unborn Baby Of Kashmir

Sweet Akànandun!
When you come out , you’ll find:
.....
Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
Fake.

Is connection,
someway related to affection?
We're good only till we see each other,
and then don't bother?
.....
Saksham Srivastav

Saksham Srivastav
Little Squonk

I shame this face, i try to hide
Critics discussed that i can't fight,
Thus i believe them they right,
Mirrors talk back; they can't lie,
.....
S. A. Marionette

S. A. Marionette
Lost Without You

As it something you do
Am so lost Without you
Baby i miss you
So don"t go
.....
Pallavi Deepchand

Pallavi Deepchand
In Praise Of Limestone

If it form the one landscape that we, the inconstant ones,
Are consistently homesick for, this is chiefly
Because it dissolves in water. Mark these rounded slopes
With their surface fragrance of thyme and, beneath,
.....
W. H. Auden

W. H. Auden
Leaving You, Will Be A Mistake~

The tale full of darkness
You came and sparkled it with glitter's
In the mirror of your eyes,
She can see her beautiful features!
.....
Karmanya Kaur

Karmanya Kaur
The Dreamer

I am Dikachi Nwankwo.
I wrote this when I was 13.
For all those
who long for a better life
.....
Dikachi Nwankwo

Dikachi Nwankwo
Ripped My Heart Right Out

I have to admit that night you broke my heart,
My body is numb, feels like you somehow ripped it apart.
Was that all just temporary, was it all just fake,
I thought you loved me, but I guess you proved you didn't when you put our love at stake.
.....
Kimberley Muir

Kimberley Muir
Those Late Night Calls...

Those late night calls,
Those without reading scrolls,

Those cheerful laughs,
.....
Ayush Gorana

Ayush Gorana
Vacation

When I asked my mother why they were called sand tarts,
she couldn't answer me-

perhaps this ravenous curiosity causes my brother
.....

Elizabeth Wilcox
Viva La Vida

Drowsy enough, Little awake,
Couldn’t see clearly those eyes,
The way of seeking world’s fake,
And trusting blindly on their lies,
.....
Harjot  Singh

Harjot Singh
Gone

When death will close my eyelids,
And my heart will cease to beat,
When my restless body,
Will finally be still,
.....
Arpita Ghosh

Arpita Ghosh
Voyaging

for Maxime du Camp

I.

.....
Charles Baudelaire

Charles Baudelaire
A City Winter

1
I understand the boredom of the clerks
fatigue shifting like dunes within their eyes
a frightful nausea gumming up the works
.....

Frank O'hara
Bess

Ours are the streets where Bess first met her
cancer. She went to work every day past the
secure houses. At her job in the library
she arranged better and better flowers, and when
.....

William Stafford
Weeping Willie

Whey our trooper hit wide water every
heart was yearin' back
To the little 'ouse at Coogee or a hut at Bar-
renjack.
.....

Edward George Dyson
London Types - I. Bus-driver

He's called The General from the brazen craft
And dash with which he sneaks a bit of road
And all its fares; challenged, or chafed, or chaffed,
Back-answers of the newest he'll explode;
.....
William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley
Weepin' Willie

Whey our trooper hit wide water every heart was yearin' back
To the little 'ouse at Coogee or a hut at Barrenjack.
She was 'ookin' up to spike the stars, or rootin' in the wave,
An' me liver turned a hand spring with each buck the beggar gave.
.....

Edward Dyson
Our New Horse

The boys had come back from the races
All silent and down on their luck;
They'd backed 'em, straight out and for places,
But never a winner they's struck.
.....

Banjo Paterson (andrew Barton)
Jism Nhi Rooh P Mro Pyaar Krna Hai To Saccha Vala Kro..

Jismo m uljh jaya krte hai aaj kal
Rooh ko janta ki kon hai,
Ishq ka naam to lete hai bda pr asal m isko janta hi kon hai..
Vishvas krne se hmara vishvas uthta hi ja rha hai,  sab fake hai ye dil janta hi ja rha hai..
.....
Nzakat

Nzakat
Back-stabbers

Tired of the lies, so-called fake cries.
All locked in a cage, with voice full of rage.

Sickeningly sweet lips, smiling with perfectly white teeth.
.....
Anushka Jade

Anushka Jade
The Circle Game

The children on the lawn
joined hand to hand
go round and round

.....

Margaret Atwood
The Faltering Knight

It knocks me can in, this ere game uv life,
A bloke gets born, grows up, looks round fer fun,
Dreams dilly dreams, then wakes to find a wife
An' fambly round 'im - all 'is young days done.
.....

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
The Town Of Nothing-to-do

THEY say somewhere in the distance fair,
Is the town of Nothing-to-Do,
Where the sun, they say, shines every day
And the skies are always blue;
.....
Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Villon's Straight Tip To All Cross Coves

"Tout aux tavernes et aux filles."
Suppose you screeve? or go cheap-jack?
Or fake the broads? or fig a nag?
Or thimble-rig? or knap a yack?
.....
William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley
The Death Of Santa Claus

He's had the chest pains for weeks,
but doctors don't make house
calls to the North Pole,

.....

Charles Harper Webb
Let It Enfold You

Either peace or happiness,
let it enfold you

when I was a young man
.....

Charles Bukowski
The Ballad Of Lenin's Tomb

This is the yarn he told me
As we sat in Casey's Bar,
That Rooshun mug who scammed from the jug
In the Land of the Crimson Star;
.....

Robert William Service
King Billy Chips In

Boss Oberseer, Dat BULLUMTIN! Goo' day, boss Plurry 'ot!
Bloke tell me writum BULLUMTIN, bin plenty bacca got.
'You Billy, makum writin'-yabber,' bloke he say to me;
'Him quick bin pay fer writin' - plenty tsugar plenty tea.'
.....

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
How To Meditate

-lights out-
fall, hands a-clasped, into instantaneous
ecstasy like a shot of heroin or morphine,
the gland inside of my brain discharging
.....

Jack Kerouac
A Distance From The Sea

To Ernest Brace

"And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was
about to write: and I heard a voice from heaven saying unto
.....

Weldon Kees
The Soul

Looking at the reflection,
in the mirror...
I ponder and ask myself,
Who am I?
.....
Tejaswini Mohanty

Tejaswini Mohanty
Haunted Nights

Waves of emotion crashing over me, i break
it rises, it's time for the tide
increased levels of unwanted emotion, i fake
now floods every part of my drowning mind
.....
Faizel Farzee

Faizel Farzee
Bath

A man saw the whole world as a grinning skull and
cross-bones. The rose flesh of life shriveled from all
faces. Nothing counts. Everything is a fake. Dust to
dust and ashes to ashes and then an old darkness and a
.....
Carl Sandburg

Carl Sandburg
To A Contemporary Bunkshooter

You come along… tearing your shirt… yelling about Jesus.
Where do you get that stuff?
What do you know about Jesus?
Jesus had a way of talking soft and outside of a few
.....
Carl Sandburg

Carl Sandburg
The Ballad Of Lenin's Tomb

This is the yarn he told me
As we sat in Casey's Bar,
That Rooshun mug who scammed from the jug
In the Land of the Crimson Star;
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
Villon's Straight Tip To All Cross Coves

“Tout aux tavernes et aux filles.”

Suppose you screeve? or go cheap-jack?
Or fake the broads? or fig a nag?
.....
William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley
That The Soul May Wax Plump

My dumpy little mother on the undertaker's slab
had a mannequin's grace. From chin to foot
the sheet outlined her, thin and tall. Her face
uptilted, bloodless, smooth, had a long smile.
.....

May Swenson
The Kid

My son! . . . Them words, jist like a blessed song,
Is singin' in me 'eart the 'ole day long;
Over an' over; while I'm scared I'll wake
Out of a dream, to find it all a fake.
.....

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
London Types: Bus Driver

He's called The General from the brazen craft
And dash with which he sneaks a bit of road
And all its fares; challenged, or chafed, or chaffed,
Back-answers of the newest he'll explode;
.....
William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley
A Lonely Man

When I'm out among the fellows, with the work to hold my mind,
Then there's heaps of joy in livin' an' the world seems awful kind
Awful kind an' awful jolly, with no trace of melancholy,
An' I tell myself the bloke that don't enjoy it must be blind
.....

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Another Fusion

There's been fierce argument of late
In my vicinitee,
Between the Commonwealth and State,
For I fell out with me.
.....

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Nocturne

I'm standin' at the corner uv the Lane
The Land called Spadgers - waiting fer 'is jills.
The night's come chilly, an' a drizzlin' rain
Falls steady where a near-by street lamp spills
.....

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Young In New Orleans

starving there, sitting around the bars,
and at night walking the streets for
hours,
the moonlight always seemed fake
.....

Charles Bukowski