The Trilogy.

Right the general idea:

Three poems by the end of the Month,
they all must lock into each other with :  
One, the same characters.
Two, the same story line throughout.
Three, the first and last poem must be under 15 lines long
and the middle poem must be 20 lines or longer.

Let's hope you read this guys
Good luck, if you have any issues feel free to message me.  

Prismatic  Atlantic      

If there's one thing
you should know
you make the dull ring
then lift up everything
which invented new colours
in my rainbow .

Prismatic  Atlantic


You hypnotise with your
Indian eyes
they visualise as much
as they cry
your rainbow it goes
straight into my mind
where all colour
explodes
a place only you and I know
you make a blackhole
reverse and re-glow
in a collective , prismatic
protective
infatic
a selection
of direction
it's so mentally ecstatic
your inter-galactic
and extra attractive
emotional
commotional
in my mad erratic
mind of elastic
where I stretch to you
through the blue , prismatic
of Atlantic
no more underhanded tactic
or life of a plastic
or accused
then abused , some more
locked outside
my own front door
no longer is my esteem poor
and no more ceilings
as the floor
my mind is mine
and you own yours
I just can't wait to grace
your shores
once again
forever more
there's only you
that I implore
we go right through
each others core
you fixed all tears
that others tore
you go where no one's  
been before .

Prismatic  Atlantic


The water wobbles aloft
it's natural at no cost
over rocky moss embossed
when I look in it
I'm lost ,
years of spectrum blue
turn my secondhand brand new
prismatic atlantic
connecting me and you .

Love's labour

Love's labour
Lost within the walls
of Ignorance
You think its over
even as I start to ponder
about the band
that bind

Love's Labour II

My entreaties fall on deaf ear
You are blind as a wall
even as un-hearing
as a marauding troll
under the bridge of waking nightmares
Your scream of anger
of righteous rage
Fills the space of my heart
pokes out the eyes of my love
Kicks the bricks
and rend the universe of my life
Love's labour
lost in the infantile scream
of a lover's spurned
or so you thought
You walk away
without a second glance
the sunset is not yours
to go
a destination
unknown
You leave and leave
like a reoccurring waking dream
worst made by the nonchalance of lights
when at last the peg
let go, you dived like a dove
as if from the heavens above...

Love's Labour III

You lie here
resting like before
you were born
in this tired earth
Love's Labour
Rest under the sod
kept moist by tears
of sorrow
of grief
and regrets
Goodbye Love...
I love you still
Rest in Peace

   1+1=1
   
        I

“A Blue night.
The hide and seek-Dark and light.
‘Touch-me-nots’ underneath
and above the starry labyrinth.
Up in her embrace,
falling from infinite grace, after the endless wait,
for ageless submission.
Sleepless, starlit hours;
so beyond all of my powers.
Finally coming to an end.
My lips burnt by her cruel kiss,
my breath trapped inside,
jewels on display overhead with a slight mist ahead
and a continuous vista of magical white.

      II

The closed eyes.
The fluid sight.
Uninhibited tear drops of joy
Gush and rush and freeze.
Skins get caressed
by the soft enchanting breeze,
as they brush and catch fire;
which originates within
deep inside the soul.
The heart of darkness,
lit by the light of hope.
Static bodies coiled by the silver rope.
The world has ceased to exist
as we've ceased to resist.
Giant swirling tides of longing,
crashing onto the high walls-
Of optimism.
Of sand.
Fingers clutch hair stands
The moment stays
and lives-a prolonged astral dream.

      III

Our frail, virgin minds transcend the depths
of the land of the white snow-beneath our feet- aglow.
The portals open from inside our hearts and amalgamate
into one perfect tangible follicle.
A million intangible blasting dreams-tiny glowworms,
overlapping in perfect asymmetry in the cavity.
Transmitted from inside our beings-in unison.
A swirling pulsar rotating in multi dimensional axles.
The shrieks from childhood and the silence-all together,
fragments of two lives coalesce and coexist.
We become one, the world becomes one.
I see the mist ripples round your thin white neck
With dazzling hematomas-
The signature of my love, my love."

I'm very impressed people!

Letter of intent

   i

"Choose between your options
Which one of these I am for you
Smart, art or dirt?
Full marks on wrong answer
And languid stupor leading
To the hyperdream
The unleashed whim
Choked on the black smoke
From blazing dreams
Noxious gaseous relaese
From melted illusions
Trapped in silvery mirrors
Tap, tap, tap, tap
The hourglass slips
   
 ii

The air hangs heavy
With unholy melancholy
It was really Russian Roulette
the moment it began
Ecstatic I wrote couplets
On tear drenched tissue papers
Minutes expanded to hours
I rocked on the wooden horse
Weightless with magical powers
Until the storm arose with the dragon
And you stood on the light house
Flashing the red lantern in the haze
As I clung onto the upturned boat

Tap, tap, tap, tap
My heart hammers
With my gaze transfixed
On the red flash
Behind the wall of glass
In limbo, light years and lives apart
And it all started with a couplet
Poetry flowed from my tar filled chest
My heart froze as the words rose
They asked me my identity paradigm
       
  iii

Blurred and messed up it was
And the words howled and circled
I was sent down a miasma
My heart was in the core
Of the giant octopus
But Now I see-they are all bats
Upside down in their collective trance
Of practiced indifference
And you shed tears
And I see your scales
With my complete lack of surprise...”

Plod n the dead horse

clearly sir, your horse is dead
you might be wise to bury it
rather than drag it hither and thither
and flogging it until you whither

ahh, but officer don't you see
this horse sir is a part of me
like it or not we two are one
please put away that loaded gun

A likely story sir

Let's have it then,your explanation
afore i march you down the station
and throw you in the darkest dungeon
for cruelty with no air of reason

Well sir i'll tell it from the start
this is the horse that pulled my cart
to fetch me to and from the mart
it's not that i don't have a heart


i was on my way back just this after
to find my wife so i could shaft her
when i got home i heard some laughter
and found her blowing my mate Aurthur

i don't mind saying i was in shock
to see her blowing my mates cock
and it was indeed another knock
that she was in her wedding frock

at this point sir well i was fuming
voices in my head were booming
to kill them both you are assuming
Well o.k sir that thought was looming

t'was a double murder in the making
but i walked out though i was shaking
no,the piss sir i'm not taking
see for yourself that i'm not faking

so why flog a dead horse

I think i'll have to stop you there
it's not my fault your wife's a whore
the fact is sir i know your sore
but you cant flog that horse no more


now take it to the knackers yard
cos i have surly marked your card
get over it it's not that hard
it'll all be fine once you are *jarred



*pissed

WHERE YOU END AND I BEGIN

1

“I sit here
Amidst the stoic silence
Interjected by the static
Of intelligent machinery
The whole assembly at my service
To comprehend, apprehend
The finer balance or lack of it
I am the cynosure
I am the star
I am number sixty seven
Hiding my scar
In another time, I am the dinosaur
Giant hope and staggering dream
Crushed by the fine print of paper

2

In another millennium, I am extinct
In lineal time- a moment stretched
Evermore-till the clouds engulf
I clutch my report. Malignant
That’s the nature of my cancer
It has sucked my life sap
Blasted my cells-one at a time
(Or may be an entire colony. Pure statistics)
Killing them. Annihilating me.
An invisible black hole of life force
The cycle has begun, the damage done
The corridor is blurred; the faces hazy
The presence-transitory. My presence-momentary
A crushing swirling tide of self-pity rises
(A dissolute Phoenix at a redundant hour)
Slow acid pushes thru the iris
I shut the light and feel the silent storm (screaming silence?)
While my sullen face is corroded-deep crevasse of sudden grief
The heavenly hope in me gets marauded
Years become prolongations of infinitesimal moments
Life—a veritable collage of fragments of emotions
And reveries and laughter and sunshine and soaring highs
The smile lingers on and the blissful joyride stretches on
Till ominous clouds obliterate and the severe heaviness sinks in
Alone I find myself, stranded in the torrential downpour
(A tiny whiny school girl soaked and teary eyed in the park?)
Silent prayers on my lips continue as the heavens roar
A soft touch on my head, the warmth seeps in
A kind face looks down-full of altruistic love, celestial!
Unknown yet strikingly familiar-that face?
(A guardian angel? A cherub? Spiritual guide?)
A benign smile lights it up-A alleviated hard sun
Sparkling beams of ruddy hope floods in
A seamless rainbow forms across-tremendous
I open my eyes! With a start—they twitch and burn
And I register an old lady when I turn
Being wheeled out, her functions arrested-strictly clinical!
(A human being? A vegetable? Lesser? Ignoramus? God?)
Tubes channelizing the endoplasmic force
Her eyes meet mine-scintillating stars!
In the face of gaping and certain death-hollow and cruel
(Or the certain awareness of the cellar door?)
Frozen tears spill and a bursting fullness kicks in
(Like an unforeseen infused placental Jesus!)
The angelic voice sings-a superlative eruption
The path is lingering and usurious-no doubt
And the expedition taxing and the fear-mortal
But it’s not the finish, not the fiends—never them

3

Rather the walk, the seraphs
The little bubbles and the tiny steps-all the way
And the modest breaths and endless winks
It’s a walk on a razor wire with a mountain on your shoulders
„But you are not solitary, stationary- you are a tiny supernova
Replete with wishes, unsaturated dreams-the cognizant soul!
The dot matrix ink will cease to exist-the lustrous tresses too!
The arteries will dry, the flawless skin will wither
But the smile on your lips-will originate from deep
Will fill the hole, will fill up the soul
Cry a river! Smile a galaxy! Wink an eternity
You are a universe! You are the universe!
The undying panorama of suspended belief and renewable zeal
The giant bunny rabbit of immortal conviction, you are…”

p.s- This is my third entry. I liked the whole idea very much(evidently)
and hence I declare 'cease fire' now.

What happened to this competition ? was it lack of entrants or something ?