Submissions by ratnakar
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i write when thoughts come on thr own...try to struggle less for them...believe in spontaneity...
Statutory Warning : Do Read It
Don't tell me,
I am not worth it.
Yes I know,
I am not worth it.
Who the hell thought?
I am worth it!
I never respected,
never respected anyone,
for the love they gave.
I rejected.
How could I?
Yeah seems irony...
Ok fine...yet I rejected,
to have pain...
Ha! In vain...
to have tears
with no emotional showers.
I misunderstood,
the Womb I begot,
the blood which fed,
blamed carer,
blamed nurturer,
for no such fare.
Still I wish
to get the love
from people around.
Present...
I am not worth it.
Yes I know,
I am not worth it.
Who the hell thought?
I am worth it!
I never respected,
never respected anyone,
for the love they gave.
I rejected.
How could I?
Yeah seems irony...
Ok fine...yet I rejected,
to have pain...
Ha! In vain...
to have tears
with no emotional showers.
I misunderstood,
the Womb I begot,
the blood which fed,
blamed carer,
blamed nurturer,
for no such fare.
Still I wish
to get the love
from people around.
Present...
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tonight i will write
tonight i will write
a poem to be right
to avoid the fight
but how i will?
ur tears r with u
and i hv no ink
my ink was
tears of u
tears of ur blood
which i pricked...
i enjoyed
with the falling drops
i never come
to kiss ur tears
but to drink ur blood
u very well understood me
i wanted to make
u cry, bleed
But
those were mine also
u forget that...
a poem to be right
to avoid the fight
but how i will?
ur tears r with u
and i hv no ink
my ink was
tears of u
tears of ur blood
which i pricked...
i enjoyed
with the falling drops
i never come
to kiss ur tears
but to drink ur blood
u very well understood me
i wanted to make
u cry, bleed
But
those were mine also
u forget that...
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a sketch
I want to Sketch.
I don't have a pencil.
Can you lend me yours?
Yes, I need yours
to paint you.
You will paint yourself.
I will serve you
with my body parts.
Every part correspond yours.
A problem you will face
to draw you with me
not every part correspond you;
so your sketch
Remains a question
Unresolved
A resolution
lets collide
your parts pressed to me
my part in you
then a Sketch is made
of you and me
in me and you...
I don't have a pencil.
Can you lend me yours?
Yes, I need yours
to paint you.
You will paint yourself.
I will serve you
with my body parts.
Every part correspond yours.
A problem you will face
to draw you with me
not every part correspond you;
so your sketch
Remains a question
Unresolved
A resolution
lets collide
your parts pressed to me
my part in you
then a Sketch is made
of you and me
in me and you...
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untitled
how beautiful it is in the moment,
how terrific it becomes another moment,
never i remember when i smile,
was that a day or night?
who i am or was?
a devil or an angel?
And
who u r?
who u were?
where u reside?
in my day or my night,
in day of my night,
in night of my day...
how terrific it becomes another moment,
never i remember when i smile,
was that a day or night?
who i am or was?
a devil or an angel?
And
who u r?
who u were?
where u reside?
in my day or my night,
in day of my night,
in night of my day...
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untitle
So same the life seems,
History repeats, it seems,
A loss is always,
When gain Seems
History repeats, it seems,
A loss is always,
When gain Seems
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My Payment
I will make myself pay,
every drops I lay,
on your cheeks,
from your eyes.
Its known to me,
forgiveness is not for me,
What have i said?
Don't know I,
But I know
I hurted you most
when should not I.
I am alone
Because of I.
Not to blame,
you know that
but I always blame,
I know that...
Nothing left to say,
Nothing left to cry,
tears are not their,
only FEAR...
every drops I lay,
on your cheeks,
from your eyes.
Its known to me,
forgiveness is not for me,
What have i said?
Don't know I,
But I know
I hurted you most
when should not I.
I am alone
Because of I.
Not to blame,
you know that
but I always blame,
I know that...
Nothing left to say,
Nothing left to cry,
tears are not their,
only FEAR...
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untitled
I desire
someone to come
hold my hand
walk with me
along the way,
just a walk,
no talk,
words flow
through contact,
we interact
someone to come
hold my hand
walk with me
along the way,
just a walk,
no talk,
words flow
through contact,
we interact
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The Innocent Bird
Whom you address
you never knew.
People do
what they wish to do,
they do the do:
the curtained do.
The irony not for you,
the unconscious reason for you,
the instinct do,
(We as outsider)
understand you,
what you do,
what you are,
the innocent bird,
sitting on top,
looking around
(ONLY FEAR)
to protect you,
from sharp arrow
aiming you.
Know we,
fine you are.
Just alert wings to do
what they are
supposed to do...
you never knew.
People do
what they wish to do,
they do the do:
the curtained do.
The irony not for you,
the unconscious reason for you,
the instinct do,
(We as outsider)
understand you,
what you do,
what you are,
the innocent bird,
sitting on top,
looking around
(ONLY FEAR)
to protect you,
from sharp arrow
aiming you.
Know we,
fine you are.
Just alert wings to do
what they are
supposed to do...
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want to die
Hey! Who are you?
a killer,
come on kill me,
cut me,
slaughter me,
leave me with vultures,
don't think,
just do it.
i am not worth,
i have no price,
but you can sell
the body parts;
Hope i am worth,
when die,
A old say,
we become good...
when we die...
a killer,
come on kill me,
cut me,
slaughter me,
leave me with vultures,
don't think,
just do it.
i am not worth,
i have no price,
but you can sell
the body parts;
Hope i am worth,
when die,
A old say,
we become good...
when we die...
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We as "one"
I am Man. I am writing.
A story of mine.
Not independent of you.
My stories are mine,
but of You.
How you are?
How you were?
How you will be?
I am worried. I am confused.
How will you see?
What I write...
What I perceive...
What I see...
I know what 'other' say?
I am 'other'
But if I write
For you, in mine.
Am I not
Making you mine?
Omitting the other
making the 'one'
The 'one' equal to
the separated two.
I just wish. You read...
A story of mine.
Not independent of you.
My stories are mine,
but of You.
How you are?
How you were?
How you will be?
I am worried. I am confused.
How will you see?
What I write...
What I perceive...
What I see...
I know what 'other' say?
I am 'other'
But if I write
For you, in mine.
Am I not
Making you mine?
Omitting the other
making the 'one'
The 'one' equal to
the separated two.
I just wish. You read...
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wondrous placement
Two Circles, A Triangle.
What a calculation.
Hey! almighty
I Praise You
For the Symmetry-
Creation, the YOU.
Wondrous Placement,
The Three Centers
At the Center.
Wondrous perfection,
Wondrous thought.
Do you SEE
The SAME
of which
We are blamed.
Do you?
What a perfect
Imagination
The three centers
Join
A Big Triangle
A Body
A BODY
Outside containing
a body
Serving, Feeding
the new.
The NEW! Still not clear
what will be your shape?
The Triangle
OR...
What a calculation.
Hey! almighty
I Praise You
For the Symmetry-
Creation, the YOU.
Wondrous Placement,
The Three Centers
At the Center.
Wondrous perfection,
Wondrous thought.
Do you SEE
The SAME
of which
We are blamed.
Do you?
What a perfect
Imagination
The three centers
Join
A Big Triangle
A Body
A BODY
Outside containing
a body
Serving, Feeding
the new.
The NEW! Still not clear
what will be your shape?
The Triangle
OR...
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A Simple Wish
Oh! how much I wish
To spend a night
On the road,
To uncover myself,
To lie straight,
To feel
What is beneath,
what is above,
To feel
What is being felt
By some,
Some who are forced.
Ah! But I can't,
I can't have that single day,
A single day,
when I am disrobed,
I can't live that.
I am born
to live
Inside a house.
I know my wish
Has a Destiny,
Destiny to fail.
The society outside,
even the society
In Me
will not allow me.
I am chained
To remain,
What I am,...
To spend a night
On the road,
To uncover myself,
To lie straight,
To feel
What is beneath,
what is above,
To feel
What is being felt
By some,
Some who are forced.
Ah! But I can't,
I can't have that single day,
A single day,
when I am disrobed,
I can't live that.
I am born
to live
Inside a house.
I know my wish
Has a Destiny,
Destiny to fail.
The society outside,
even the society
In Me
will not allow me.
I am chained
To remain,
What I am,...
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