Abstract Poems
fable of the glumpting
by Jordan Davis
on dollippingtin’s fragglies
in briffelsy puff-tuft
all blashtered and baggsie
a glumpting was shand-cuffed
his flumper was sump-yunned
and when flayed o’er the shill
she snatchered the snubly
and waxered the wheel
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On a purview of a misty morning
by Sushant Thapa
on a purview of a misty morning
I cast only the ugly hour of the night
it isn't in a faint recollection
that I preside in those hours
of Ugliness, and quirkiness for
I enjoin in the delight now of
The morn that preside, on my
lovely room in its insides
I reside in that light
buried in books and bold sights.
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Description of Me (Answers, you guess the questions)
by Monica Ellis
Hard muscles, yet
soft, curvy, and smooth
with an angularly fixed gaze that
is also ready to soothe
foundation and first of many guides
a liaison of virtues
from ancestor to descendant
legacy, posterity
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Strange creature
by Amelia Pond
The enigma walks on lonely roads.
Redemption of love from loss.
Strangers in the woods meet once,
never to meet again.
Tempest
by Pratima Alvares
All the flowers
All the dew drops
The chirping of birds,
Give me dreams like these.
And take away the tempest,
and all my leaves.
Sow me again and let me grow,
All the flowers...
Running
by Jazi E-A
I feel nothing
But everything
Stuck in a cloud
Of crowded isolation
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On Loop
by Jazi E-A
You force yourself to get up for the morning
Hoping for a good day
Wanting to become a better person
After a few words of encouragement
You recognize the pleasant but somewhat unfamiliar feeling
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Strange creature
by Amelia Pond
The enigma walks on lonely roads.
Redemption of love from loss.
Strangers in the woods meet once,
never to meet again.
Makeshift Sorrow
by Chayan Das
My heart aches
for what I harboured in there
Is fruitless;
No conclusions to arrive at,
Just my thoughts and I,
Pondering over the crater
That is left in there,
Must I admit,
You stuck like a meteor,
Who knows
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Undefined Space
by Chayan Das
I just need some space,
Far from the rat-race
That is life;
A space where my heart can sigh
And my voice no longer be shy
As I cry all that's inside;
I know not where can I find
Such an undefined space out of mind,
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