24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I grew up listening vast, varied, and fascinating tales,
Tales of lifelong struggles,
Tales of bloody battles,
Tales of desires and of great warriors,
Of heartbreaks and achievement,
Joy and doubt, destruction and construction,
All the times I listen, I question,
Is it life,
Or a place of illusions…
(Source : Remix poem from the acknowledge part of the book ‘the palace of illusions’)
It’s not day and it’s not night,
Neither evening nor morning light,
Its 4 am and I am alive.
Alive like before, before my heart was broken,
When sometimes I smile, sometimes I cry,
but all those times, I feel Alive.
Today, I am not dead, nor alive
Neither feel nor express what’s inside,
It’s like living dead, and this is life…
You are beautiful.
Standing lonely in the sky,
In the pebbles of the holy streams,
Against the palisades of adamant,
out of a love poem that you used to know by heart.
You are beautiful.
( Source : last line cento from the poems of multiple author, source text : https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YuEZ2gcTQw9SCJr9Gr7TjxA7FfdhXArD1CHJxVvvrVE/edit?usp=drivesdk )
When I was young, I used to,
I note the obvious differences.
When I was young, I used to,
Lying, thinking,
Some clichty folks.
There are some nights when,
When you see me sitting quietly,
I start no.
It is true,
In my young years I took pride in the fact that luck was called a lady.
(Source : First line Cento from the poems of Maya Angelou, source text link : https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YuEZ2gcTQw9SCJr9Gr7TjxA7FfdhXArD1CHJxVvvrVE/edit?usp=drivesdk )
First time I found myself,
I lost.
I was much the same,
for what I hated you.
I lost,
I must be going now.
for what I hated you,
I should hate myself now.
I must be going now,
I am much the same I hate.
I should hate myself now,
every times I will find myself again.
(Source: phantom poem from chapter 4, of book ‘The Murder of Roger Ackroyd’)
Touch me till I get melted,
Hold me till I get vanished,
There is no other home,
Other than your warmth…
Hold me till I get vanished,
Heaven will find me.
Other than your warmth,
No life is found,
Heaven will find me,
There is no other way.
No life is found,
Until your touch melts me…
(Phantom poem)
Loneliness within this walls,
Thousands thoughts within the mind,
Silence within this room,
Screaming dreams within the mind,
Thousands thoughts within the mind,
Emptiness in the eyes,
Screaming dreams within the mind,
Unspoken words in the mouth,
Emptiness in the eyes,
Silence within this room,
Unspoken words in the mouth,
Creator of loneliness within this walls….
