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New poem: https://www.gayauthors.org/story/asamvav111/euphoria-and-other-poems/7
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VI Love's triumph in triumphant red When every kiss anoints his face When every desire in calming shade Bends the truth in million ways All the frames merge into one A glittering glade of fireflies A rosy vision of morning sun As warmth maketh the blood rise Two souls connected in essence but Separated in passionate embrace Two bodies run to the finish line Eager to end the final race Such beauty again w
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I want to take a moment to talk about how ethereal the rhyme in the first one is. It's a Renga with an English rhyming scheme. And it looks and feels and sounds perfectly English yet in essence it hides its obvious Asian technique. I am aware of the hard emotions behind the words but how elegantly they are expressed is beyond simple comprehension. This poem should be a study in technique in poetry classes. The hardest theme to tackle is simplicity. I bow to you, Master. Both are absolute delights.
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New poem: https://www.gayauthors.org/story/asamvav111/euphoria-and-other-poems/6
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V I am the air beneath your wings Your deliberate sun warming Through the old bones lying in The disparate views of egality Substances that mix with reality In infinite colours, a rainbow That nature hues unforeseen Unnoticed and in separation My desperate prayers lingering Over the horizon of devout tasks A nightingale’s song offerings
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Loved no 1, no 2 was very good too.
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You know how much I like your understated beauty with no nonsense verse, so this may sound biased. But, I really liked this one. As I said before I get a different subcontinental flavour in your writing that is rare in GA, and as Mr. Benus had attested I am sure you understand how accomplished this verse actually sounds compared to your previous creations. We are finally seeing the artist hidden in you in your last few postings. Thank you for sharing these gems with us. Oh and Welcome Back.
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Very matured writing style. I would have just put those within brackets in headings. Looking forward to reading more of you. Please put this one in a collection so we may come back to it for our perusal. Thank you for sharing this.
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Very well-written. I like your style. Thank you for sharing this with us. A worthy memorial we should never forget.
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Guys I totally forgot to share the links to my latest poem collection. Sorry, though a lot of you have already read them. I thank you for that, so here you are:
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IV Holy cows in the heaven sing Along the murdered lines of Innocent victims of the game Praise the martyrs of senseless Violence gunning down the deserts In the busy streets, in island’s nests In the celebrations of broken Bastilles In whose name do they kill Cows who rejoice in the blood Of the proletariat, be cursed Defeat shall your sins bring
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III The trumpets have been sounded The game is on the vigilance of The mice and the cunning cats Playing shared rooms in the heads Of complacent fools who trust In peace and continuity of Generations after generations Of guileless truth unbarred Unhinged from reality they fight Over old dusty tomes devoid of Humanity’s creed-less dread
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II Roll out the water cannon Drench away the sorrow of lost Men who silently prayed for Deliverance amongst the tyranny Of oppressive govt buildings The towers of Babel in Heaven’s port We shall bind them to our Fore-front, our protection Of old pentagrams and new war Tactics playing chess in Avant-garde Death to all who are Anon
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I They don’t talk of April showers here In the wettest part of Asia Where they have continued to feel Hot and global warming is not real They say more about the weather Than the paltry sullen faces of men Underneath the harshest sun Human kind has ever seen as Evergreen flats turning into Burnt tortillas on the islands Of hypocrisy and madness and fear
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sublime!
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Beginnings Little ashes Smelling of roasting cinnamons Over an open fire Our hearts Together Indivisible In the night Euphoria
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A summer documented in verse.
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This is definitely the best poem yet produced by you and that is saying something given your repertoire. Ecstatic. Thank you for sharing this.
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Long weeks, wary circling, testing, trying, teasing, tumbling slowly into this one moment; Of Beautiful Creation.
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Sanity replaced by monsters Only your brain can know A very good poem.
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Thank you for reading.
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rye
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"Pharmaceuticals are terrific toys" A strong poem with roots in cold dispassionate despair. Well written.
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Our footprints of togetherness washed away by time’s flow Beautiful metaphors. Wonderful as usual.
