Poem #98

She just sat there and
smoked her cigarette
There’s a heavy crown
on her head but she refuses
to take it off for any man.
He was across the room and
her heart was jumping right
out of her chest. She wanted
to drop everything, walk to his
table and tell him how much he
means to her, how much he hurt
her, how much she misses him.
She wanted to feel his arms around
her waist again. She was confused,
on some level even ashamed of how
she felt so she just sat there and
smoked her cigarette.
There’s a heavy crown on her head
but she refuses to take it off for any man.

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Wait Lady, wait

Hotty hotty Sunrise
I sat near the window twice!
Thinking
wine or tea
what should I take?

Decided,

Daytime
full sunshine
Astonishing wine, I swigged
sip by sip
Dreamy lady
reached to me
with a bucket of floating apples
apple bobbing
begins
by winking
eyes to eyes
together
Then
she said, “time to go back”!

O my mind and heart
singing together as if
harvesting a new era of love feather

Wait lady wait!
Wait lady wait!

knocking my mind fulltime
we will rock n roll, O lady!
we will dine and will enjoy wine!

But if you will go…
my nerves will unrest
I said again!

Wait lady wait!
Wait lady wait!

Don’t test my heart!O Lady!
I bet! I can’t rest without You!

And a time
twisted to evening

alone coffee, I took!
Looking rising moon
wishing to meet her soon!
one more time
I told Fullmoon
I bet, If I will meet her again
I will not let her go away

Please
Bring Bring Bring!

Bring my heart
O moon
Listen to me soon

At night
wow! I see I see!
I see a four leaf clover in her hand
she came back with ample love
my mind bonfire!
Again
like millions of molecules
dancing my heart…
Like a chirping beauty
she kissed me
directly

Dancing begins
with one stroke
‘rock n roll’
while dancing

I said
I can’t wait!
She said
She can’t wait too!
I said
Don’t go anywhere!
then!
Again!
cyclones in my heart said
again!

Wait lady wait!
Wait lady wait!

cheers

Ravindra Kumar Nayak (1990- till today) was born at Jodhpur( Rajasthan) in India. His native hails from Bihar. He is a philosopher, a social thinker, an Engineer, and a dreamer. Mainly thrilled with nature and respect love and beauty. He loves to explore the world of possibilities and also like to adventure very untrodden imaginations! He loves writing poems!!! Some of his works published in the porcupine magazine, Banta91 and Pepperoni Pizza Poetry Anthology, Durre’s Secret magazine and many more. Visit to see more works in http://dswmagazinepk.simplesite.com
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Trapped

The words aren’t caught in my throat
not like a butterfly in a net,
more like
trapped.
A firefly in a jar:
in the dark
their meaning burns bright,
but for now
it is light
so even I don’t know what they mean

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Poem #97

It’s interesting how much you can
write, think, talk, dream and sing
about someone who isn’t even worhty
of being on your mind. People like
that just crawl into your mind and
they are so bad that everything with
them feels right. You convince yourself
that the danger you put your heart in
is where your heart should be.
Love should feel like a high-speed race
but not one that ends in a crash
Jump out of that car and minimize
the damage done to your heart.

Emotions

That’s the thing about Emotions
They are so much like fire
From a safe distance
Warm, inviting, lovely to look at
The crackles, snaps and pops
Sounds like a song to ears
Drawing you closer and closer
Until the flames lick your fingers
And singe your hair
You’re too close to getting burned
And even when the blisters heal
You miss the pain of the flames.
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