Hunger Poems
Barren paper
by Bhuwan Thapaliya
A pallid
sheet of paper
teases me
with its randy glare,
......
To Hungry Crow
by Pijush Biswas
Thou, unravished soul of nature
Thou art child of festal mood of day,
Breaker of silence at morns' feature
Until the day utterly ceased to be
Upon the thatch, the roof, or abbey.
Thou art heartful crier of famine
While terrestrial need is high
And sorrow and woe by divine
Resize itself; And we summoned thee
......
Our World, Our pain, Our remedy
by Richie Kharis
On one count in our world where remedies are wanted
Yet vessels are found with no still soul
So much Pain is communicated in silence within the nation
but only among the likes that can understand its notion
The birds are crying for their safety yet standing on a dying tree
The fetus is kicking in the womb of a mother seeking a hideout at gunpoint
The children are struggling to sleep while their parents stand and watch
The authorities are calling for votes from a hungry nation with no peaceful homes
......
Traffic signs
by Willem BurgerPeople talk out loud at the traffic sign,some people don’t understand they’re thrills and how they can always act fine like how they able to just wine and dine,when they be witnessing all that crime that shit that’s barely worth a dime…fine they have them lover’s those solid four wall structures,warm against they’re shoulders,hurting those who know us those people who over throws us cut throats us you know the low below the line blow outs the crime infested cold outs but you don’t want to know the where abouts to fill out your doubts…
Continue readingTo Hungry Crow
by Pijush Biswas
Thou, unravished soul of nature
Thou art child of festal mood of day,
Breaker of silence at morns' feature
Until the day utterly ceased to be
Upon the thatch, the roof, or abbey.
Thou art heartful crier of famine
While terrestrial need is high
And sorrow and woe by divine
Resize itself; And we summoned thee
......
Traffic signs
by Willem BurgerPeople talk out loud at the traffic sign,some people don’t understand they’re thrills and how they can always act fine like how they able to just wine and dine,when they be witnessing all that crime that shit that’s barely worth a dime…fine they have them lover’s those solid four wall structures,warm against they’re shoulders,hurting those who know us those people who over throws us cut throats us you know the low below the line blow outs the crime infested cold outs but you don’t want to know the where abouts to fill out your doubts…
Continue readingOur World, Our pain, Our remedy
by Richie Kharis
On one count in our world where remedies are wanted
Yet vessels are found with no still soul
So much Pain is communicated in silence within the nation
but only among the likes that can understand its notion
The birds are crying for their safety yet standing on a dying tree
The fetus is kicking in the womb of a mother seeking a hideout at gunpoint
The children are struggling to sleep while their parents stand and watch
The authorities are calling for votes from a hungry nation with no peaceful homes
......
Barren paper
by Bhuwan Thapaliya
A pallid
sheet of paper
teases me
with its randy glare,
......
