Yelling Dream

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Nectar Of Soul

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Farm Of Torment

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Music From a Pale Mind

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Ideas In Play

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Pages of Past

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Fragrance In Buds

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Windows of Joy

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Cosmic Holy Birth

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Coils of Joy

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Postures On Shadows

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Incredible Fires

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Moves of Self

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Roam Your Mind

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Sands of All

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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By Charles Robert Lindholm

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A kindness

It's not being selfish as sometimes you need
a kindness extended to self
a pampering here
for a top up of cheer
all to keep you in perfect health

And it's not just your body but your mind of course too
that needs looking after each day
mental health care
to keep you aware
and help you along on your way

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Chalk Bones

My cheeks inherited
these whispered blushes.
Above them sits one jewel
in the traverse
of my brow’s flesh,
a stream of teardrops,
permanently nestle
in the body of my face –

Take A Step

I am never sure where my mind will wander
At times I feel that I am in complete control
Other times it wanders as if it was not mine
Leading me on a journey into a black hole.

Standing Under Understanding

 
 

We can try as hard as we might to comprehend life
Dreams always seem to be goals worth our pursuing
However feelings always seem to get in the path
As we struggle to get to the point of understanding.

Stay Up

They glare, the lanterns of the city, the rooftops lit with minds
that cannot sleep, with eyes

that will not close, and mine are along, the plung
of neuroticism; rest rises up and sudden there’s the tug. We’re
hot, a blade in need of pounding, the urge
to spin, lofty dreams, haggard visions, twisting
our teeth like screws. But the builders build. The makers make.

Thoughtless

The mind is a tool that should never stop working
Yet all too often rather than listen and take heed
We choose to ignore the warnings it tries to give
Believing that the heart knows better what we need.

Poet’s Corner Poetry

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LIGHTENING ROD

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I don’t really understand it

this gift or curse from God

MONSOON SEASON

By Charles Robert Lindholm
  

Your leaving me is like a monsoon season
Constant thoughts of you
                                     pounding
on the tin roof of my mind
day and night
                    like water torture