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Featured Poem – September 2016

Poem: Admiration

By Bhavna K.

 

Seeing you follow your heart

Motivates many embrace success

Universe bows down in Admiration.

Featured Poem – January 2016

Poem: Change

By Arjun Gogar (Age 13, Bangkok Prep School)

 

All the sights that I can see

died and destroyed from toe to feet.

weaker and weaker without power

all people do is devour, devour and DEVOUR!

 

The world is viewed in a bad way.

Died, destroyed and rotten away as

nature is manipulated and ignored.

Sleeping by the street snore, snore and SNORE!

 

We get up and fall to the ground

money closed jobs and some have drowned.

Education is the tool to build many doors

cleaned and Sweep from floors, floors and FLOORS!

 Featured Poems – December 2015

When the bucket is overflowing it’s better we share than waste the creative juice. This month will feature two Poems. One from Ob Saiyavath and the other from Brian Woo. The uniqueness of words only makes creativity connect with reality of experiences and imagination.

Ob Saiyavath’s youthful distinction towards discrimination and life clearly depicts in his poem ‘Distinction.’ He studies in the Faculty of Arts’ Chulalongkorn University. It’s great to feature the works of words that slowly integrate into the human system.

Poem: Distinction

There’s a distinction between prejudice and discrimination

Just as there’s a distinction between a senseless death and a heroic one.

Creativity Rocks! This Month’s other feature is Brian Woo! A shout out to him and thanking him for sharing his poetry with us. He is from Korea, but lived all over. Currently in Bangkok, Thailand, and most recently Berkeley, California. You can visit his website: https://medium.com/@bswwoo/hello-world-a86d5a98b9e4#.qppa7df8f 

Poem: Coffee

I remember making coffee with you,

back in the day, when sunlight blazed

silver through slatted windowpanes

and night slept in my bathroom

like a roommate who never flushed.

 

The grinder eagerly accepted our offering

of a single cup of whole beans, and

flashing teeth mingled garrulously with

the crackling chatter of brown-black

flesh and the hiss of evaporation. 

 

Woody, lush scents coated our nostrils

with Colombian heights;

with yawning Ethiopian loam;

with Sumatran jungle crevices from which

pumas stalked us with caramel eyes.

 

As you pressed down and separated

the coarse from the bitter, steam rose

and condensed on the TV. An atmospheric

fog instantly coated a San Francisco street, only

to disappear just as suddenly—a facsimile of reality.

 

When night emerged with bloodshot eyes

to amble ‘round the city, he saw us sitting and

watching food; he sniffed at our youth, our sleepless

smiles, then bummed a cup of coffee so black

that the last sip tasted like gritty gasoline.

 

 Featured Poem – September 2015

 Featured Poem – February 2015

 Featured Poem – January 2015

Poem: Sweet, Sweet, Home

There’s no place like home,

Or so the old grannies say,

We kick the little garden gnome,

Mom tells us we should run and play.

 

Cozy sofa, yummy smells,

All come from the kitchen oven,

‘Come and eat now!’ father yells,

We ate the cakes all by a dozen!

By: Fa Taepaisitphongse Grade: 7

Featured Poems – November 2014

“I hate and I love
Why do I, you ask ?
I don’t know, but it’s happening
and it hurts”
― Catullus

New Featured Poems – May 2014

May 16th 2014

By Dhiksha Sajnani (Student from NIST International School of Thailand)

Visit her Blog: http://shatteredmindbrokensoul.blogspot.com/

Poem: Gas Mask

New Featured Poems – March 2014

Poem: Enthralling Persona

 By Bhavna K

A man of free will

A visionary soul

Gulps down the misery of discrimination

Climbs a great hill with compassion

Breathes over hurdles

 

Uses time wisely

Don’t wish but go get

Don’t only dream but pursue

Money won’t create success

Freedom will

 

It doesn’t matter where one is from

A heart matters

Unite to create establishments

Because there is a Nelson Mandela in every true spirit

 

Poem: Cushion of Personal Magnetism

 By Bhavna K.

Emotional turmoil of being a victim of sexual abuse

Years passed by concealing the bruise

Failed relationships nestled her negativity

Welcoming positivity with progressivity

 

Successful television show rules the planet

Bringing new voices throwing away the victim blanket

Charity and justice become friends

Charismatic power unites contentment as friendly gems

 

No one will ever forget Oprah Winfrey for her blissful endeavor

Her love and compassion for society is forever

Poem: Tigress

By Bhavna K.

Every music piece is distinctive

Most lyrics are positive

It doesn’t matter if she kissed a girl or said you’re so gay

Lovely to create a teenage dream

Admirable to be an enthusiastic philanthropist

 

When she roars, fireworks engulf the sky

The charisma she shares unconditionally

Her perfume spreads the fragrance that meows

The Killer Queen fragrance refreshes the senses

Her breakdown in life lifts her yet again

 

Katheryn Elizabeth Hudson known as Katy Perry

Marches into the symphony of music

Lending her voice in Smurfs

She dazzles into the soul of her fans

 New Featured Poem – July 2013

A poem I heard recently in Bangkok and asked the Poet if it could be shared with all of you. Do read and be inspired.

The Hidden History of Women

By M KJ Ink Writer (BANGKOK)

There is a history

between our history and pre-history

A history in which Women were kings

A history that was methodically erased by men

til it was forgotten by man

the truth was suppressed

Women oppressed

and brainwashed to believe

they were anything but

better than us

And not just not better

not even equal

Lesser

Weaker

Dumber

and less deserving

This is what we did to them

Pulling the pedestal out from under their feet

and handing them an apron and rolling pin

 

It has not always been this way

That’s what you need to know

Before Buddha and Jesus and Greece and Rome

Before all the wars

that the Bronze Age bore

women were at the top of the food chain

Imagine that

Imagine it because it was real

A time

on this planet

when fathers held their daughters as high as their sons

A time when Women did not feel inferior

when they knew their character intellect and insight

were just as good if not greater than any man’s

and they were leaders

of human civilization

 

This needs to be known

That half of the human race

was once overthrown

In the name of fear and safety

in the face of war

women finally needed men

like never before

and for thousands of years

we both believed this was the way

it has always been

like all the bibles say

but I’m afraid that’s not the case

and it’s time we look at each other

and admit that our sisters

can be better than our brothers

because without that admission

we’ll never reach an even keel

and we’ll never live in a world

where no one has to kneel

or submit themselves

to the entitlement of another

the truth has been there all along

it’s the reality you must discover

 

Women were the first slaves

Think about that

And their enslavement was so profound

so psychologically sound

that by the time the chains came off

they forgot what they were capable of

what they could do

with unfettered hearts

and unrestricted minds

They forgot to ask

“If you are free yet powerless, then how free can you be?”

Doesn’t freedom inherently mean some say?

How shocking is it that women 6000 years ago

had rights that they just got back in the last century?

 

Crazy

But our species is not insane

it is just childlike

Over the last 10 thousand years

it has behaved in much the same way

a brother and sister might

One day little brother became bigger than his big sister

guess what happened then

Might has been right for far too long

it’s time we sing a different song

a duet perhaps, instead of a sing-a-long

instead of a one man show

anything I can do….you can do better

and I can do anything better than you

let’s be honest

our chromosomes and genitalia

have little to do with anything

How much you believe in yourself

and how much you are allowed to believe in yourself

is the single most determining factor

in the greatness of any one person’s life

Anything we can do

you women can do too

maybe even better

except…

violence

That seems to be the one area that we excel in

that you never have

Makes you wonder why we men are so proud

 

Don’t you see

by making half of the human race lesser than the other

we have effectively crippled our species

and our path of progress has been

something like…

a two person row boat

with only one oar

It’s like our species suffered a stroke

that paralyzed half our body

Think about the atrocities that we have committed

upon each other

that might have never been

if there were a respected woman in the room

where those decisions were made

A respected woman

what images come to mind

when you hear those words

Any?

Enough?

 

Thankfully times are changing

Women have nearly dug themselves

out of the cave they were stuck in

and are seeing glimmers of freedom

and the light of independent days

Continue to do that

Continue to push the limits and bounds

that are now more internal than external

just as your foremothers did

when it was the other way around

 

I hope as you find more strength within you

you continue to push it out into the world

and make our species stronger, better, more human

more humane

May you reclaim your voice

and rightful place in the natural order of life

Balance us

Help us steer

Help us on our haphazard way

Be our equals

our friends

our allies

But most importantly

help yourselves

Don’t depend on us

Because we have just as much

to learn and unlearn as you

We cannot help but hold you down

even if we try to help you up

Do not take our hand

until you are standing beside us

on this utmost mountain top

We all must think differently

We all must believe in each other

Our perception of the opposite sex

must be broken down

til there is more common ground

than ever before

And in the days leading up to that

if we ever do find out

that chivalry is dead

I hope you

were the ones

who killed it

 Poems By Bhavna K.

Cuisines

Cook mouth-smacking food to bloom the aroma of life;

Uplift, and understand the essence of your presence to upgrade your self-esteem;

Impress, inspire your charm by relishing incredible cuisines of the world;

Speak, simplify your feelings with expression feeling splendid, spectacular, and smashing;

Invite the ideal happiness waiting to create abundance in your life impeccably;

Nourish and nurture the love you have that retains the goodness you have always;

Engage, enlighten, and enchant life with the aroma of tasty meals and enterprising people;

Savor, support, and salute every moment that brings a smile to your face.

 

Expectations

 

As we take every breath, there is a slight expectation to take the other.

As relationships are made in this world so is the birth of expectation.

It feels like walking up a slope then tumbling down quickly.

Some expect more and some less. But it can’t be never.

It is okay to expect a little because it’s healthy.

With this the relationship enhances,

Only if one expects very less,

Then less disappointment,

Less.

The Eyeshadow Girl

The blend of colors enlightens her day when she decides to embrace them;

She loves various colors which bring alive a girl’s eyes;

Each color depicts the triumph of beauty from within that is eager to fly;

The charisma of colors vitalizes one’s surrounding being a priceless gem.

Surveying around, she picks her Jimmy Choo;

Then she looks at her sister to Shoo;

Picking up her Chanel bag she appreciates her labor of love;

She knows that materialism and spiritualism is hard work from blessing above.

Mother

Every heartbeat is bestowed upon,

Compassion embraces a child eternally

That uplifts a child’s soul in isolation in every way.

Words

Once blurted without caution,

It creates history enveloped in anguish

Only leaving you will bring serenity.

Promise

The ideal terminology in a dictionary,

One manifests to sustain

Then it is evaporated with despair.

 

Mood

 

I wish I could undo the misery;

I wish I could forget the scenario even though it is history;

If things were so easier said and done;

I would have accomplished all and feel wholesome;

As days went by, years went by, I begin to open ways;

I open ways and saw the everlasting flow of rays;

The mood I have, has been very well controlled;

For this I salute myself as I did not bail out;

Such a beauty life can be;

Then why my mood took years to comprehend and thought maybe?

Finally I see things differently, hoping it is not only me;

But everyone can feel inner satisfaction and peace for free;

Talk to the mood and get the act straight;

You never know, it might be too late;

This is it and I shall try to smile even when I don’t feel right;

Because this is right and will always be right.

My First Brother

Many relationships are made before or we end up choosing them;

How wonderful it is when the first person holds your hand and promises he will forever;

Biologically we are grown to learn, our siblings are our brothers;

Life teaches you that someone who offers eternal love, sincerity and is clever;

He has the full right to be your brother;

 My first brother: My father has always been there since birth;

Mother taught me to tie rakhi (a sacred and trendy thread) to him and mentioned he is your father, friend and brother;

Father is the most rightful person who possesses the gratefulness on Earth;

He is truthful, a protector, a friend, and brings life together;

I thank you for being in my life unconditionally and a big hug to you;

I respect and am grateful to all my brothers that I met you.

 

In The Moment

 

When tragic strikes the blame game starts,

It would be a miracle if one could just take a moment,

This would help in understanding there is no one to blame but oneself.

With a blink, a wave, a stretch, and a swing things change.

Let’s take a moment to live in the moment.

 

Work, drama, excuses, doubts only distracts one from the moment.

The pleasure to bring a smile on your face awaits in desperation,

The pleasure to make a moment be cherished awaits with style,

Then why are you permitting the taunts to take away the moment.

 

Genuine, passionate, and prosperous is the happiness you deserve,

Let’s sway to the dance of the wind,

Clap with the beat of the tune you hear.

 

Forgive, forget, and divert the cheeky mind,

Allow the blooming and budding joy fill your heart.

 

Live in the moment.

 

Shuffle

Generations have passed and so has the way to shuffle around;

Men can have multiple relationships and so can women;

The art of meeting various people in one’s life is sometimes ironic;

But the pleasure to many is unavoidable which can be confound;

It doesn’t matter what may be the journey even though it may feel like being chased by the demon;

This is because every experience for some is simply epic.

 

But for some, having to consider shuffling can be unaccepted;

There are many men and women, who would certainly prefer the real and genuine relationship;

Why does one have to be accepted if one has experience with shuffling?

Can’t the genuine relationship be appreciated with one special one rather than many special ones? When will this be fruited?

There are times when many questions and answers are exchanged regarding courtship;

The experience of dating brings and makes a relationship bloom with loads of cuddling.

  

As the generation is advancing, techniques to flirt have become savvy and sometimes corny;

Some people have simply lost their mind and some are bouncing back and forth with figuring out;

It is totally fine to shuffle, but it is also totally fine to choose not to and not being judged upon;

We live in a civilized society, atleast we claim to, then why all the irony;

We preach, desire, and bless our loved ones for a precious life with good values then why can’t people lookout?

It doesn’t matter what age one is, not to shuffle around with the wrong people is alright because one is not winning any coupon.

  

With observance, technology, society, scoops, and scandals one knows what is best for him or her following his or her heart;

It is great to receive advice and encouragement from well-wishers and loved ones;

Positive thinking and not judging oneself is an imperative ingredient to spice and escalate one’s life;

Therefore, appreciate what your heart desires and if it chooses and feels uncomfortable to shuffle around it is fine because whatever you will still meet your sweetheart;

One does not have to prove anything but contemplate that this inner battle will be won;

Harmonize, dance, smile, embrace, savor, and appreciate oneself for the perfect life because it will not happen twice.

 

Poetry By Other Contributors

 

It shouldn’t hurt to be a child

Sonia Chawla, 16 years old, Bangkok, Thailand (Feb 2013)

 

Ode to the forgotten children who was supposed to be loved
Ode to the children of the earth
They’ve been abused and hurt
While they couldn’t tell anyone
even if they wanted toOde to the souls of the children
Who has already left the earth
And prayers to those who’s still sufferingOde to the life of the young souls
That has been ruined
Even though they’re so innocentOde to those who have tried to help
But failed
At least you’ve tried
Life shall bring you treat 

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