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April is no more Cruellest

April wasn’t that cruel this year and ended perfectly. Yes, the warmth of March turned into unbearable heat; still, it was lesser than the feat which people achieved in April. April wasn’t that unholy this year, and said goodbye fairly. Yes, the carcasses of defenders stunk; still, it was too little a pain that that what the ‘pro-poor crusaders’ took in April. April, the month and hours, passed was nothing; [...]

By | May 3rd, 2017|English Poems|0 Comments

Story of My Marijuana – Modernist Poem

I smoke ink to end my craving; inhale life and omit imagination; when on high dosage, I might, too, excel the reality… such is the story of my marijuana! This is a modernist poem (if I may say so) linking marijuana to poetry.

By | October 28th, 2016|English Poems|0 Comments

The Mute City Night | Poem

The Mute City Night   The night roars in its mute voice! City walks; city sleeps; city makes love, and city murders. The night roars in its mute voice! City lies on the footpath amid the mist and fog that might clog the soul’s movement. The night roars in its mute voice! City is sad; city will rejoice. Let the night roar in its mute voice… We all know behind [...]

By | October 27th, 2016|English Poems|0 Comments

Should I Say I Love You? Poem

Shall I? Will You? Well, though I know the soul is immortal, yet, to get ashore of the vale of mortality, it needs another fragment of the whole of purity. So, where to find you, dear love? Though I see you sitting next to me and blushing and hiding the immortal vale of mystery behind your curly dark hairs. I, though see you too have true complications, deep inside, that [...]

By | October 4th, 2016|English Poems|0 Comments

Poem on Humanity Who Am I

  A Poem on Humanity by Alok Mishra Who am I? I sleep on the bed called earth; I cover myself from cold and sun with the cloth called sky. I came from the land of terror; I could barely save the carcass that breaths death! I need a place, and solace; I need sympathy and love. I need no more the shadows of guns and military dress. I need [...]

By | December 25th, 2015|English Poems, Poems|1 Comment

Life is A Poem And Full of Poetry!

Life, Poem and Poetry! Whenever I am asked to describe life, I begin with mute! Yes, there are reasons behind this pose. To me, life is something that I cannot just have a go as soon as someone wishes me to speak about it. I need time; I need words (indeed, the best ones); I need analogies; I need perfect arguments, and yes, I need metaphors! At last, I speak; [...]

By | December 17th, 2015|Articles, English Poems|0 Comments

Poems by Alok Mishra

Poems by me, yes, Alok Mishra I am publishing some of my recent poems in this post. I hope you will like these creations. For me, poetry comes everywhere, every time... you do not need to wait for poetry to happen!   Dear ‘TIME’ I picked up sand in both my hand from the infinite of his opulent creation. I wished, I could undo the Time! Ah! the motions always [...]

By | December 3rd, 2015|English Poems|7 Comments