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Down with Rules
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Sumiraskos present book of poems, Down with Rules, contains a wide range of subjects and describes them as he has seen for himself.
Like Buddha and Kabir and many more great personalities, Sumirasko has spoken the truth with underlying beauty.
Sumiraskos poems are part of his literary world, admired by many intellectuals like vice chancellors of Indian universities, H. H. Dalai Lama, and scientists like J. V. Narlikar. Some persons consider them fit to be taught to students.
You may read, analyze, and discuss in gatherings, but the appetite for more such verses is always on the increase. So the demand is always on the rise. You evaluate his poems; moreover, the need to understand them again arises. So the physical presence of Sumiraskos poems in the bookshops as well as on other electronic mediums of mass contact is necessary.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 17, 2014
ISBN9781482822212
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Down with Rules - Sumirasko

Copyright © 2014 by Sumirasko.

ISBN:          Hardcover          978-1-4828-2222-9

                   Softcover            978-1-4828-2223-6

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Contents

1.     Strange Choices

2.     Don’t tread back

3.     I just heard

4.     Wish

5.     The Blind Vision, a new civilization

6.     An elegy for Doomed youth

7.     An insane walk

8.     Don Juan

9.     Disorder

10.   Don’t talk to me

11.   Tiger

12.   Martha — are you dead?

13.   Down with rules

14.   Tired traveler talks

15.   My Life is so deep

16.   Good Evening

17.   Point of no return

18.   In Praise

19.   Menacing

20.   Beyond Love

21.   Meeting of Two Impossibles

22.   Misery

23.   With a pen in my hand

24.   Intuition

25.   A Dialogue deep

26.   (A positive ode)

27.   Youth and old

28.   Ruth

29.   Ship and Storm

30.   The Poetic Chair

31.   Moods

32.   Melody

33.   The Midnight Sky

34.   And all this is false

35.   The Tree

36.   Just your grace

37.   Poor men

38.   The Room

39.   On the motion of your eyes

40.   Waiting for Dawn

41.   In the lamp light

42.   Who made thee?

43.   And if

44.   Day and Night

45.   The Hungry fellow

46.   Such a night is night

47.   Wealth and Wisdom

48.   Just Smile

49.   The Black Bag

50.   Love, Life and Liberation

51.   ‘To the wind’

52.   Only you

53.   ‘Love & Answers’

54.   The Escape

55.   Riddle

56.   ‘To Love’

57.   With mystical eyes

58.   Desireless Desire

59.   Her … . . Her

60.   Griffin

61.   Love heed’s not

62.   The artistic temperament

63.   The Dreamer of dreams

64.   My love you are rare

65.   Strange faces

66.   Thou were not made

67.   Deep Inside

68.   Virtue

69.   Strange state

70.   With you

71.   On an easy day

72.   Blue flame

73.   Cliff – hanger

74.   Foolish Magician

75.   In mid Sea

76.   Hear my words

77.   After wind and storm

78.   Fire

79.   Never I hoped

80.   On a clear sunny day

81.   High Romance

82.   A Scientific Catastrophe

83.   From real to love real

84.   The River

85.   Why

86.   When emotions erupt

87.   Conquest

88.   Folk Song

89.   Love – Poem

90.   At all times

91.   Love cannot take you

92.   Rescuer

93.   Peerless Peer

94.   First Lines

95.   Lord’s Grace

96.   Beauty beautiful

97.   Foolishly wise

98.   The Parrot

99.   Living Tombs

100.  Emotional Fool

101.  ‘O Burgson’

102.  When the pet parrot died

103.  The guy

104.  The Curtain

105.  You had had too much

106.  My name is … . .

107.  Born to Burn

108.  I miss

109.  Eau–de–Cologne

110.  What is life

111.  Moth’s night song

112.  A lesson in passion

113.  How to make Tea

114.  Poetry – The New Religion

115.  Love

116.  The whole world wishes yet

117.  In Delirium

118.  A Hymn to Igor Severyanin

119.  The Samaritan

120.  Remember

121.  Wake up

122.  All for love

123.  To a Coy Maiden

124.  The Child

125.  (When the dawn will die)

126.  Believe me if you can

127.  The Dawn

128.  To a loving harte

129.  How much I love thee

130.  Poetic Pen’s strength turns hell a heaven

131.  In a festive mood

132.  Now if one says

133.  Just to keep her safe

134.  The Lizard

135.  Laugh a little

136.  The First ray

137.  Free Soul

138.  Come clouds come

139.  The Gold–fish

140.  Between Aah! and Aha!

Strange Choices

At the beginning I want you to laugh

      at the end you all must weep

   Weep and cry (tears of real joy)

   if you don’t I curse ‘may you die’

         Amen

She was beatific, danced gracefully

lived till a few days ago

   may be she died, for about ‘her’

               I hear no more

      (so she was, was before)

She was the queen of the town

      and her name was ‘Madam Bown’

White as milk, soft and tender

      She was pretender

And this I so, so

      for I fell in love

         proposed marriage

She refused saying

   ‘She would marry not a fool’

Who had never seen the college

   never proper saw the ‘school’

   Yea! – I tell you, I am a bus conductor

   so I thought Madam Bown

Will marry someone rich

      or some fair and charming professor

   aye! I thought – She is beyond my reach

maddening love I turned insane

         my face turned pale and stale

   They took me to a mad house

         there we married, got an excellent spouse

   And only this moment I have

               come to know

   Madam Bown married no one handsome

         no one rich

      friend whispers into my ears

         ‘She is my wife, is within my reach’

   I have from her children

What choices they make? these women

   ‘She rejected a fool married an insane’

         Remember they open their eyes

                        Ah! but too late

yet, Madam Bown is her name

a name, which will bestow upon her name

   for real love she requitted at last

at my insanity, don’t be aghast

      laugh tears of real joy

She her strange choice

      has eternized her

She, ‘Mrs Bown love’s laughter’

Sumirasko

455 Dt. 11.10.1993, 7.00 P.M.

Don’t tread back

      Don’t tread back into the world He say

            ‘O harte’ hence flee yea fly ‘away’

         Here the lips are alien to harte

         here the faces lie

            their countenance just fake

         like a character in a play

            at once fly away

         Where I fumbling asked?

               there where the wind of tranquility blows

      Where I feel secure no longer a sceptic?

   Where harte converses with harte?

         lips fake come not in between

   Where betrayal is a distant dream?

         under the shadow of that peaceful sky

   Where love is not misery?

         a day’s and night’s pain

Where flows the innocent stream?

      in which the eyes fire may be extinguished

   a drop of love clean

         really sweet and tender

‘O fool’ tread not back into the world

      ‘O harte’ hence fly away

   here everyone’s love is like camphor

      evaporate in a day

         fly away, fly away

And the truthful harte listens

      still has no answer

   yet keeps repeating ‘desperately’

      suffocating alone

   ‘Love is like camphor, love and camphor’

      trying to disbelieve

   for he knew, ‘Love is eternal’

      knows only one is true

And he the man cries, fly hence

               tread not back

         or thou will not

      better be not a roman fool

            love is like camphor

   tread not back in world’s school

         where mediocres rule

      fly ahead

         harte listens sadly

   a million tears it hath shed

And knows not how to smile

      is drowning each moment

And the man keeps yelling

      ‘fly ahead’

         tread not back

or these mask will steam your tears

      yea! they will back

   they have the potential

         They have only the ‘knack’

fly hence, tread not back

Sumirasko

456 Dt. 12.10.1993, 00.25 A.M.

I just heard

   I just heard the other day

   a young lad say

         who prays for death

      who wishes to live

      Now this world or that world

   The fire that you cooly lighted

         my tears have extinguished

   the fire my tears have lighted

         who will extinguish them?

   Poor chap, I said

         a common, common lad

   relating the same old story

         didn’t he learn anything poor his dad?

   I just heard today

         He loved some one called my mother

      he accused her of the same crime

   aye! – betrayal with plenty of reasons

         but no rhyme

   my old wrinkled mother

         wasted his precious years

   for after betrayal with plenty of reason

         but no rhyme

 

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