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Gushing Fountain: A Collection of Poems
Gushing Fountain: A Collection of Poems
Gushing Fountain: A Collection of Poems
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"This book is a fine offer expanding the horizon of poetic readership...His yearnings are so genuine; readers can connect instantly. Humanity and love seem to be the genesis of his fecundity"

—Ambika Ananth, Muse India, India

"Poets like Dr Latoo may be able to contribute to the formation of a healthier global village...There is a poet-philosopher in the author of the Gushing Fountain",

—Dr James Paul Pandarakalam, British Journal of Medical Practitioners, UK

"Javed is so good at writing in original ways about calamities that humanity is facing. ... This book makes the reader feel good in more ways than one"

—Dr Nasseer Masoodi, Greater Kashmir, India

"A fascinating read... The poems are full of insight, generosity and unaffected passion. The writing is exhilarating. I highly recommend this book for every poem lover"

—Sumaiya Aadil Shah, Rising Kashmir, India

GUSHING FOUNTAIN: is a heartwarming and uplifting poetry collection. Poetry helps us to re-experience and re-imagine the world. Its beauty and power can heal us as well as create a sense of ecstasy. This collection of poems, written by a doctor of mind ( A Psychiatrist ), will inspire you, will give wings to your imagination and will enlighten your heart.

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Release dateJan 25, 2019
ISBN9781543704709
Gushing Fountain: A Collection of Poems
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Javed Latoo

Dr Javed Latoo is a UK-based doctor who was born in Srinagar, Kashmir. After graduating from medical school in Srinagar, Dr Latoo moved to the United Kingdom, to train as a Psychiatrist, where he now lives and practices. He is a managing editor of the British Journal of Medical Practitioners.  Dr Latoo writes poetry. His poems have been published in literary journals and magazines ( print and online) and in anthologies. Dr Latoo likes to use poetry to explore the philosophy of life, Kashmir, neuroscience, and mental health. He likes to write in the language of ordinary people, about their ordinary thoughts and about their ordinary insights. He is a managing editor of a UK literary journal “The Beautiful Space- A Journal of Mind, Art and Poetry.”

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    Gushing Fountain - Javed Latoo

    Copyright © 2019 by Javed Latoo.

    ISBN:                Softcover                    978-1-5437-0471-6

                              eBook                          978-1-5437-0470-9

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the author except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

    Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

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    Contents

    SECTION I

    O my Shadow

    Behold a Man judging others

    O thundering Lord

    Weed of senses

    A Bigot

    Higher Being

    Bird on my window sill

    O my soul

    Whispers of heart

    Of the projection

    Social Media

    Of the beauty

    SECTION II

    By the sea

    Angel of Sleep

    Childhood

    Autumn morning

    Barber and popinjays

    Ghost of Internet

    O Fulfilment

    A tree along the rivulet

    Travelling

    Raging sea

    SECTION III

    Nature

    I remember those walks by the sea

    When I am an old man

    Coffee

    Noisy airport and my mind

    Illusion chasing

    Ass festival

    Timing of death

    Man becomes a dirty stream

    Of depression

    London

    SECTION IV

    Divine Justice

    O defeat

    Superstitions

    O form worshiper

    Courage

    A girl with Anorexia

    Of psychosis

    Puja

    A Raven who wants to be a Dove

    SECTION V

    By the Dal Lake

    Ahmad

    Of the Kashmir

    Crimson Meadows

    Great Floods

    Ayesha- a half-widow

    Forgotten orphans

    SECTION VI

    My Jigar

    Mother

    A friend

    My dog

    Marriage

    Father and son twosome

    The moment I saw you

    The waft of her scent

    Of the Kiss

    Of the promises

    Come again

    I painfully miss you

    Come along my love

    SECTION VII

    Rolling glass marbles

    Books

    Envy

    Youth

    Of death

    Shadows of old lies

    Of Sorrows

    If you could

    The king

    O dreams

    Life

    Author Biography

    To

    Armaan

    Section I

    O my Shadow

    O my shadow……long have you followed

    My steps, my deeds; creeping along hollowed;

    Long have you stepped too near my heels,

    Witnessing my joys, sorrows and ordeals.

    Long have you walked silently behind me in every meadow,

    Jumped into every abyss and every ghetto;

    Beheld me under the covers, naked,

    When I feign to be more than a sacred.

    Long have you sat next to me, in my dark,

    When a fatigued soul is bereft of its spark.

    Long have you joined my every climb to the mountain peak,

    Where I devour my baseness with a beak.

    Long did I mistake you as part of my thoughts

    Before understanding your snares, your frauds.

    My snared spirit still aspires to glide away,

    To ascend to higher planes for a blissful play.

    My soul still endeavours, to shake off your emptiness,

    To overcome your long face of pettiness.

    Behold a Man judging others

    Behold a man, often tirelessly judging others,

    Drawing joy from, his fault-finding, his discovers.

    He clamours about other’s crimes and barbarism

    He affirms his inflated intellectualism and activism.

    But when his own sect indulges in inhuman acts

    He turns a blind eye to their brutality, to all facts.

    Alas all his sympathy, his humanity, evaporates

    Into thin air; unmasking his faults, his devious traits.

    His selective empathy, sprinkled with bigotry,

    Exposes his blind loyalty to his own

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