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POEM: Let Me Know.

Do you harbour no regret?

Robo-Hobo (Sci-Folk)

I am just a Robo-Hobo riding in a space boxcar; over lazer light rails I go, travelling across the stars. Other folks may live under domes but I’ve got no fixed address;

The Prowler

Like a caged prize fighter I watch him prowl Oblivious to my eyes Marking his every step Cross waste land void of green trees His paws curl like a boxer’s glove,

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I behold the blank page eying me From its right angled corners Tunnelling my vision into its Bare expressionlessness Perfect lines are on its surface Begging to be intruded by

oysters have long black eye lashes.

Today, you bought oysters and carried them back through town, in a see through plastic box. one was unlocked, you picked it up. had you ever looked, inside an oyster
Cherry

The Ufonauts (Part Four)

The final part of a tale inspired by the alien abduction mythos.

Eve Teasing

Eve Teasing P K Routray With age and increasing Courage an adolescent boy for his infatuation and joy teases a girl, annoying her an act of eve teasing it is sure.

Judas Iscariot: The Assasination- Part 1

A parody. Life lesson about people we trust welcome into our households and later on go ahead to betray us. A must read

Death of Connor Sanderson: Chap 2: Part 1 & End of Chap 1.

London,1910: Abraham Stoker's 'Dracula' had made barely a ripple in the pool of human consciousness. Connor has hard lessons to learn.

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Nine ( Pt 3 ) Danger Lurks!

Cinnamon worked hard that very same day. Cook had asked the two girls to work late, as there was much to do, with the weather turning.

The Day Nature Got Tired

a smile spreading across the mothers face. Mankind had tried to put Nature in fetters but, perhaps, this species would do better; choose love, respect and kindness as its path.
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portraits of myself

Others painted me brightly

A great day

Rejoice

Valor

Valor P K Routray When human race is in peril, in the claws of demon and devil, come the noble men with iron will to save the humanity they perform the tasks uphill.

Love is Lasting

I never desired to be a King nor whaler on the sea
Cherry

My Mother drives me mad!

Spoken from the heart - my Mother drives me mad!

It’s an uphill battle

Relatioinships can won and lost in the battlefields oif life but all is fair in love and war

Hello Charity

If love can fill the void between distance and time it would be possible to speak with the ones we have always loved

Confronting The Truth

A Short Sketch that digs a dramatic conversation about verity and society

Dum Spiro Spero - attempt two

I didn't particularly like the way I had done this poem the first time, so I made a few amendments, that are probably the first of many.

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