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Where Pyramids are Geometries of Lies
by Debashish Haar
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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O, Ozymandias, the king of kings,
setting sun mocks your torso, wind erodes
your remains, where sand builds castles and sings
and sculpts the wind. Cities crumble and roads
crosshatch the remains, Nile thunders and wears,
your flesh diffuses in the air, eyes crush
and coalesce in a blind arc that bears
military junkets, where brined blood rush
like raging waters of Niagra falls.
Cleopatras are the billboard beauties,
Caesars build coliseums and fire walls,
leaders barter sand and collect booties
where Sphinx plays Chinese whisper with fireflies,
Pyramids are geometries of lies.
Copyright©2005, Debashish Haar
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| Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader) |
9/1/2009 |
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| This is an amazing poem. |
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| Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle |
10/11/2008 |
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Every word and line in your poem fits how you express your feelings and thoughts.I enjoy reading your poems very much.Keep up the good work,take care
Edwin |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
10/10/2008 |
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| i really like the state of mind this poem left me in ... |
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| Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson |
10/10/2008 |
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| Your work is still wonderful |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
10/9/2008 |
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I admire your work, Debashish, line for line.
And wonder why I haven't been here before.
-gene. |
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