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Best Poems From
RANI TURTON
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Destiny, Dragging On
My destiny is tired.
The slope leads upwards, onwards,
Into clouds and far beyond.
My destiny, like me, walks slowly
Mumbles softly
Remembers ancient rhymes.
My destiny, not knowing why
Hardly realising that every game has it's rules
Has decided to try
Though, tired, and betrayed,
A little bit frayed
Has decided
To carry on, far beyond, with aching feet,
On the winding path, the trees
The boulders and rocks
To avoid the torrent gushing beneath.
Copyright Rani Turton 2008
Rani Turton
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Emotion, Like Wings
Like wings that rustle softly, emotion is fleet-footed
And transient. Not bogged down by mire,
Able to dance and then run wildly, not gravity borne
The intensity at times cannot be borne,
Borne but not borne.
Emotion, like a flower's petals, that open to bloom
In spite of hostile elements, unthinking and naive
Innocent and brave, born to this world bright.
Like wings that rustle sofly, emotion is unreflective
Unthinking and illogical. The brightest garden blooms
Where grow the flowers; in the throes of deep emotion
The soul doesn't stagger but walks upright.
Emotion is the beginning and the end; the continuum
Of life's substance. Subsistence and the breath of life:
Softly, like wings rustling in the night, emotion comes.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Rani Turton
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Entity And Nonentity
Names, places, things.
Whither, thither, wither.
Names that speak of where you come
Or began or have become.
Names, faces, and places.
Nothing, noone and nobody you have become.
When my mother was young, she would
Play with me, her face showed her love.
But that was far away, when I was someone.
Perilous was the crossing. From one life to another.
Am I an entity still? What do I become?
I speak in strange words to a stranger in a strange land.
An entity, yet but in my mind I think:
No Homeric persona am I, not a protagonist
Just an entity on the brink
Of nonentitiness, of trying to understand.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Rani Turton
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For Tonight
For tonight, thoughts will cease
For once my blood and body will try to please
My mind and its outpourings; for tonight the world
And its satellite techonolgy can spin its way.
Planets, stars and other celestial bodies
Can leave their trail in the sky;
For why should this persona, that is I
Always try to touch their orbits. That is, my body
And my soul divine must sometimes try
To remain detached, insignificant and not sigh
Eternally after the great, the grandiose and after all the supernova
Can blind the eye and then fade;
Silence in the galaxy, its light can reach millions after centuries
The bright and the dull, light and shade
My poetry has for reason an illogical emotion
That words beyond season, time and rhyme
Touch hearts and minds just for a short year at a time
Ad then fade.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Rani Turton
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