‘ Pyramid Scheme ‘ – Poetry Verses Inked

fine art, painting

Pyramid Scheme

I’m wearing bows and arrows cos

you let me, you left me here with this

inheritance of junk and ready to

recycle yogurt containers i filled with

cement to receive compliments, it’s the

garbage they love most but don’t want

to pay for unless it’s vitrine’d

Somehow Houdini chose different problems

and I admire him for distracting

me and everyone else from

thinking about death in the too tired

way that fuels cosmetic industries

pays thousands for turning

grapes into grapefruits on his dime

i’m seeing less more but that’s down

hill i’m not confusing the triangle

with the pyramid, one is flat and the

other has people inside holding up

the base on their shoulders like  servants

multiplying agents like matrix men

grey to astound me grey to neutralize

to neuterize me, I’m paying

her to clean above

the poverty line

A Poem by Suzanne Goldenberg ( New York )

Desk: Declaring– A discourse on a poem by Fedrico Garcia Lorca

Also Read: Ray Bradbury – The Art of Fiction

Fake society
Artwork: Fake Society ; Artist: Nikola Jankovic ( Novi Sad, Serbia ); Medium: Pastel on Canvas

Pride and Pain

once upon a branch tethered to a brook
 drifted upstream, heart nestled overlooked
on the rapids, with floating debris
 Pummelled, polished as ever he could be

The  ground beneath his feet
  sprouted sage in the temperate heat
 and blossomed the finest for all to treasure
 and snapped  each time, beyond mistrust measured

 He ran from his shadow with the mirror of his scars
 He prisoned his emotions encage without bars
Pride and pain engraved upon his banner
and words and emotions and virtuous manners

Yet he lost what he had, his affection as a gift
for no droplet could seep the old bark adrift
 Washed from his fruit he wilted on a shore
 The forests sang an ode to a tree that was before

Priyanka Charan


Art-Hard Reality