Text-Poesy ~~~ Yogibear & Pandabear

The following is a series of two-line text-poetry, these were impromptu and were exchanged as mere SMS's.

Yogibear

The sinews of steel strain

In search of the elusive grain

Pandabear

My dry pair of socks,

Has walked many wet roads.

Yogibear

In search of the waltzing portion

Enmeshed in a diurnal motion

Pandabear

She walked away with pride and guts,

Leaving unstubbed cigarette butts.

Yogibear

More like an arrogant walk

And certainly beyond all talk

Pandabear

Coffee stains splattered the table,

Blood stains shattered the able.

Yogibear

The cascading warm spears

All buried in the melee of tears

Pandabear

Wrinkled hands rub against the stamp fringes,

Old love reignited with past hinges.

Yogibear

The celestial beast tweeted

Since he felt he was cheated

Pandabear

Let poesy encompass the whole,

The rustic and the mechanical soul.

Yogibear

Let poetry harp

On a colourful carp

Pandabear

Of art and music of great mind,

Who could say the past lived in such kind!

Yogibear

And as the final call

Say ripeness is all

Pandabear

Behold, the various scribbling crew,

For unwise minds write long review.

Yogibear

The muse then said to the hind

It's all there in your feverish mind

Pandabear

Your themes call for praise and applause now,

And the Muses walk before you taking a bow.

Yogibear

With the works cited list done

The article waits for none

Pandabear

Men and women, thus are screaming,

And here are the hearts entangling.

Yogibear

The scream, the cream and the ream

Wait at the door to catch a moonbeam

Pandabear

For once the vessel was filled, Jesus,

And pot with a hole truly squeezed us.

Yogibear

Jesus, tell me you took the exam

And got more than eggs and jam

Pandabear

Whispering tongues poisoned the truth,

Parted were those friends in youth.

Yogibear

The hour that's come at last

Asks all dice to seek repast

Pandabear

Hearts are torn away,

As love seeks to decay.

Yogibear

Said Pope, 'When I lisp in numbers

Even the crawling ants become tumblers'

Pandabear

Just yet, and now away from deceiving,

But a sudden wrench is enough to stop believing.

Yogibear

The fire that burns in the distant deeps

Sparkles and sears even as it sleeps

Pandabear

When his lips to mine are pressed,

Cupid looks over that this love is blessed.

Yogibear

What is needed of the cupid

Isn't tears but bombs stupid

Pandabear

Fare thee well, my dear king,

Martyrs are remembered when children sing.

Yogibear

We know that Children sing

Without knowing a thing

Pandabear

Mute harps hug the sad tree,

Hands are locked but tears free.

Yogibear

You can take what poem you want

The poets won't die if you can't

Pandabear

Life is thorny and spent at times in vain,

Like miserable heart and maddening brain.

Yogibear

If gems are handed on a splatter

They forget to sparkle and glitter

Pandabear

Love's death brings in deeper sorrow,

But I live to see the sun every morrow.

Yogibear

The tiger's tail tells the tail

That tricks the thimbles to thunder

Pandabear

Mounting within is the cold despair,

As gloomy thoughts collide in the air.

Yogibear

When curtains fall

It's time for all

Pandabear

Thus to my memory of recall,

I've remained dearest to all.

Well, this was our text-poetry!

Yoganand Kore (a.k.a. Yogibear)

Suhasini Srihari (a.k.a. Pandabear)