A part of me is sliced tonight
chaffed off my tender heart
The breath is half,
Life becomes half
snatches as the clutches of destiny
from my existence
a part
Somewhere down the years , the bruised portion will grow
balm the wounds with verses of blood
curing pain of the open shredded injuries
A part of me then shall merge,
rejuvenate
coalesce and unite to assimilate finally
like a body converts to ashes
and integrates in the soil
A Life gets over
The quill rewrites …
Art work by SamVerdegaal
“Revolution”
You keep your head down and follow the footsteps.
Those feet imprinting themselves in mud, all of your vision.
As you walk slowly in line. Head down.
The world blurs itself in peripheral vision.
As do the guns and uniforms.
And the words and the stories.
Spoken in hushed voices.
Keeping you in line.
As you slowly walk.
Head down.
But some day,
Some day you’re going to want to look up.
Some day you’re going to want to get shot.
Some day, you’ll be bits of brain and blood in mud.
You’ll be the easel.
The brush plucked from your skin.
Dipped back in your lifeless body.
Making paintings in someone else’s peripheral vision.
You weren’t meant for lines.
Lines weren’t meant for you.
And there you’ll be lying.
Dead, perhaps. Lifeless, never.
Eyes skyward.
Head high.
So high.
@Srijan Dubey
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The era of revolution begins! Get connected artists and voice your thoughts for the dying humanity. Spread universal love and compassion.
This question might trigger /instigate thoughts of every individual? Aren’t we ?
The answer is NO. Belonging to a race called humans and coming from different cultural and social backgrounds, have we as humans tended to evolve ourselves more perfectly? Indeed not, the race has moved far away from the definition of being humane.
What have we done to our society, this world and universe? Forget about animals, we cannot live in peace with each other.
How shall we stop this growing inhumaneness?
“The abandoned kin of mankind
stray on deserted roads and wealthy jungles
wolves concealed under the sheepskin,
buy their integrity
in exchange for shelter
what curse befalls on the humans…
Can thou see!
Die they in thousands ,
in wars, blasts and homicide
culpable in every way…
in ashes of dead
live thousand wishes and aspirations
burn in rage ,
the abandoned and bereft
destitute of nature”
CREATION:
The birth of ” Revolutionary Pens ” is for an unified purpose of the revolutionary artists around the world to create a world free from hatred, violence, discrimination, terrorism, politicization and transform it into a peaceful and humane world.
Artists across the globe are invited to share their respective thought provoking works here. It doesn’t lend any platform to artworks which include derogation, abuse of any form , nudity, violence , indifference, discrimination and lastly but not least plagiarism in their works.
“PATTERN”
Revolutionary pens welcomes all artists across the geographical borders to join hands in an endeavour of creating a better and peaceful universe through the mighty power of their respective revolutionary thoughts.
The group considers Humanity as the only religion of world and writings , narratives, poems, articles and non fictions should be posted which ignite the dead thoughts and instigate introspection to bring about a desired change in life, people, society, nation or world. Any kind of artwork is welcomed which falls in compliance to the above categories.
“OUR MOTIVE”
Amidst the world of chaotic noise and bouts of hatred , we the people of this world live in cocoon to free ourselves from these pangs and detach by ignoring the situation of the world. Issues are plenty ,but every problem shows the lack of inhumaneness in character and nature.
How has mankind moved in such a direction ,where we forget ,that we are humans and not cannibals or animals?
Strike a dialogue with others with your thought provoking notes, articles, poems, paintings, creations,photographs, editorials .
The group intends to bring together like minded artists and creators across the globe while creating a bond between each one of us to spread the word of peace and harmony through their respective works.
“A problem is a problem, will be a problem unless we don’t’ act upon it! “
A WARM WELCOME TO ONE AND ALL !
Join The cause here “REVOLUTIONARY PENS”
I stare without a gaze
emotions bereft
open strands
in pursue of the zigzag roads
my wings get plucked and ruffle
faraway a mountain attracts my heart
again…
births a new zeal
infused with endless enthusiasm…
like petals of rose, my words fragrance
will they live eternally between the nostalgic pages
as love echoing poetic passion…
would someone unravel the buried grave
one day,
will light dawn on the million verses
sleeping in peace for eonion
fluttering them to their destination
letting them free
to be epical scriptures.
soumyav 