Ishan Benegal

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Creation

I. Indoors; outdoors Outside; inside Sunlight; tubelight The poet must choose   II. Lights on Lights off The glow of the computer illuminates the poet’s minds   III. Turn to a fresh new page Clean, blank –limitless Grabbing the pen,  the poet begins   IV. Look out or look in What do you want to […]

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Poiesis

Imagine you are a poet.   Forget everything else Poetry is your calling, for these next few minutes Can you describe it?   What is the point of a poem? Of poetry, in general Do you know? Does anyone?   A poet looks out at the world Takes in the world; breathes it in And […]

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Theft

A poet reads No he devours Others’ works   Reads to steal   Not the superficial language Not the words that are on the page A poet’s theft is far deeper –more meaningful Thoughts and ideas   An idea can change everything An idea is a poet’s strongest weapon   A weapon to cause change […]

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Les Textos

“Will 2025 be anything like today?” “I feel like I need some coffee. Even though I don’t feel tired at all. I want coffee. I feel like I need. Does that make sense?” “How do you know what you want? Is it a thought, hmmm I want that. OR is it an insatiable urge. I […]

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Blank

A blank page lets you write what youwantA blank canvas lets you paint what youwantA blank room lets you decorate it like youwantA blank house lets you design it like youwantA blank office lets you organize it like youwantA blank world doesn’texistA blank life lets you change the one we liveinA blank _______ lets you […]

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Watching that ticking Clock

Tick. Tock.Tick. Tock.Time passes us byWhen we aren’t looking Tick. Tock.Tick. Tock.The key is isthat life is too short Tick. Tock.Tick. Tock.Yet we still play theseGames Tick. Tock.Tick. Tock.We can’t ever cutright to the chase. Tick. Tock.Tick. Tock.Don’t ever look at the clock Tick. Tock.Tick. Tock.Waste your timeplaying games Tick. Tock.Tick. Tock.Do that, andyour life won’t […]

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Inspiration

A beautiful girlDark curls caress her soft napeWhen will I see her? Chocolate eyes –Deep and full, draw me closertaking me away Her pink lipsglistening in the moonlighttaste of strawberry A woman’s body –bare, smooth and supplePure perfection

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