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Monday, May 21, 2007. As the images unwind…. Sitting by a window. Looking out through its stained glass,. Watching life go by me,. All those eternal seconds. As I remain,. Its nothing but images. On stained glass,. Running like a cinema,. Oozing out of a projector. Once the reel finishes,. Everyone has to leave. 17 / 5 / 2007. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Friday, November 5, 2010. The plight and mockery of existence. The ripple of clouds in the night skies. Lapping of singular waves of the seas. Upon the limitless expanse. Glimpses of eternity flowed forth to the meek . 6 / 11 / 2010. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Monday, May 21, 2007. At the beginning of time. When everything was created. Made to exist for an eternity. Changing shape and form as endless ages pass. We were the greatest once. Bringing with it erosion. Like a vast sea eating away the shore. Change was the bride of existence. Together we moved with her. Time grew faster and days grew shorter. An erratic frenzy took hold. Stripping earth from all her richness. Raping her supreme goodness. Then my existence changed. I was chosen to enter life.
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Sunday, November 21, 2010. Danced in the dark. To a rhythm so divine. One with the music. Mad passions towards endless joys. To listen to my laughs echoing into the dark night. 21 / 11 / 2010. May 5, 2011 at 11:18 PM. Good poem to love,. One with the music/. To be one with/. Just with the music? I too feel happy. May 17, 2011 at 4:40 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Friday, November 5, 2010. Like the black meaningless skies at night. The silent lull of waves. The rot of it all nauseating. Foolish world. Foolish selves. One lies on the bare sands. Waiting to be swallowed into its deepest depths. Away, away from all reminders. Away, away from memory. Away, away from existence. 5 / 11 / 2010. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Monday, May 21, 2007. Desolate I stand again. What can this mind do? What can this body do? And pulling them all away. My sanity being vested on mirages. When will they shatter? What would become of me? Maybe if I begged time to. Freeze me in my ecstasies. I might live on. I’ll have to wait,. Wait for madness to descend. Wait for a miracle maybe. What else can one do,. But to live on. In this sickness that has. Plagued man from the beginning of time. 5 / 5 / 2007. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Friday, February 8, 2008. In a place far away. A place so secluded. A place man didn't know as yet. Here creation had been sustained in its original beauty. A rose came into being. A rose that was blessed with the blackness of space. A rose whose purity burned through whiteness. Never blooming in the light. But in the misty dark,. She raised her head in majesty. To behold the world,. When the moon touched her velvette petals,. Breathing in the blackness with sprays of moonlight. The bloom still survived,.
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Friday, February 8, 2008. Space, inhabits the mind. Eyes seeing in blurs. Ears dead to voices. Allowing the cold winds to bite. In the end,. Bluring out of life's living tapestery. To be one with the spaces. 7 / 2 / 2007. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Friday, August 20, 2010. Like a growing flame. Gnawing at your breast. Eating your stale heart. And you sit in lonely corners. Plucking out the nerves on your wrists with bleeding fingers. Trying hard to remove the dead rot that has become one with you. But you will die slowly. As the mold spreads deep into your nostrils. And your voice falls along with the songs that were never sung. 20/ 8 / 2010. May 5, 2011 at 11:25 PM. When one senses terribly. Feels the prison wall? March 1, 2012 at 9:32 PM.
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