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Knock knock whose there? He asked Me, the blind man. Came the response. And where from? Asked another, from the catacombs that covered years of deaths and solitude, in caskets of not so forgotten years. From the depths of reason
It was midnight moon cruising in the bedroom. I step aside in the depressed window, watch the overwhelming spillover. I listen, then do not listen to alien voices of bipolar beings, speaking Aryan, artfully in cryptic signs crunching the bones.
What rules the lives of men: beggars and kings, And those between, that unseats or installs, That crowns, exiles, or that sweetens or stings, While Fate has claimed the risings and the falls? Had all outcomes been rigged for loves
We walk the deserted streets of my city. The scorching hot cement sizzles that transparent vibration that warmth has under the light of day. We go from empty shops to empty museums to empty shops again, staring at blank walls
Sumptuousness of the cafe, Sitting at the corner… Softly Decorated with glasses comforts of Air-Conditioner.. Silent faces unknown held down on phone-screen… Headphones and Ringtones like sounds of guillotine Inside the head-Rage and fire against the politics-bullshit of generation of
Swaying in my dream Of blissful tomorrow Bearing within future mine Dreaming the dreams of mother to be Days are small weaving for you A feather like sweater with a red bow Nights are longer as I think of you
Those moments waiting for which was taking a life time, those moments have come and gone, those moments when two souls became one, those moments when they heard each other’s soft moan, those moments when they thought each other they
Her abuse of my naivety left a gaping wound; the cloaking (but never healing) of that wound made me hard and cold. She was sweet and sincere She dried my tears She was sympathetic And somewhat poetic She drew me
O light, where liveth thee? O light, darkness kills me. O light, will you ever come? O light, you only seek some. O light, why does dark haunt me in your presence? O light, go away, you have no essence.
Dream on all ye decedents of Kunta Boldly go wherever you dared to go Be happy ,sing aloud Hakunamatata Dream of the precious gems of Congo Dream on Africa ,Dream Mr .Kenyatta . Dream on all ye daughters of Africa
Crying my sorrows away in that dark lane where my memories bleed till this day, So many dreams I had, but these sleepless nights are crushing me everyday, All the time I think, would you remember me if I am
Slip in Lip may create crack in relationships Lip under control avoids misunderstanding with each other Lip when tight may create irritation to the other Lip dancing to others wish will Gel well with the other Lips when locked with
A strand of pearls clung to slender tree limbs bejeweled woody flora prismatic orbs tell tale sign recent cloudburst cleft darkened heavens rained watery life source liquid downpour laced branched canopy awash with molecular droplets requisite to feed burlesque Vaudeville
Life is but a fleeting moment. Death is but an unseen influence. Neither have any significance. Humanity is all of empty shells walking on broken ground. Emotions are only uncontrollable hormones. We act like we live with feeling when we
How it is that – at shrine while saying prayers sex was on your mind? You hated the betrayal and emptiness of life. but still tuned to sweet indulgence. And then a sudden flash back slaps in your face, and
A rare bird is he with feathers illuminous red and green; a bird that only few will ever see and perhaps ’twas meant to have been. This bird flies free over mountains and through the mind of a dream; escaping
Your smile is brighter than the summer sun Your face just stands out against everyone It’s the twinkle in your eyes that makes me wonder Will I get to have you in my happy ever after Oh dearest, I don’t
I will think of you At nights when my heart carries the heavy weight of death For breathing has no place without a face And I will think of you When courage refuses to let disappointments win And rivers were
Gummy stew of my intellect Something cooked too long Failed to set, failed to meet The approval of the master chef But even at the brink of the bin I bounce back brimming with A poisonous vengeance, say You’ve been
Sweet moonlight shone down on earth A single beam broke through the clouds Dancing across ripples in the lake Sneaking into a window pane Where a pair of eyes open wide in awe Little feet patter on the floor Tiptoed
He made me move on the rough edges to the abyss of ‘ I ’, persuasive, but strong for a thrilled journey, on the snow-clad relationship between disquieting follicles of wants. Completely alert, still drowning in fear of abstract river,
Men have become immune to stress. Men have become resistant to mess. Who made you and me immune and resistant? It is the new world order don’t be so hesitant. A new world order where we play with bombs. Where
Shattered to pieces I walked past thousands of many, But she stood besides me whether my life was dark or sunny. I didn’t realise that she was the only one who held my hand, When the whole world called me
I understand now, I understand why words like moths- Flutter in my mind, Like my thoughts they change all the time. I understand now, I understand the beauty of too much pain- Even a stale pain retrieved over and over,
I am lost in the fruitless existence of my soul, sleep, eat, pray, cry and repeat. Longing for the one to break me free from the chains of social acceptance and the prison blessed man has created for himself. Man
We will all live to a ripe old age. If not here, then probably over there… If not over there, then defiantly someplace else…. The mind is everywhere at once…. Experiences vary…. When I die in one place the others
The sky is aglow with last rays On altitudes twilight lingers late And saffron clouds hang like lanterns In the vast dusky firmament So deep and gloomy are my thoughts But not in the net of melancholy caught I might
Love never hurts , it only heals It is a source of eternal joy Love never takes , it only gives It soothes the soul, never annoys When life becomes complex Love doesn’t evaporate When failures come to vex Love
Remembrances… A wild laugh, needling rain, choked breath, flashes of pain. Memories slumber, dreams drain! A past I hold, tied to my back. A heavy bulging, under the skin, sack I walk past the stories, of flowers and song A
“Are you a gentleman?”the old man asked, “Of course,why not?”the gentleman calmly replied, “Then change yourself and wear a different cloak of ungentlemanliness to survive in this darkness,”the old man advised the man. Being surprised,the gentleman asked him,”What do you
I watch your broken soul as this consumes your entire world Blaming yourself for a decision completely out of your control Trying to keep the peace, you break your own will to keep happiness in the world of the selfish?