Monthly Archives: February 2015

He Is The Sadness

He is the sadness that makes you cry in your waking hour. He reaches your mind with a quiet solitary in your room. He petrifies the dreams in your bed and brings you to hell. He rips your mind and … Continue reading

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Fly

There is a mind that truly wanders. He wishes to conquer the whole wide world. He enters a soul, he commands himself. He builds his wings, he wants to fly. Every morning, every evening, the sky is his. He truly … Continue reading

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Endless

Fathom me. I am less complicated. My silence is bearing thousand pages of black and white, of red and blue, of you and I, and the world of us.   2015

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The Boring Room.

Minutes are turning into hours and I am stuck in this lobby where people cannot complain. I beg to disagree. Commotion is not an asset of a good race. I fail to calculate. Something that is missing is something that … Continue reading

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Negative.

Not working. The batteries are not working. I sell a show that is old and boring. My batteries are not working. I am stuck here. I cry a pain. It sores and extremely hurt. Not working are the batteries inside … Continue reading

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Silver Rain

Outside is wide and free. Wrenching sky and falling drops of rain are silvery.   2015

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