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Monthly Archives: April 2015
Shards
I put the lights in my eyes like the orange sun of the April noon. Leaving me on a tapestry of another solid hour of being intimately alone. My sanity has a cycle of this and that, only myself knows … Continue reading
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Just Friends
A part of me tells me we’re just friends. Truth remains and we can’t deny. What we keep inside us are demons that haunt. But we can’t contain the thoughts that hurt. How can we break the zone? We’re falling … Continue reading
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The Shadow Who Cannot Exit
I kiss the blue sky of the April morning. Let the moon be jealous and the seas roar with loud and aching thunder. I brush my hands on the ground of the earth. The summer scents of human skins are … Continue reading
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Atom
The other you, the other me. The only difference that settles in our unique self is the way we try to cope up from our past. The you and me, the me and you. We try so hard. It makes … Continue reading
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In The Wilderness
Where secrets bound the leather seats of the devils. Freedom is manufactured. Things do not always go right. The blunder of darkness is inevitable. One heart might not agree to some and I am an actor of the light and … Continue reading
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Almost Extraordinary
The cobwebs are on my walls. They are quiet, grey and still. My room is square and hot this summer. I think of many things. Outside, I look for the almost extraordinary and I found you. 2015
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Wretched
There. Sleep is shallow. Where dreams are stolen from comic books. I mimic the television and avoid the monsters. The ice cream in my cup is melting like a shattered disneyland. 2015
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Absolutely Yourself
Sorry but you are absolutely yourself. You can pretend, you can defend but still you are absolutely yourself. The way you are, the things you think, you are different and absolutely yourself. There are still wrongs, there are still songs, … Continue reading
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The Ballad Of The Bard
I slip from home while you sleep. The world outside is charging his energies. My body moves slowly on the ground, staring amicably at the dark skies full of stars. Who marvels at the beauty that exists too tangible to … Continue reading
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Short
I gasped. My mind is somewhere you don’t know. The chasm that separates us is nothing but short. Easy to break. We come near to each other each day. Slow is time and quick are our thoughts to decide. We … Continue reading
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