Monthly Archives: August 2017


There are sides of the story that we believe. There are confessions that we do not desire to absorb, yet our feelings are compromised. We talk like there is no end of the day, we speak further of what we … Continue reading

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They remind me everywhere. The sounds too loud, the pictures too aesthetic, the taste too pungent, and oh well, I can’t run away from them. I am attached with the freedom to think. My brain is in the cycle of … Continue reading

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A Normal Life

I stand on this ground of the peak. The land I see below is huge and it speaks to me as glitter and gold. There are many crossroads, many borders, many people occupied on their own. I start to meditate … Continue reading

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I Keep Quiet But You’re Loud

I keep quiet but you’re loud. The words from your mouth are pouring like rain. They wet the barren ground and hide the truth. Your face is a grand masquerade.   2017

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Dry Leaves

The old tree has dry leaves. I hear the hush of the wind. Each falling motion is audible. Summer is the enemy of rain. We have sunburned skins and scorched journeys.   2017

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Black Pit

All things change when you start to fear, when courage is taken away by your enemy who is yourself. Your bright world becomes dark. Then you become the prisoner of your weaknesses.   2017

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These Particular Demeanors

There is a taste in the air as grand as a king’s meal. We multiply our desires and the longing of our mortality to the beautiful mundane awakens. To swim in the ocean of liberty is to feel the limitlessly … Continue reading

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Mood In A Zone

Wild sighs bordering the ears. Careful footsteps shattering. Doors and windows banging. Shadows enter and exit. The shape of each figure. Apparition is better than disappearance. Failure to notice is a bad sign. More intervention, more involvement, I calm myself … Continue reading

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The Phantom

Something is here that I cannot decipher. You brought me what I cannot accept. My heartbeats are louder drums. Nights give me dreams of the impossible. You continue to haunt me.   2017

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Cell No. 7

Later. I stopped in my motion to regret. The worries are too populated. I am soaked like a cotton cloth. Pardoned. I requested your apologies and granted.   2017

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