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Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Too Far

Yet you are too far As close I go you are far afar The only thing I know about you You are far and farther. I long for you I decide long for you Yet you remain as close as far afar. Sign in to see full entry.

You Never Know

The sky is away, rain catches fire You never know what to do while you run along You alone breeze past the nearby night Large vase of flowers are just left behind to be wilting You ask yourself to be obliging Not knowing how to get rid of the withering smell You jusr leave yourself to be nice alone... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Deep Dream

A deep dream at the far corner of the sky Clouds of memory looming large over the horizon The bell tolls for the peace to break in Mystery silencing the horrors of the unknown Splendour of beauty weeping in waves of light History of ancient sages preaching incredible sermons Humanity is revived once... Sign in to see full entry.

Who Will?

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Who Will?

Stop beating Oh, the bell, stop beating The trees are sleeping The streams running into the river And the river into the sea Frogs no more leap like village urchins The village urchins Thumping their breasts in shame. Oh, the bugle, Beat, beat your siren The war planes Flapping their wings On my... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Your Blessed Tongue

Your blessed tongue will never be blemished Your feet will never stop dancing The high sky painting the brighter sun The misty veil has crossed the road. You sing like a twilight delight You dance over the vast peninsula You will never leave your love for destiny. Sign in to see full entry.

A Love Story

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Sunday, June 14, 2009

A Love Story

In the beginning, there was no end There was light but no long worm of darkness And they were happily coupled in love in their castle of wind They were smitten by the forbidden snake And they chose to leave the perfumed garden over the pall of darkness But there was end of the beginning He fell... Sign in to see full entry.

Last Nail

Refused shyly Like a wallflower In a harem of damsels The opiated image Its puckered face Charred and defaced By the termites Of relapsing moments The torso hanging loose In compromising positions As if by the painter’s noose Cubic silence in chiaroscuro Of shadows in gothic blues Spreading strange... Sign in to see full entry.

Metaphor of Life

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