Wednesday, August 27, 2008
What are you, O Death? Are you the bounty of the unknown? Or, are you the wisdom of beauty? When darkness brims over my cup of wine When twilight follows the shadows of silence I see you in all colours of days and nights When the bowl of hunger stokes fire in cry of pains The frozen mask dismembers... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
All Alone, Once Again
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All Alone, Once Again
All alone, now I am all alone All alone I seek refuge All alone I miss you once again And all alone I suffer, all alone Yet I will love you all alone Yet I will forget you not all alone Yet all alone I will hide in your shadows As long as there will be darkness unto light As long as my love will... Sign in to see full entry.
Lovely As You Are
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Monday, August 25, 2008
Lovely As You Are
You said you will not come, you only looked at the fluffy clouds with your loving gaze at my prying eyes to tell you that had been you alive for a few more nights just to say goodbye to our long past which had its share in an economy of history of present continuous tense of sparsely integrated time... Sign in to see full entry.
Songs of Equality
Everything is light beyond darkness Sights and sounds come alive in beautiful flights Nothing and nobody remain prisoned in this vast expanse Beautiful things are equally distributed in all sermons All things are equal in this world All are born out of the soil and water All dwelling in close... Sign in to see full entry.
Are We Human Beings?
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Sunday, August 24, 2008
Are We Human Beings?
Human beings have come a long way in course of civilization. The savage people are now garbed in more fashionable guises. Everyday they shed old clothes for a a new one. Yes, they have become civilised. Now they have given up their old habit of roaming from jungle to jungle to gather foods and hunt... Sign in to see full entry.
Why So Why
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Why So Why
Why is she prying Into my eyes? Why is she such a nightmare In the porcupine valley Of her own? And why am I such a delight In my befallen rainbow? I see no shadows When she gambles on the sly With her melting blues That become afire At the slightest gaze Of the witches' dandy craft And she never... Sign in to see full entry.