a world of probabilities and possibilities
At nights, I get thoughts alike
mysterious place feeling homelike
quietly always makes me aware
that invisible someone is out there
profusely, I have touched that frame
and experienced the warm embrace
rendezvoused in dreams, following routine
this crave of mine – pursues that unseen.
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Strolling across convenience store
I noticed well-lined eggs in sets of four
– various colors. Unlike people they sat
together peacefully, blending into each
other easily. I wonder as infinite spectrum
of possibilities come to mind whether we
scrutinize by color or strength of character.
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In dark night, callous frames
dancing around fire making claims
truth must die and lie prevail
casting sorcery in gory ale
facsimile of what world is today
cooked with grudges in pots of clay
humanity is served as entree
– welcome to the devil’s buffet.
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Your fragrance still lingers
can never forget the touch of your fingers
that vacation in Bern
long nights and Sauterne
those promises of forever
at night, still give me tremors
inside my heart – now, grief and burn
your thoughts, me and my eternal yearn.
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Now you are busy when the room is full
ardently heaping the manipulated praises
being carried away in an enchanting pull
thinking it’s fun – living promiscuously
calling them experiences, to escape the gazes
easily accessible and leaving as quickly
No, you wouldn’t understand now …..first you have to rise above
come to me – when you are tired of these games
until then, spare me your pretentious love.
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