Perhaps you will find me when I am lost
Perhaps you will lose yourself in the process
Maybe the quiet will deafen your senses
Maybe the rhymes will give you the peace you require
This exile of feeling feelings has gone on for too long
You live, perhaps, in all the maybe’s of your head
The vague anxiety halts time in a way you didn’t seek
The warm hurt feels too good to be true in a twisted sense
All my experiments with truth end up in a failure of lies
The others end up mocking me in dreams
Their lies are forgotten but the mocking carries over
The rites and mysteries of our tribal instincts
help us live on and dream on again
The perseverance of words & images offer a sense of solace
not found anywhere but here, not really found but not yet lost
not lost but not really found, secrets of the verse in its lost feelings
secrets of the image in its fading
secrets of the peace in our merging
[494] The Middle of Extremes
Smoke words every day. 
6 responses to “[494] The Middle of Extremes”
Rahul, this is truly stunning. Yet again, I feel like your words are simply a reflection of my thoughts. This deeply resonates in so many ways, amazingly done 🖤🤗
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Thank you! In essence we talk to each other through our pieces and through our reaction to them.
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An intriguing poem. It gives me satisfaction that I’m taking interest in life and not just rushing. Thank you.😊
I haven’t watched your short film. Will do it. Can you please give me – channel name?
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That’s a good way to live, to not rush.
Here’s the link: https://youtu.be/Po4zu-yjKjo
Eager to know what you think.
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The video shows ‘ restricted mode enabled’.
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Doesn’t come for me. Are you logged in on youtube? Try mobile data if it still persists. It is categorised as mature content for drug use so that can be an issue as well 😅
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