Tag: happy
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[146] To Better Beginnings
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I remember carrying the disappointment of today to tomorrow with the added baggage of guilt of not doing something about it yesterday To all my coping of adding humour to my demons or to all the mechanics of my defences that lay all your faults ahead of mine I am disappointed Sometimes I think about…
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[145] A Visitor In Your Park
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The air feels heavy when I feel your presence around even when I know you’re not around I think the grudges we hold weigh more than what forgiveness makes us feel I stumble on our memory as I walk on the same paths of yesterday I feel your presence again in this park like the…
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[144] Rebel With A Cause
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We are told that “don’t upset the system” “don’t be a rebel and lose your mind”. The reason? The functioning of the system is crucial for miscreants to survive. To not politicise art is just another way of submitting to the pressure of not being seen as a rebel. As the word, ‘rebel’ has a…
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[144] Rebel With A Cause
We are told that “don’t upset the system” “don’t be a rebel and lose your mind”. The reason? The functioning of the system is crucial for miscreants to survive. To not politicise art is just another way of submitting to the pressure of not being seen as a rebel. As the word, ‘rebel’ has a…
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[143] Guide For Not Reading
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A guide to not reading books. Step 1: Read a book’s synopsis, blurbs and get interested to read it. Step 2: Go to goodreads and check how many pages it is. Step 3: Start reading reviews. NO. Start reading ‘negative’ reviews. Et voila! Anyone else facing the same problem?
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[141] Echoes of Silence
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You left your memories To echo in this empty room Each corner of which hides the fragrance of your lilac breath The walls capture your heels when I held you by the waist It feels as if this is a riverbed of my insecurities This empty room It’s a result of avoidance of my pain…
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[140] Wasted Times
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Stillness without contentment is just anxiety brooding. You can have the laziest day turn into a day of rest or it can turn into a day of sulking over your lack of productivity. Being holed up in a room and catching up with yourself can be tiring in an ironical way. Introspection takes effort and…
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[138] Detonation in 3…2..1
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I let my eyes adjust to the dark to let it uncover its secrets to let it overcome me somehow to show the potential of what we become if we give in to the vices and all the temptation that comes with it All your philosophy of life that you neatly lifted from minds alike and…
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[137] An Ode to Stupidity
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The weight of my intelligence weighs on my stupidity and I carry it like an exercise in style but waiting for you to tell me that sometimes intelligence is negligent and some rawness of our mind is elegant where nothing comes out of a filtered brain and all you care is to get that weight…
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[136] Exagerrated Truth
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To substitute for life I create art and in its wilful expression I find myself sometimes lurking in the corners of nowhere lost and fearful of what lays ahead but still holding on to what good lies behind Entangled in the mood of Tokyo I create haphazard memories of tomorrow Neon lights droop over my melancholy…
Smoke words every day. 