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[81] Tenderly She Watches Me Burn
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so tenderly i burn you watch me on the television a spectacle for you detached because the fire can’t harm you but i showed you this trick before when you were busy getting mesmerised by others later you realised what it meant when it was too late to collect the ashes you wish i were…
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[80] Vagabond Words
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The vagabond words reach me They will reach you soon till there is a story for me to tell I won’t let them desert me but they will reach you soon, I think Till my head can make sense of my fingers tapping Till I cease like the sun and the fallen night forgives its…
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[79] Aimless Revolution of a Heartbreak
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surviving through bare necessities through your hum, through your wrath through your whistling breaths, through your ignorance overthinking. it takes a little time to realise that what i think is small like the letters i wrote to you that lie crumpled in a dustbin full of used items the resistance talks about the possibility of…
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[78] Defeat.
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Loneliness isn’t limited to being alone. It transcends to a form where even though you are surrounded by everyone you want to be surrounded by, you still feel utterly alone. Loneliness is not the physical manifestations of people but the mental manifestation of us in their minds. If we are not in their minds when…
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[77] Living In Extremes.
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I live in the extremes of life. Even though it can be said that the closer we are to the extremes, the further we are from life. In a sense, extremes are a veiled longing for death. Extremes for an artist is to persevere and finish the project she/he’s been working at for months. But…
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[76] The Wrong Decision.
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Heavy eyelids betray control of emotions unaccounted for. I say words that mean nothing because I speak and not write. Sounds vibrate my eardrums when she whispers loudly the three words I longed for. The longing is no longer there, though The words cut me like anxiety in disguise A modern world apocalypse it seems like to…
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[75] A Summary Of A Poetic Life.
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Sometimes you forget that reality breathes. You ask yourself if this spectacle in front of you is a painting or a dream? The scenery is beyond an impressionistic work of art. Like an echo of a time that you can almost touch, the reality fades into a daydream where sounds cease to exist and imagination…
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[74] Rambling About A Change.
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The urge to write has never been there in me. I looked at writing regularly as something that every writer has to do to reach a level where they are fooled into believing that what they write is decent. Today, I feel an urge to write. It’s quite a new experience given my love-hate relationship…
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[73] Head Full of Rain
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Let me be around your loneliness to do away with a bit of mine The rules of happiness I seem to break Can you tell me the way to despair? Being with you earns me nothing but illusion A mighty empire on a fickle ground Of which you’re the empress, the queen, the shining light…
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[72] The Woman You Knew
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Her existence demands a myth that writes itself. Her gaze, an invention of beauty in the eyes of who can view A haze that shies away when she arrives I lie to myself an unfamiliar dream But she’s not a dream but its shadow An eerie mirage of blues mixed with wines I can’t pronounce She…
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[71] The Dinosaur Poem.
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Fear of the unknown unsettles the clarity I was happily settled in The unsettling turns into a grim excitement as ego burns the fear away into a galaxy unknown. I embark. They appear, towering 20 feet above the trees Resilient, sturdy legs and a roar that deafens even silence In hope for an unknown galaxy,…
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[70] A Guide For Forgetting Happiness.
To let monotony tire my heart I wake up. Instead, my existence is tired. A search for meaning compels me to pick up worry, confusion, frustration on the way. At last, the meaning arrives in the form of a lie My grey drizzly day ends with the quiet of my mind It’s funny how sleeping…
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[68] We All Suffer From Hope
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We all suffer from hope. A hope for a universal desire to be loved. To be loved for who we are is what we look for in a relation, be it friendship or romantic. But no one can love you for all that you are. So you build up a facade of who they want…
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[67] Fullness of a void
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She lies beside me in a wakeful slumber Gulping down the dose of not speaking secrets she hides To watch her eyes, I am reminded of the colours of the space The lesson they provide: to not go beyond what you’ve been given The reason why she tells me not to look in her eyes.…
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[66] Writing Exercise: “In A Regretful Room”
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Where am I? An 8×10 square room with a feeling of no air. White walls with dirt marks caused by the edge of my dirty feet mirroring an eeriness inside my mind. The bright white light blinds me for a millisecond and then I see again. A table of inferior quality stands on its four…