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Poetry

The Idle World- Utopia

In idleness there’s greater momentum where an individual’s imaginations transcend boundariesIt is odd that the world perceives busyness the only way to existEve of another transition, when the day feels more exhausted than human aspirationsShaped by knowledge and languages that demean idle contradictionsSheer force of such arguments push the monomaniacal thoughts, amplified with untruthsIf I do not choose to lose my voice in a high … Continue reading The Idle World- Utopia

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Poetry

Curves of Darkness

Darkness does not feel repetitive…dull morning, detachedDays, like addiction, influence the course of lifeSome force dents the vague boundaries Blunt words kill emotions; yet, passions uncontrolled spurs lifeSeeds of discontent, wild desires tamed transform withinArrested between the roots and their sinister wayward waysToday, if I ask someone, “what’s life?”, I find myself mired in minority complex There are no truthful replies, various modifications of liesDamned … Continue reading Curves of Darkness

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Absurd Days

Days start with trepidation, vain lies and lazy expectationsSupine dreamers in a world caught in chaotic web Our own work of ambition, the development looks like concentric circlesAs if consciousness spirals in a certain domain Unaware of other dimensions, change feels repetitive, arrested freedomSome rare references of brilliance, borrowed from passages of melancholic expressionsDarkness with frankness, unabated passion stolen from the fierce opposersWhen they had … Continue reading Absurd Days

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Poetry

Seeking a Space

Silent hysteria of seasons, celebration of being away from everythingEvery day might feel similar, unaware, the leap is beyond the mundaneInsignificant pulsations birth another dimension of lifeOne cannot reason out of the world, some insanity is absolute blissProsaic images stretch themselves through a tunnel of timeImaginations framed, the colors might be missing, or run out of bordersMismatched dreams harasses the dreamer…it’s confusing to detail the … Continue reading Seeking a Space

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Poetry

The Struggle is Real

Living yourself, only with your dreams can be a lonely strugglePressured into adopting an image, a character defined by societyPeople complain if masks when rarely they get an honest replyLove damaged by vagueness until all the layered disguises wear off Not in a lifetime, may be luckier if you probe deeperStrange, when eccentricities turn into a diabolical game While born, the soul begins its struggle … Continue reading The Struggle is Real

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Poetry

Learning to Know

It all starts with thy shadowsLittle unbalanced steps and curiosity It’s gestures were reassuring, sometimes felt like mockingDarkness has a mischievous sideKnowing yourself, that concept never occurred until time filtered the realityFinding oneself alone, there is enough time to think of a panoramic view Not everyone will be destined to write a biography A world that forgets the presence and identity of an isolated soulCalculating … Continue reading Learning to Know

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Shaw’s Reflections

“I tell you that as long as I can conceive something better than myself I cannot be easy unless I am striving to bring it into existence or clearing the way for it. That is the law of my life. That is the working within me of Life’s incessant aspiration to higher organization, wider, deeper, intenser self-consciousness, and clearer self-understanding. It was the supremacy of … Continue reading Shaw’s Reflections

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Poetry

Finding Solitude

Solitude feels far better when everything else becomes insignificantYou do not fancy the illusions, the lack od depth, frivolous imaginationsOnly if words had the intensity, to stay, stir your soulThey are forgotten in a while, of whimsical ways without echoesOdd, that sounds are not pure enough to echo, quickly erased by tremors of timeLack of space is an excuse when solitude and silence can be … Continue reading Finding Solitude

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Rare Moments of Beauty

Some flowers bud and withers before bloom Never to dream again, withered, before fallen again Drooping branches, sign of resignation of nature Tired enough; no passersby, or even some who could caress the beautyToo much to bear, the early boon given away easilySleep, some souls never dream of waking amidst the untimely interruptionRare notes of beauty and it’s fragrance visits the quietest nightWhen moon settles … Continue reading Rare Moments of Beauty

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