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H’man

Somewhere in hell…
“Rise!the demon of desires and flame”; “that destroys the human nature of purity.”
“Oh, thy mighty! Dost thou know, people are following, what you were killed for”;
“No longer, the God of heaven, will blame us.”
Lacked they kindness, long forbidden humanity!
“Ah! They have zeal for hatred”.
They are conspiring against each other, The one loved, is being hated to heart!
Basket of desires, all have on their head!
Hands:not begging, but snatching does.
We no longer need “that snake to envy the eve”, as Adam has lost senses and GOD has decided to keep quiet…

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Escape

I, wish to escape; this reality so harsh. Run into a world of peace and solace. Harmony, love blows with the wind. Not a shiver of fake and sin.

Fading miseries, this survival instinct.

Just for once; if I could.

Sit on the sideway bridge, that stands in the middle of town. Clear sky and a garden nearby. Swans and swarms; goats and geese. All around; what a world to choose!

There, my Prince; neatly robed. just as water: clean and pure. My heart races; with smile of his: fast, “millionth of time”. .

A house: that can be Home. Families, friends; all close. Sharing success, losses all. none alone, but all along.

A night, never seen: glittering so beautiful . A calm, breeze caressing my face. Long, comforting lullaby; far from the woods.

Ah! Such lively this life looks: safe, secure and full of hope. Such catching, to my heart, even in dream, I dare not elope.

Wait, what! Why this bustling sound I hear! It shall not be real, I begin to fear.

Oh! My heart! My mind! Begin to tremble . It’s day of eleven, seventh of week.

Something, I may, never escape.

Sometimes, what; I wish to escape.

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Milky galaxy

Me at night, up at high; exploring this beauty; creative, Almighty. 
What thinketh this was made;
Like a crown of glittery stones, embezzled in a mess. 
White river of flowing stars, 
Hung together, close, though far. 
How beautiful; 
This kinship bizzare. 

Bonding close with thee I have;

Greeting my great,great, great grandma; 
up there. 
People say, who leave here, live there. 
Since then I accompany her, lace;
It's been long, I miss her tales, 
sometimes squirrels;
sometimes whales;
Sometimes, it's been;
 truck and rails. 

In this lonely, city of fast moving nowhere. 
Aimless;
Mind trembling with fear, what about anxiety, worth to share. 
 
At my roof, I  stare;
This Holy relationship they care, 
Dancing collective down to heel.
It might cause, all wound to heal. 

What a meaning, it shows, 
In meaning less world, 
that once goes. 
 
Life is here, Life is there;
You will remain no matter where;
Cheers the beers whenever,Wherever , 
As love remains hereafter, thereafter.
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An Evening

This fear of loneliness, breaks mirage of togetherness;
This substitute of courage, reduces strength of happiness.
Hyped complacent theory of adventure, creates fear of Vagrancy;
This worry of ageing, dampens glory of Constancy.


Fighting with pace to find peace, while;
Living in solace, has been a mess;
Cowing to clutches of past disgrace,
Reserving some seats; fortune erroneous .
This silent evening, in hubbub of pleasantness.
This hangover of misspelt cast, weakens, urn of spiritedness.

This dawn of today will bring morrow, with unspoken hope; lit in heart; wounded hollow. Hands shaking, energy diminishing; questions worthiness, this Ambition holds.

This symbolism of life births, at island of continuance. This spike of revolution, changes; subsides, All previous disturbances.

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REVENIR(COME BACK)

Family😇

It wasn’t a choice I did make, it was a cause, I couldn’t chase.
I was old, to handle, the requisite of increasing exigencies.
I was alone, to conciliate, the unending malice.
I was ready to adjust, but not were they.
I tried to influence that broken correspondence, with dotage experience, but without consequences. Necessity took my heart, so my love; both gone, I am alone. Glancing their memories, in my mind, nothing is left except rewind. Repeat, reread and recreate! how were they, how are they.


I am old, I couldn’t alter; Blood were mine, but will were thine.
This house seems sans ornements, en dehors, of them.
This mortal mind, screech and scream, réapparaître,revenir;réapparaître,revenir.

*sans ornements- without ornaments. En dehors– devoid reapparaitre, revenir– come back

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LOST

I am lost, in the wooden forest of past,
Euphoria of work, seems dusted and rusted.
Excitement has been replaced by the hegemony of Failure vast.
And the enchantment of sucess, looks blurry in fast.
Stuck in quagmire of admire I was attached with,
Now it’s Choir of satire I am attacked with.
I know I have to begin, somewhere;
But this being of mire is everywhere.
Finding a way out of it is dreary and gloomy, and strength of mine is teary and weary.

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