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Escaping The Bubble

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Scheduled drops withstand the distance. Venturing hands search for an opening. Anxious. Half-open panes push aside Those eager to escape the Bubble, Extending their tired arms, Begging to survive. Desperate.

August 19, 2003 0 comments

Looking Down At Myself

Poetry

When I look up at the sky, I see not any stars;
Nor do I see any planet, moon, cloud, neither any comet.

What I see are faces.

Faces, looking down at me, speaking to me and calling me…
Every face forms a star; and every star — a face.

April 1, 2003 4 comments

The Perplexed Choice

Poetry

The peals of laughter seems so spiteful With its sympathetic touch, It is really frightful. Everything in life is cursed. But cursed be life For the birth of such superfluous emotions, Full of redemptions, Spanning beyond the reach Of the tattered and the scattered Grains of torrential curse.

February 22, 2003 0 comments

The Orion Halo

Poetry

It was a mid-day morn A man on terrace With few drapes worn, Just out of bath To repeat those prayers Daily sworn. With folded arms he was standing, Facing the Sun He was praying. What could be seen Was him and the star An invisible beam joining.

February 1, 2003 0 comments

Life Again

Poetry

Today I woke up And things happened! Soon, I’ll go to sleep, dream And try to ammend. Tomorrow I’ll again awake And more things will happen. Again I’ll go back to sleep and dream. So, what does one recommend?

November 19, 2002 0 comments

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