Tag: piece of mind
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June 12, 2007 03:45 PM EDT --
YOU KNOW OVER THE YEARS I HAVE SEEN MANY PIC OF GARDENS AND GARDENS THAT WERE A PURE LABOR OF LOVE. THEY WERE WELL CARED FOR AND STRICTLY MAINTAINED. HOWEVER, WITH ALL THE WORK PLACED IN THESE . . .
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June 13, 2009 10:24 PM EDT --
the point of being born
( to Surreal Circus )
Decipher, the chronicles of her dense secrets,
layered and knotted, like the string of attachment
which . . .
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June 15, 2009 10:10 PM EDT --
Shelf life of lights
A thoughtful commentary on the shelf-life of sunshine
flares up on the kitchen; here her quick hands have been
getting pickled and spicy, with each turns of time she’s . . .
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July 30, 2009 05:58 AM EDT --
The way I live
Windows open; windows closed; from this flat
I can see
images of
more and more flats. I can breath in other's breathing;
your dreams
. . .
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November 07, 2009 08:37 PM EST --
Flesh of an apple
A drop of red; stains earth; proves gravity;
grows up as a sprawled tree; bears alluring,
glistening fruits I have brought for you at this
sickbed. . . .
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June 09, 2009 08:14 AM EDT --
Spamming once more
Once you cross the afternoon on a boat,
moving through the Ganges,
an evening sprawls on
the closed premises,
of sick industries
like, writing impulsively; . . .
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November 27, 2009 07:49 AM EST --
Zen economics
Blankness. Blankness.
A brief pause.
Blankness once more.
They urge me to buy
an one way ticket
as a therapy.
Actually if
Mr. Magellan . . .
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June 10, 2009 07:56 AM EDT --
(ToSurreal circus)
Alien, invader
The green shadow sits on my terrace of slanting night,
a night that has escaped the tortuous alleys of unalleviating city.
The shadowy . . .
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October 27, 2009 09:40 PM EDT --
On a belief we don’t believe
Is this how you dream; with a horse waiting;
its nose flaring? All around, white softness
of Escallonia are really
. . .
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November 01, 2009 08:33 PM EST --
Sonnet for a host
Wings spread from one ear of the sky to the other;
the snowy egret flying. We have talked about
Shelly; talked about weather; whether you . . .
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November 13, 2009 08:38 PM EST --
Roadside philosophy
Once you know more, you cannot escape
this evening tilting at an angle,
the straw strewn path for a walk with girls,
unnatural . . .
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September 26, 2009 07:36 AM EDT --
Carpe diem for a cousin
(carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero: Horace)
A fascinating time for bonding,
rivers are meeting one single end;
the pallid . . .
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June 13, 2009 01:38 AM EDT --
A flash of life
A blue and red kingfisher ensconces itself
on the meek tamarisk trees; shower is coming;
the boy’s mother’s voice comes from the earthy hut.
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June 14, 2009 10:16 PM EDT --
New kid
A squadron of squirrel moves here and there.
In this quarantined piece of green he is new;
new to this locality, block, other kids.
He, the shy boy tries to mingle; they . . .
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June 17, 2009 05:48 AM EDT --
Callous
Every tiny things matter in a young world, and then with callous eyes, he is used to pick days and nights as they pass him, as they pass beyond.
Sometimes he panics, fears that she'll . . .
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June 19, 2009 07:02 AM EDT --
Web wise
The fear drops from its light brown wings;
this is not home; at least not for a bird.
Little sparrow flaps its wings in madness;
flaps them so hard. Living room, staircase, . . .
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June 25, 2009 07:00 AM EDT --
The month of June, un exploded
The month of June is the month both of them had expired.
I must admit, it happened in two different years;
one long, long before my birth, the other when . . .
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July 19, 2009 10:09 PM EDT --
upon the toxic river
He can almost touch the river surface.
“You better not touch it.” the boatman says.
It is the river flowing amid his city,
the toxic river where he has . . .
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October 10, 2009 09:37 PM EDT --
urban desert
Hypnotized walk down the aisle;
supermarket allures, calls.
Socrates waits outside
there are so many things that
he does not need, unlike me.
Weekend makes . . .
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June 20, 2009 07:22 AM EDT --
shaken and unstirred
It is that time of the day when sun slants towards west.
Yonder, the curlicues of the temple are glowing;
become illuminated. Tell me of your secret. . . .
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