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A Desolating Future

were it was hollowed within
the crumpled tissue paper
thrown onto the filth
drowned on truth

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Upon the Silence

...however as he slothfully reclined
Banking himself on the cold steel bench
Dilemma gripped nastily on his shoulders;
The clouds pace above and as if alive
Winked at him- pulling memories from behind

"Oh yes, we are but a speck of a seed
A granule, puny and almost trivial
By how- minute as we- pull off an impact
Than a lone tree in a dry sunny land
And lighted cottage amidst dark forest indeed?"

Resounding they truly are, his mentor's words
Past and spoken, long uttered in the wind.
Yet it reverberates from the turquoise skyscrapers
To the bench he sat beside his proud Ford.

"For the proper or for the practical thing?"
An innocent query shrieking upon the silence.
a galleon of betterment versus virtue;
The bright clouds blots his space on the wide greenery.
"Affirmative." A salmon is going upstream.

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Future, a Desolating Future(Part 2)

the sweet sun is bound to rest-
to melt is the tomorrow of the glaciers;
wither will be the daffodil, though at her best
to cry is the future of our laughters...

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Tristesse

from the collapse i gained
which i dont know why and how;
my shrinking entity-
whose lifetime had passed so undearingly-
had lost its prowess

and slowly.. 
almost momentarily like the break of dawn:
i shuddered
tears begun to fall-
pouring swiftly and unreprieving;

though camouflaged by the bath;
a cold and frisky flood..
surely i had known
made i hinder my secrets
and this damp room was my vault...

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With Manacles, I Bade

and your servant knows well
riches of awe had he none to tell
but thy servant has only one thing to bade:
may these words implied will not fade

the servant inside had been roped
by the conjuring presence you dare owned
thou made manacles with barely a mold-
and from afar  meanly you installed

by that single moment
loftiness and you are adjacent
and that a servant like me
at the sight of you should down on his knee

imprisoned by your sovereign
profoundly helpless but of no bane
loud and clear i hear what you order
with enthusiasm, i do with no ponder

o fair maiden of my monarchy
may thee let this attendance be;
at your foot, thy servant will duty
please heed these, my velvet lady...

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On His Silence

Silent gratitude to the damp room i lay bent
Filtering my sobs with noise of the running faucet
Tears will forever be one with the waste water;
Till eternity shall it be hidden to the sight of my mother...

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A Reply(Part 1)

The Passage:

"..beauty's but a painted fly
if to keep a man you wish
charm's the hidden mystery
that will hook your fish.."


To The Damsel:

a man is normal if he delights on you-
beauty is but a beer made better through brew.
you should also know, however, it also common
all things must end, thus an expiration.

''love'' should end as beauty should end
if you hooked him only with youthful amusement;
as it fade away you can do nothing but wave bye-
for men feast on beauty with their eye.


To The Captive:

soon reality will prick you
showing colors and taints that is true;
thy love will be a cliff on a fog-
only you would know when you were dragged.

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To Depart

a space has been withheld
from above it have been spelled
there made a sacrament of longing,
a promise of ever loving

moments passed by
no one gave a sigh-
they anticipate the journey
of a seed still tiny

many crave for its entity
address to it with no brevity;
numerous are speechless for this new day
this blessed vessel coming to the bay

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Silencio

chiseled by the mood,
my tongue stand stood
no words are made;
silence moved to invade

time passed by
but the clock seemed to die
hovering this duration
killing my population

motionless, with a crippling posture
''..still alive.'' for that Im sure.
only my murmuring brain is active
anatomy tells, it works as passive

as the lake rest waveless
a stone was thrown aimless
the latter woke the creature within-
sending a familiar feeling

slowly the tide came in
life begun with a sudden whim;
a comrade had been visible;
and eagerness start with the usual babble.

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Bestow

spare me now of the joy i crave
let me retrieve my long lost bliss;
should you bade me to be saved
and give chance for the tranquil's kiss?