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Simmering,hot, pancakes, flushed.
Battered, beating, bruised,
Syrup, sweet, melted, dripping,
Brown now, peeling, ripping
Dark berries, smashed oozing bluish - black red,
Hands and words tossed instead,
Pancake Burnt! Pancake dead!
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You chew your papaya like you chew her head.
Callous and savagely,
You take out each seed, like you did of hers.
Each seed she sowed in you, you spit out from your soul.
You think you can slice away from her life, give her a piece and let her go.
Aah but what do you know?
She has already killed the biggest seed sown by you.
In her womb lies the remains that you spewed!
The remains of the Papaya tree you grew...
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I sometimes see through you... you sinner.... you saint...
I sometimes see through your selfish gait...
you are but just a boy... and just a boy you will be!
you will never see through a man's eyes... the woman that lies in me.
you will never see the eyes of laughter... you will never see the eyes of pain...
you will never see the trials and tribulations... for you have missed the train...
your mind is open but you heart is closed... you are only what 'You' Know!
you will never know to be someone else.. . as you dwell in your own enclave...
you think your the master of your life... but in reality your the slave!!!
But I am you... and I am me... I am wisdom, I am foolishness... I am beyond the skies and
the seas...
My world is not known to you... because you cannot see!
You are bound by closed doors which you call your reality!
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To Ginger...
I had a glass of voluminous spirit...
hoping to taste the ripples of time...
but all i could taste was the bitterness of ginger submerged in the sourness of lime.
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Tear away her skin, her bones,
Watch her curves move through...her tones
explore her body curiouser... and curiouser....
Sandwich her, squeeze her till her blood flows...
Let your sperms kill her, drown her in her woes.
Afterwards tell her how unattractive she is, how you hate her, loathe her, the mother of
your kids.
challenge her, walk away, leave her to lick her wounds.
Tell yourself its okay, this is what she chose!
Lie to her, abandon her and consume her soul,
Tell yourself its okay one day she will feel whole!
Trample her crush her... tell her how she is all wrong.
Tell yourself its okay she wont last for long.
Push her away till she falls over the edge...
But she will always come back.... for its your daughter she bred!
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There is no meaning in this meaning!
There is no meaning in this meaning!
There is no water in this rain.
There is no light in this sun
There is no hurt in this pain.
And yet…
When we are together …
There are roses that bloom somewhere…
And unspoken words have meaning in this meaning!
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Once upon a time..
I have tried and tried to break the wall...
I have tried and tired to stand tall...
but there are no holes...
there are no holes for the air to seep in...
I am stuck and I leave now...
I have spoken words.. I have pleaded.. cried .. and shouted....
I choose to remain silent
and forever will be ...
You will beg me to speak.... and you will not hear...
for I would have spoken ages ago... once upon a time...
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Our conversations
You always seek my approval i know...
yet you never want to show...
we drink coffee.. you buy me cake we talk bitter sweet nothings till they say its time to close
our conversations are never complete... thats just the way it is...
and then we go our separate ways with our own thoughts swaying back and forth in the train
and then i go home thinking about what i forgot to say.... and you go home thinking about
tomorrow's day
I notice many little things while we talk... the way you sometimes are but these are my
private thoughts not to be shared.
I sometimes strip you naked bare...i dissect you in and out sometimes... but you would
never know .. these dissections are private.
You look at me but you dont look beyond... you look at us but not at the horizon...I dissect
you and you.. our conversations.
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For all we have …
The moonlight is all we have…
For the sun does not shine in our world!
Let us make the best of whatever little we can see …
Our hearts are not kind… it beats faster than time…
The moments don’t let us wait to feel what we touch
Even the rain waits for drops to fall…
Our souls are wandering away… only our bodies stand tall..
I will sleep with memories… and you with indifference …
Our destinies will also sleep deep slumber … and wake in a separate dawn…
Till our souls meet….
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Relationships
Anticipation of existential relations,
Seeking of motion in life’s different liaisons.
Terrified of indifferent silence,
Parting ways with a mutual alliance,
Desperately seeking to allure again, that which is lost.
Trying in vain, to warm up icy cold frost.
Efforts gone dry in every way,
And all one can hope is to soak up the sun’s rays
And start a new day!!!
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