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I Explore

therefore I experience

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The Blanket of Darkness

is not very warm

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Oracle Octopaul, Rest In Peace

(hatched January 2008; snatched October 2010)

nature took you in her loving arms
she saw you needed rest
her garden is most beautiful
for she only takes the best

you shot to fame during Fifa 10
absolutely changing the fate of men
under intense media scrutiny
you altered a country’s destiny

your accuracy was strange
once predicted 
the result could not change
the cynical may feel
it was the mussels you were made to feed
made you such a sure-shot indeed
be that as it may
you never put a tentacle wrong anyway

thus in astrological matters
you were second to none
by all standards
the world had immense fun

this poet is devastated to discover
that mystic molluse will sleep forever

you will be a hard act to follow
you will surely be sorely missed
O my beloved Oracle Octologer
no one can Predict 
where in the heaven you are

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Every-Man

All give your audience
And here this matter with reverence
This matter is wonderous precious
But the intent of it is more gracious

How transitory we be all day
Be you never so gay !
When the body lieth in clay

Everyman liveth so after his own pleasure
Ye think sin in the beginning full sweet
Which in the end causeth thy soul to weep

I see the more that I them forbear
The worse they be from year to year
I will in the world go run over all
And cruelly outsearch both great and small
He that loveth riches I will strike with my dart
His sight to blind, and from heaven to depart
Except that alms be his good friend
In hell for to dwell, world without end

I am Death, that no man dreadeth.
For every man I rest and no man spareth
And in the world each living creature
For Adam’s sin must die of nature

For after death amends may no man make
For then mercy and pity do him forsake
If his reckoning be not clear when he do come
God will say- "ite maledicti in ignem aeternum"
Unto which place God bring us all thither
That we may live body and soul together


THUS ENDETH 

[Author Unknown.But this work is worth sharing with Every-man]

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Dark Side of Black

I am not a hue or visual impression experienced in direction
I am not a negative connotation that stains an imagination

I am not a known falsehood in propaganda to create an opponent
I am not a tragic time embarrassing the damaging nature content

I am not a rain cloud in a psychological atmosphere
I am not a curse bursting out of sentimental fear

I am not a tactic or an ingredient of destruction
I am not a secrecy unknown or inexplicable in expression

I am not a witch craft associated with human skull
I am Black, I reside in the beautiful

I endeavor to liberate this existence out of the panorama of life
I no longer can perceive this existence of my being as a gloomed failure

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The Signature

First letters are undulating, bouncy and loopy
Rest are sort of pretty sloppy and crunched together
With a load of smooth diagonal lines that connect all the way
And a squarish circle degenerated into a quick squiggle
It's a sort of scribble and swirl
Legible in the most illegible sense of the word
Looks like I have been testing the flow of ink
A flamboyant mess and a mysteriously intriguing expression of my mood
It is beautifully hideous and reflects on who I am
If you can read it you are an absolute champion

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Can a Historian Explain This

Lincoln elected to Congress in 1846
Kennedy elected to Congress in 1946 
Lincoln elected President in 1860
Kennedy elected President in 1960 
Lincoln's secretary named Kennedy 
Kennedy's Secretary named Lincoln 

Both concerned with Civil Rights
Both lost children in White House
Both shot on a Friday in the Head 

Lincoln shot at the theater named Ford
Kennedy shot in a car called ' Lincoln ' made by Ford
Lincoln shot in a theater and his assassin ran and hid in a warehouse
Kennedy shot from a warehouse and his assassin ran and hid in a theater 

Both assassinated by Southerners
Both assassins were known by their three names
Both names are composed of fifteen letters 
John Wilkes Booth born in 1839
Lee Harvey Oswald born in 1939
Booth and Oswald assassinated before their trials 

Both succeeded by Southerners named Johnson
Andrew Johnson born in 1808 
Lyndon Johnson born in 1908
A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe , Maryland 
A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe 


"History Repeats and also Manipulates Itself" - Hence Proved

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Scar-Face

Wrinkle Wrinkle little scar
how under my chin you are
up above the neck so high
like an underpant above my thigh

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Soup Poets

Love to read your poetries
Words penetrate thick numb skulls
Eyes are forced open

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May the Soul of the Critter Rest In Peace

There is a limit I can be pushed to
If driven to it, could I kill ?
Last night I found out

As I was undressing
I felt I was being focused upon
The intruder's cold stares froze me in terror
My heart threatening to pound right out of my chest

We both stood deathly still surveying each other
The battle lines were drawn
I felt like a lion cub about to hunt his first gazelle
It was Man against Cockroach

The beast was hoping to make it to the safe refuge under the bed
If he succeeded, Chances were slim
Suddenly, he made a dash for it
I lunged for the closest weaponry, a sneaker
But he expertly dodged and swerved
On my second strike I connected
He was trapped within the grooves of the sole
I could sense if I moved the shoe, he would dart out and be forever lost
There was only one option - Chemical Warfare

I ran out into the hallway 
And grabbed a can of ant spray
I marched in and began to plan my next move
I circled the shoe a few times, evaluating the best angle to approach 
Strategy was key and I did not want to rush into it
Once decided, I took aim
With a deep breath I quickly lifted the shoe and started spraying wildly
But the wily bugger was quicker than I anticipated
He zipped out and managed to make it to the bed
But just as he disappeared, I nailed him with a squirt between the wings

Wounded and disoriented, I hoped he would now be an easy hunt
I hurled the bed aside and he was cowering besides a dumbbell
We knew these were the climactic seconds of the battle
He made one last brave but feeble run for it
I unleashed the pesticide with adrenalin induced Herculean strength
The departed was lying belly up in a pool of poison
The duel was over

I used half a roll of paper towel to lift his remains 
And carried them at arms length to the trash
The other half to scrub the floor, in true Lady Macbeth fashion
Till the stain and smell were gone

"My Rationalization fails to transmute this event into something positive"