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Gravity

You rebel as a muse,
untamed and untouched.

for you can make me burn down
my books of poems

as I smile like a sea
which loves rains in autumn.

I shall leave a universe bereft
of my symphony of words
and would dream of creating a million
celestial others, while kissing your eyes.

You deceive the gravity
to fall down in my arms,
and the earth trembles
from the longings of your body

and I am trembling too,
to be honest tonight.

As a soothed wave,
calmed before a tsunami.

A whisper before impending destruction.
A dream of heaven before embracing hell.

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Peace of Mind

lying on a hammock
in the woods nearby the fireplace.
with a book in my hand
and a dog in the lap.

I decide to look up
at the bluish adobe of gods
which meets
the cataclysmic vegetation
of the sky touching trees.

I sigh a faint prayer,
for it all makes sense now.

I see our treaded existences
floating in the cosmic river
destined to confluence in the sea of divinity.

this raging mind,
the irresistible heart,
and this thirst driven soul
are calmed in the warm
belly of this mystic sea.

We shall be reborn again
as children with a pure heart and soul
on a land far away from shores of reality
where materialism ceased to exist
and peace of mind is felt
even in the markings of the tiny steps
we leave behind.

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It ain’t

It ain’t a garden
full of roses.

It ain’t an ocean
with humming shores.

It ain’t a waterfall
with raging water.

It ain’t a sky
bleeding crimson.

but it is

a crashing spaceship
manually over-ridden.

a pit of lava,
with miseries of past.

a tornado
engulfing cities.

a subtle rain
entangled with petrichor.

my heart is just a dungeon
with a beautifully dead princess.

stuck in gravity, space
and unwanted timelines

but still breathing the blur,
still living the dream

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Silence

an oceanless shore
breathes moist vapors
and dreams of voiceless tides.

The beach is now a graveyard;
islands are the tombstones

white condolence flowers:
albatrosses that flew too high.

I sometimes feel sorry
for the rivers at the estuary.
now adjusted to a silence.

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Faces

Dreams breathe in slumber,
terrorized by the dying light.

A peninsula of thoughts,
floats in the sea of night.

The sheets wrestled
with the aching limbs.

The flesh entangled together,
breathing a melodious hymn.

Don’t you want to sleep?
You must be tired.

We had our fun now,
you must retire.

Go now into an abyss,
to be dissolved unseen.

Heal your fractured memories,
from the blood of my peeled skin.

We shall meet again in summer,
when this air smells of rain.

as strangers, as lovers
but with our faces changed.

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