violence

Knighted nights of kingdom
seldom let you practise
the perforated realm of personified perfection..
As dark seeps in...,
and de-blooded veins
lie lifeless....,
there comes a moment of preachy destruction.!
..Glittering skin hides a monograph on violent benevolence..!!
But you, my angel...
you see through....at these hours,
The sinful benediction is lingering in lethargic lounges of my sedimented soul....

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feeling terribly empty !

london ...

now looking out side the window at 3 am
i can not see London,
the great walls crept back into colonial crusades..
and impotent bridges penetrating vaginal instincts of Thames...
the bastsrd boxes of modernism are shimmering high above the victorian secrets..
and underground movements aspire to surface over the kingdom of dark
where once " Sun never used to set"...
Dear eli,
where do we meet tomorrow ?
are u striping your soul to your 'colonial' servant (once upon a time)
who wrapped the bukingham
into cold sheets of steel....
or are you still dreaming; the trafalgar towers
rising high about capitalistic canary...
look through London's eye..my dear...
i think it's time to be happy..
and it's time to cheer...

rubix cube

we try to slove rubix cube..
we manipulate faces..
we align colours..
we turn a beautiful object into a bore
better one does /faster one does it..
greater player he is......
Isn't it the fantastic way of passing time..?

distance...

The dreadful distance ,
once abandoned me....!
Waves are splashing the submerged shores that lie with slippery greens..
and life percolates inwards..drop by drop...
creating a fissure...within
ship floating nowhere, studies ocean currents..
Not that it does not know,it's own existence is at the mercy of them...
shores are unaware of currents...
they relate to billions of twinkles..
that dissolves into the drop...a drop that,
i freed from my montaged mask..,
and the distance between me and my merciful reality...
again abandoned me...,
to the rhythmatic realms of lingering loneliness.. !
Oh beloved…,
Look at me once…!
Let the montages melt down with deathful moans
and the bleeding heart within the sarcophagus of my soul
blossom with thousands of tender tulips...!
Be the distance between the playful petals...
surrender to a dazzling dew drops..
that brightens the meandering memory lanes of dreamy domain..!
Oh my angel…
I am counting on an ancient abacus..
and I feel u nearer by each passing worldly bead..
that crosses the distance..
from you to me...

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mirage

I am afraid to see..the mirage...
who knows...
it might turn reality someday.....
and I will keep wandering in the dimension
where I will neither belong to sacred angels...
nor will my disgust embrace me......
silky routes to divinity..
building notions of temporality..
...my anguish...
water ..my life...poisoned with mirrors...
and I am again somewhere in-between..
where mirrors lie
and water helps you die...


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wonderful moment...in total control...

I am standing in the room of painted canvases.....
a lyrical pulley over my head...
a rope around my eager neck....
ending in my worshiping palms....
I try to pull myself up...
a breathless moment..
my hands drip down loose...
suddenly my lungs get freshr air...
hands bit stronger...
I again try to pull myself up...
hands again drip down loose...
..wonderful moment...
I am in total control...
Am I not ?


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majority wins...

we try to be successful...
we want appreciation...
we do what majority does..likes...
we get appreciation..
we become(?)successful....
majority wins !!!
and we somehow believe,
"togather we prevail..
in unity we believe..."
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I get hysterical....
still majority wins...


-28,idiosyncratics