Lost Rhyme Of My Future

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Lost Rhyme of My Future


A storm has escaped the prisons of reality
Come o beloved let’s meet, abducting eternity

[Like the silence that lurked in the street
As the first swish of serendipity passed by
Taking away light from each house of greed
And leaving behind an abyss without an alibi]

Where can I find your being?
I find your presence everywhere

At times;

I see a beautiful stranger in my reflection

An inaudible laughter reaches my core

An invisible caress takes away my pain

I see colors in a black and white frame

Exquisite warmth chills me to the bones,

I walk away from my house in search of a home

Tonight, naked I shall walk
On this damp earth that just lost its virginity
Feeling the wetness of the sky
Tasting its sweetness
With my hands held high
And my head upturned
Eyes closed searching my insides
I’ll search six feet under
I’ll search each hole in heaven asunder

In search of you
To complete myself
In search of my reality
And get out of this perpetual dejavu

Tonight I’ll welcome the ghosts of my past
Tonight I’ll read my own cards
Tonight I’ll walk without my couture
Tonight I’ll lust the present’s heaving breasts
Tonight I’ll search all dimensions and transgress
To find the lost rhyme of my future

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Your Birthday Gift

Your birthday gift


I stand with an upturned lip
I stare at my slanting feet
I thought I’ll give you the best gift
Alas! I feel lost in the mist

Of broken smiles and powdered faces
Of compressed sighs and shackled graces

And a tear trickles down my glazed eyes
Leaving a trail of charred cries

It lurks in a corner
I wait to take it back with me
It’s invisible among tinsel wrappers
And glitter of fashionable philosophy

I had thought I’ll give you the best gift
But then the child in me is cruel indeed

No one told me what you like
Honestly I did not care inside
I painted a face
As I see yours in an embrace
Marveling at its accuracy
I completely forgot its utility

Now I feel ashamed
Something in me has been unwillingly framed
If only I had thought
What would appeal and what not
My gift would have starred
This movie starring labels of all sorts

But does it count?
What matters? My reality or your frown
I only wanted to give you the best gift
Now I take it back, away from such intricacies

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Twisted

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My smile froze as I looked at you

Instead of a freshness of reason

I saw a blind old man

Bent with pain, blind with repulsion

Hate came from your eyes

Malice from your words

And I saw crimson fumes

Coming from your heart’s hearth

Will you hurt to heal your wounds?

Will you be the one to run?

Will you throw away what you have

For what you did not earn?

Do you seek pleasure from love?

Is it a one ended sword to you?

Whatever you think it is

Ignorance will neither hurt nor heal you

Where is your amorphousness?

Where is that soldier?

Did he choose to hide,

Now that the battle's affecting his life?

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