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Is The Fighter Dead?
2016-10-10 07:17
There, by the red woods,under a Silicon canopythat exudes, attracts power,I saw its steely desire to climb up...Creeping along the bare, brick canvas:the world as we built it.Blinded by the… Read More
2016-09-05 08:17
The old manon the wall,he grins,he grins at theyoung man on the cross.Teachers, both,displayed on a trophy wallof a schoolmeant for life.But a school builtfor barter, banter,and grey ma… Read More
2016-07-25 05:46
The strength in his resolveremains true to its purpose;it makes music.Exposed to the morning scorn and humidity,he walks tall,and naked.The monsoon's been good,it floods the lanesw… Read More
The Rain (From My Office Window)
2016-06-20 10:47
​Words reach outthrough the glass pane,with trembling heartand shaken resolvethey beg for a dance;hear ye, raindrops. They feel the haste,the receding clouds,the fading music;and… Read More
Ode To The Dying Night
2016-05-27 01:56
Morning, good! The dying night I cry for, it drags awaymy dreams with it, to purgatory,where the lustis retained,desires n myths too.And purity?That's purged in a su… Read More
2016-05-25 06:29
The wretched hall,replete with flickeringSuper AMOLED minds;uniform, disciplinedby servers anda world-wide shackle. The ergonomic aislesfuel a relentlessquest for perfecti… Read More
The Good Ol' Trail
2016-05-19 05:47
Well, the dust settlesover the li'l trailfrom home to manhood.I look back,the dreams smile at me.The man beams,the child cries,yet again, and again... For I write with my feelings;love… Read More
The Fighter!
2016-05-05 06:49
Comfortably numb atthe knuckles,but the fighter cries...The pain remains, still, of the elusiveshowdown with destiny,with shadows, the reality. The draw is simple, again, but the… Read More
A Poet's Audacity
2016-04-21 11:29
Hey you,are you mad?... The audacity of him to think he could, in a matter of seconds, turn life as it is into words, scribble it onto the pad given to him by life itself.Pic: po… Read More
Summer Morning
2016-04-03 07:38
The cold blanketof hazeI saw in your eyeshas cleared,replaced by a bright spark,summer they call it...But I christen it lust;I love itfor the bright lightsmake you bold;relentless, stubborn… Read More

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