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Prisoner

When thought becomes a prisoner Of fear When heart beats to orders in mindless Despair When tomorrow is coloured by numbness To spare The last dying ounce of sanity in madness Present Now becomes the jail, the jailer and the … Continue reading

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Spring summer

Flowers are debating the Virtues of smiling in the Cold Spring’s sun Shines unawakened Flowers are debating the Virtues of smiling in the Early Summer’s light Burns the eyes Flowers are debating the Virtues of smiling in the Spring Time … Continue reading

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Cycling to heaven

On the road to the mountain sanctuary I met a priest Or was he a monk? A Buddhist monk guiding a goat Or was it the other way around? Perhaps there were two Perhaps I met two After all I … Continue reading

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God’s spirit

A misshapen bird Appears beautiful In carvings found yet Lost for generations In daylight flies Sun burns his wings In agony Mutates into thousands Of humans and Gods Worshipped into extinction But Remains untouched In agony Feeds on the flesh … Continue reading

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Long Silent

Long silent I have been silent for long Contemplating Pretending Pretending to contemplate Time Time unmeasured remains in my Soul Silent Long silent Face Appears Appears on the surface of my Conscious Conscious? Am I? For how long? I have … Continue reading

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Temple … Meditating Peach

 I have been to the temple today My mum is pleased, but Which temple? She asks It has been the temple of A Thousand Gods, then The One God Then the three Gods Then No God! No God resides … Continue reading

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Alarm clock

A morning sound pierce my ears I adjust my position in the arms Of oblivion, stay. A lonely device sits neglected On a dusty table screaming in Unfinished dream. A sound pierce the veils of peace A turning in events … Continue reading

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