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A day in the life of Sample Undone!

Random Debt from the famous Guide Showed up at his door One day Followed by the collectors of Westworld on her heels One day Filled with shows one after the other Empty time strung randomly into One day Pizza boxes, … Continue reading

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After party

He arrived late to the party Uninvited In mayhem he cashed his cheque He arrived late to the party Undetected In mayhem he found his chances He arrived late to the party Uninterrupted In mayhem he collected His ticket His … Continue reading

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Omelet breakfast

Trickles of heatwave sweat Drops flow in engraved tunnels on the Face side limping Fever they say Got hold of my soul Made me a wild beast Hundreds of voices in my head Images flicker behind my retina Colouring my … Continue reading

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Stop

Stop sending Endless emails about Nothing stop I had enough noise Today head, my Head is screaming Electronic Noise is buzzing Life into Void, digital existence is Called, now I Understand Buddha’s teaching Delusion and Emptiness, are the existence in … Continue reading

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Through glass window

I sit in an empty room crowded So many bodies accumulated Perfumed with bad breath and Memories swarming in the horizon I see them through the glass I see them through the window A single window, a prisoner of The … Continue reading

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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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Fragments

Saying Words There was There were Incomplete Fragmented And Thinking I keep He is Lies Told She said Walked Walking Away She said Walk I He Incomplete But Fragmented Yet Was a thought Walked away Both We walked Opposite directions … 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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Wall map

Thousands of lines Run through the fabric Covering a plain wall Plain with no ceilings The lines are blurred and Coloured Borders remain Strong reminder of Divide invented Strangers of the same Yet Beautifully ornamented Thousands of lines Run through … 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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