Cutting down on caffeine made me a bit nervous, yet as I run around sorting things out, craving fondue, studying and working, a bit worried but not hurried, life grows – in many ways.
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I see my dog turning old, lose skin under her neck, I see her sleeping more and more, nodding off as she pretends to stay awake. I sit there talking to someone, a person who promises the world to me. I take my book and open a page – last poems I published about an […]
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Every misunderstanding caused as you struggle reading my texts, as you assume different from what I convey, shows me how little you truly know me. Scarcely understand me.
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Eventide autumn
yet I have to stay silent.
No words can explain
that typhoon in my mind and heart.
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If development wouldn’t have been killed, religious hypocrisy wouldn’t have been caught. Yogi, Fakir, Priest, Rabbi, Mystic – no matter the name. You have surrendered to your own brand of collective serotonin. Behind every revered cry in praise of divinity, masks of extremist cowards stick on like Fevicol. In the midst of it all, the […]
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I’ll emigrate. Far into wilderness, of some forest mentioned in my sixth grade geography book. Not to grow up. Just to take my time, climb a few peaks and build my own house on a mountain slope. Waking up. To look out, soft morning sun flattering my room, my space. Finding heaven. As I sniff, […]
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O earth, give this intense cursed silence to this body. In this ruthless division of time give a solitary abyss to hide face when I cannot stand against oppressive tide. There is no heart, no love, no remorse – just meaningless festivities in streets and alleys where I, too, stand under the neon lights. I […]
ANTHROPOLOGY OF LOVE 