Poetry
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POEM “Court”
It’s an endless trial of us all!The moment it beginsYou know, you were already accused!Your sentence may be only this- Life itself!To hang, or not to hang oneselfIs the question,And why?To find an answer “Live or let die!” Continue reading
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POEM “Grave”
Are you as I, from the gutters of life?Here to find, an interlocutor!Here to find, deep in – at least solace!Offer me something more than passing by,And we will together in the morningShine…and an glowing ecstasy of life Will see through the illusion of death itself!Death is life, life is death!And when going finally awayOffer… Continue reading
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POEM “Lobotomy”
Now that we saidThe TruthOuted with the PunishmentOf CrucifixtonWe offer only theLobotomy of GodAs Solace! Continue reading
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POEM “Irregular”
So irregular in my waysI dissert, you all!So irregular in my waysI hang at lastOn the ceilingJust to notBecome as you are!So irregular in my waysThen I becomeA photographyA paintingA biographyA memory! Continue reading
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POEM “Moon”
So in blood we rejoyceIn blood we wedIn blood we liveIn blood we die and sleep!Till the darknessTakes us awayFrom the burning SunSo we couldFinallyEntwineIn meadowsFull of rebirthingFlowers…That open only underThe nightlyEye! Continue reading
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POEM “End”
So we ended upRenouncingThe ill perversionCalled – Religion!So mayeth be thatOur voice is heard Here where we now dwell- In Freedom! Continue reading
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POEM “Eden”
Adam was never human!People asked “Was Eve?”She asked back “What do you think?”And there was the in betweenOf Morning and TwilightFor us hereTo find out!And who was the great He?People knew…someone who got accustomedTo say – it is all his!And it wasn’t… Continue reading
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POEM “Finally”
This is the last poem of the book “JOBS”Finally there…At the deskWriting”May I introduce myself?”Said the one who entered…- the one who was sitting Behind, said..oh, so politely”No.”The one who entered got the idea”Same old, same old.”And went home jobless… Continue reading
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POEM “Nothing”
To somatise the gnosa.”I am nothing,Considering whatI have to do”BecauseThe Zeitgheist is our objectOf projecting onto itThe capibilities of or subjectivityAnd individuality. Continue reading
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POEM “Charge”
I removed the chargeThat build itself upJust to see and buildFurther!My own intristic, inbornCharge…To have the beautyEntwine meOf my own Nature Continue reading
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