Literature
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POEM “Fiction”
“I read a book!”And found outThat every fiction Allows us to sayIn the end”It was all I.”And identify fullyWith the whole Work of art.So, “Hail be fiction!”And I, myself. Continue reading
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POEM “Funeral”
If I dieJust don’t cryMake a partyAnd I’ll fly Continue reading
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POEM “Judge”
I found outIt was taken to court…I needed to say it Outloud in one go.So I put a dot.And suddenly remeberedI was the judge of it all.And nailed the hammer downJust to put another line- “END OF STORY” Continue reading
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POEM “Womb”
My womb is my ownIt is the Devils pathThe Devils mark…To be employedBy a nightly ContractTo give birthAnd be the SurrogateOf ones own World. Continue reading
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POEM “ladder”
There was an applicationFor a job downtown…So I took the first stepAnd as soon I appliedIt fell – the institution…It needed reformSo I did what I couldAnd built it from the ground up- anew.And one morning I awokeFinding myself as the owner. Continue reading
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POEM “Cannibal”
I found outThat grotesque is what I like.And I found out, a Truth.Muhammad, as the apostlesAte human flesh….And then wrote what heWrote.Cannibal, cannibalAre you there?Was that your job?Playing Hannibal lectorTo me the inspector? Continue reading
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POEM “Actress”
Molly was doingHer make up,Till she fellDownTired – to sleepAnd just toNarrate the whole dayLeonarad was experiencing. Continue reading
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POEM “Locksmith”
Yes, I found outNazarine had a kid.Yes, Father was his job.But when he killed His own son, or was it A daughter – lost it all.His prison showed himWhat is. Crucifixion His punishment and thoseWho follow him, suffer the Same fate.”Eat and drink from this all”That was a warning and yourFinal doom.Here I stand being… Continue reading
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NEW BOOK “JOBS”
Here I am presenting my new book “JOBS” with a juicy poem… “Finding out” I tried to find my wayIn the corporate world”But there was something Wrong with my body”I confessed, so I triedReal hard, but in the endThere was onlyA sigh and insight”I’m a artist working forMinimal wage!”Their only reply was”You were only a… Continue reading
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POEM “Hysteria”
HysteriaA MisteryReady to be exploredAs the genitals are to be adored”Save the Sex”They all screamed.For heavens sakeIt’s an endless sourceLike a winters Lake… Continue reading
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