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I can not see.I can not see!Do not pity me, gentlemen!I beg you not to!I have now fled the inescapable,Severed yet another bond with reality,Ended the..
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I sit on my desk trying to write
The sound of Athan in my ears To the left and then to the right My legs contract in a desperate attempt
To capture ..
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Don't it's too facile, too ordinaryRilke said.In my quest of individualityIn my probe towards perfectionI abstained.But tonight,Tonight I confess to t..
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Readers !
Gentlemen of the jury,
As Humbert Humbert would say
Here's a peep of my day
Barren and stale
All my life in this day
21st century's M..
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Upon stale water, I stand
Bare as eve
Gazing at your frail silhouette
There, by the distant shore
Unable to move, to utter
I try to reach out to ..
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To shivers,
To awes,
To snivels
And joys.
To serenity I found in drastic chaos,
To the rapturous delight I savoured in deep apathy
Cheers !
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I know,
I was thereI saw the great chasm in you,
the drastic chaos in you
and you saw mine.
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