nausher-banaji-1 - Hello Poetry

The night caresses secrets in a dream Speaking of promises unspoken The doors open to the wind of the first sun And nothing recalled will ever be forgotten You sat there a while scanning the miles Free child of beauty and a caged reptile You wish you could fly but dreams cloud the sky The rain in your brain is washing them dry - Nausher

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Mar 15, 2011

Mar 15, 2011 at 6:13 PM UTC

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The night caresses secrets in a dream | Nausher

The night caresses secrets in a dream Speaking of promises unspoken The doors open to the wind of the first sun And nothing recalled will ever be forgotten You sat there a while scanning the miles Free child of beauty and a caged reptile You wish you could fly but dreams cloud the sky The rain in your brain is washing them dry - Nausher

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you're swimming down rivers of mirrors staring up the eyes of strangers the flesh is not strong and the walls are too long you've been searching for someplace you can belong waiting for the train you lie awake in bed dreaming of the dreams to bring back the dead-Nausher

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Mar 15, 2011

Mar 15, 2011 at 6:04 PM UTC

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you're swimming down rivers of mirrors | Nausher

you're swimming down rivers of mirrors staring up the eyes of strangers the flesh is not strong and the walls are too long you've been searching for someplace you can belong waiting for the train you lie awake in bed dreaming of the dreams to bring back the dead-Nausher

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There is no heaven and there is no hell An ear to the ground and an eye on the hill Building our memories on shifting sand We look back to see an arid land Waiting for the train we lie awake in bed Dreaming of the dreams to bring back the dead- Nausher

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Mar 15, 2011

Mar 15, 2011 at 6:03 PM UTC

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There is no heaven and there is no hell | Nausher

There is no heaven and there is no hell An ear to the ground and an eye on the hill Building our memories on shifting sand We look back to see an arid land Waiting for the train we lie awake in bed Dreaming of the dreams to bring back the dead- Nausher

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I awake to the groggy hangover of sanity symmetry of line infidelity of motion on other continents under darker skies we might have been lovers of the light here we are acquaintances groping for the end of a line in a confusion of options I sit in half shadows menu in hand alternatives swimming dimming saturated by choice hunger unfulfilled appetite satiated. Nausher

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Mar 15, 2011

Mar 15, 2011 at 2:31 PM UTC

nausher-banaji-1

I awake to the groggy hangover of sanity | Nausher

I awake to the groggy hangover of sanity symmetry of line infidelity of motion on other continents under darker skies we might have been lovers of the light here we are acquaintances groping for the end of a line in a confusion of options I sit in half shadows menu in hand alternatives swimming dimming saturated by choice hunger unfulfilled appetite satiated. Nausher

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Walking walls into the night Staring blind from wrong to right Holding hard onto your shadow's hand You only survive because you don't understand There is a stranger in your head Standing naked in the rain Your mind is clear, he said, But your soul is insane- Nausher

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Mar 15, 2011

Mar 15, 2011 at 2:31 PM UTC

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Walking walls into the night | Nausher

Walking walls into the night Staring blind from wrong to right Holding hard onto your shadow's hand You only survive because you don't understand There is a stranger in your head Standing naked in the rain Your mind is clear, he said, But your soul is insane- Nausher

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the mirror's cracked along the angles of my face where do i belong in it's tangled embrace the looking glass looks back at me in wonder i look through the mask only to see a stranger I peel off my skin, and enter - Nausher

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Mar 15, 2011

Mar 15, 2011 at 2:22 PM UTC

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the mirror's cracked along the angles of my face | Nausher

the mirror's cracked along the angles of my face where do i belong in it's tangled embrace the looking glass looks back at me in wonder i look through the mask only to see a stranger I peel off my skin, and enter - Nausher

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the sea is calling out the clouds again, carrying stories of sanity to the insane, there you lie scanning the miles, free child of beauty or a caged reptile, washing away black memories in white water, diluting tomorrow's fears with yesterday's laughter -Nausher

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Mar 15, 2011

Mar 15, 2011 at 2:20 PM UTC

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the sea is calling out the clouds again | Nausher

the sea is calling out the clouds again, carrying stories of sanity to the insane, there you lie scanning the miles, free child of beauty or a caged reptile, washing away black memories in white water, diluting tomorrow's fears with yesterday's laughter -Nausher

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crawling down tunnels of destiny, looking for others under your skin, for all the people you are yet to be, and all the people you have been, washing away white memories with dark water, you peel off your skins and enter -Nausher

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Mar 15, 2011

Mar 15, 2011 at 2:19 PM UTC

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crawling down tunnels of destiny | Nausher

crawling down tunnels of destiny, looking for others under your skin, for all the people you are yet to be, and all the people you have been, washing away white memories with dark water, you peel off your skins and enter -Nausher

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that we knew the night would pass, that the love we lived could never last, reflections blurred by shadows past, that silhouettes would still roam free beauty for a day, or a day of eternity- Nausher

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Mar 15, 2011

Mar 15, 2011 at 2:18 PM UTC

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that we knew the night would pass | Nausher

that we knew the night would pass, that the love we lived could never last, reflections blurred by shadows past, that silhouettes would still roam free beauty for a day, or a day of eternity- Nausher

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The night is done Gone with the wind of the first sun Dreams on ice, the river crossed twice I want to be alone with me A transparent layer in history-Nausher

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Mar 15, 2011

Mar 15, 2011 at 2:17 PM UTC

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the wind of the first sun | Nausher

The night is done Gone with the wind of the first sun Dreams on ice, the river crossed twice I want to be alone with me A transparent layer in history-Nausher

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