Intelligence isn't based through an IQ score, nor through ones ability to count to ten.

Intelligence is based on an individual's ability to grasp a concept in an exceptional fashion.

Rather it be math, social skills or even ones ability to make others laugh. These all show an intellectual and subjective level of intelligence.

Although regularities may vary, the general outcome of one's ability to stabilize information is no different then those of a "higher" place.

"Everybody is a Genius, but if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid."

-Joseph B Schneider

Till moons stop shinning
And suns stop rising
Till rivers stop flowing
And lakes stop going
Till rocks start dancing
And butterflies start singing
Till birds start rapping
And mice start shouting
Till roses stop growing
And fireflies stop glowing
Till the earth stops spinning
And my hearts stops beating
That's when I will stop loving
**YOU

Quite poetic is a dragonfly

Dancing and romancing the sun

It realizes it will soon die

So it doesn't care about the damage done

It just kisses the sky

Knowing its life will soon pass by

It hovers over lakes and sometimes rivers too

Even around people who tell it "Shoo!"

So when it finds itself beneath a boot

Or in front of a wind screen it goes mute

It doesn't care about the impact
because it romanced the sun
Kissed the sky
And glided over water

What more could a dragon fly want?

A blank canvas, inspires a painter
A blank paper, inspires a poet
From a blank we can draw inspiration
They are not blank, but an empty space
Untouched with the creative juices
To be filled with different moods of hues
And written on, with the most fertile thought
From a blank, we can draw a conclusion
Inspired to come up with most enchanted sketches
As artistry is the masterstroke, drawn on a blank
An abstract idea sketched, to inspire*





© Amitav (Radiance)

After the first
Never again
The second
The same,
Regret, pain
The third
Disappointment, shame
The fourth
A piece of paper with a name
The fifth and I’m officially insane
Confusing clouds, constant rain
Begin to drain
Me

Thoughts, a fact
A pact
To myself
My rapidly deteriorating
Physical, mental, emotional health

31 tablets, 52
What difference does
A few
More make
Another mistake
I break,
Crack, smash
Like China
A million pieces
Despair fills the air
I lay, unconscious
Without a care
In the world

Sleeping tablets
And anti depressants
Desperately searching
For the essence
Of a hopeful soul

Hospitalisation
Anticipation, frustration,
Sedation
A safe place
With locks on the inside
Reflecting on the times
I’ve tried
Cried, lied
To break free

After the first
Never again
The second
The same
Regret, pain
The third
Disappointment, shame
The fourth
A piece of paper with a name
The fifth
And I’m officially insane

It stops here
Succumbed with fear
As I walk, tread, carefully
Undress the mess,
That is me.

2010 ©

Broken again?
Here comes the pain.
Covered in lies,
Bloodshot eyes.

No!
Dont for a moment love.
Give away your heart,
To another who will break it.

Cry yourself asleep,
You deserve better.
But you feel only worse...

Dont feel bad my child.
It will be okay.
She was another problem,
The memories will fade away.

Love at first sight.
Perfect for the blindness I feel.
Held tight and felt love,
But now its death that will heal.

No more ******* and lies I say.
I dont care what you think.
Ill see a psychologist.
Ill talk to my shrink.

But nothing will change how a felt about you,
But everything about me will.
I kissed her with unwanted scars,
Scars that will not heal...

Anger is like the headlights of an incoming truck. It's blinding, and you'll never realize you were on the wrong side of the road until the moment of impact.

a.g