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Normality
   is a myth
      something
   they tell
you to
keep
   you
      in
         line
This world
Where paper money weigh more
And a person full of emotions
Has no score
Life has got stuck in social media
And true feelings stand no where
This world
Stands false in all scenes
Fake smiles is all we need
Stuck to petty things
Which don't even mean a thing
This world
Has become a tv screen
No emotions just drama
No miracles just fake dreams.
I hope for the real world.
Empowering the synergy of this day
70 years ago
That called for the times
When unity had all the faith
And transfer of power marked the Independence Day
Since then the nation has evolved
Talking about Samvidhan
Which taught the art of Self Pradhan
Creativity talked about Democracy
That we walk shoulder to shoulder
That all Humans are equal
Be it cast,religion or ***
Everything creates a nexus
Time elapsed and things changed
Here we move in 21st century
With the heart full of victory
Where in a developing country
We fight society
To win over society
Instead of ironical criticism
And in the ambit of feminism
I look forward to wonderful creatures
That so blissfully
Compliment each other
To move along from place to place
Work in their own pace
Explore according to their grace
And Live out of their mind's cage.
To 15th August 1947 : India's Independence Day
ink
i thought i had
a tattoo of our
love somewhere
deep inside me
but maybe our
passion was
ink from a pen
a heart shaped
drawing on the
surface of my
pale skin that
a river of tears
washed away
after all those days
I begged and begged
for you to stay
and you didn’t
ever burning, eternal flame,
you have taken my finite skies.
the embers leave only a name
for this vessel that holds no eyes.

forever fire, you're to blame!
heaven has fallen from its rise,
and given ground chance to reclaim
the life stolen by my demise!

never shall I lose the shame
of not ever exchanging goodbyes
with my only love, the dead dame
that my eternal flames despised.
 Aug 2016 Tiberias Paulk
Sarah
Poets
 Aug 2016 Tiberias Paulk
Sarah
All the poets
in my life are
not writers
at all
 Aug 2016 Tiberias Paulk
cgembry
I made friends with the darkness
on the night the stars refused to shine
and the Moon hid her face from the Earth
Shadows took my hand
gifting me with lunar eyes
as a nocturnal wonderland
was unveiled before me
in all its darkened splendor
I walked the sleepy midnight pastures
under a black naked sky
a newly born creature of the night
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