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 May 2012 Arindam Das
Wanderer
Sleep remains just out
Of my fingertip's reach so
I conjure haikus
From the future too i came,
as the past,
you are, what you think you are
**future was present in the past
Infatuated with titillating breeze,
flower, out of its mind,
was unthinkingly ready,
to let go the vine it bloomed!
 May 2012 Arindam Das
Brandon
I will smother you
with my words and one day you
will know the meaning
of my vocabulary
as you suffocate
under the letters written
by me just for you
sort of a haiku...
 May 2012 Arindam Das
Brandon
From the cultured hood of Beverly Hills
Young rich white kid rapping
Blonde hair perfectly combed and trimmed
Blue eyes shaded from California sun

Spitting ghetto slang about unfair pain,
Affirmative action, cultural injustices
Daddy’s allowance, racial profiling

****[le] mobile and spinning rims
Gold plated teeth over pearly whites
Slinging 401k’s and time shares

Baggy pants sagging down past his ***
Tugging at his crotch
His hand permanently attached
To his little white flaccid ****

Trying to keep from tripping
While he’s running from the police

Wanted for questioning
On insider trading
And insurance scams
inspired by an aryan type kid rapping on the apollo stage.
oddly enough he got booed off.
 May 2012 Arindam Das
Brandon
Drift
 May 2012 Arindam Das
Brandon
your voice gets harder and harder to hear the farther you drift away from me.*

We should've remembered to drop anchors before we abandoned ship
and you drifted further out to sea while I sank down into the deep.
Stop saying goodbye
Come with me to the sky
Up high we will float
By train, plane or boat

The stars whisper, "Oh hello"
While clouds form below
As our hands intertwine
All the planets combine

In a peaceful harmony
And a tranquil melody
Love can't worry you, my dear
It's in front of you so clear

When I look in your eyes
I see sun, stars and sky
So come into my embrace
We'll fly up into space

The days will get better
As long as you and I
Are together
Save your anger for another time
Do me like I'm a ***** crime

Use that aggression between the sheets
You know those moves make me weak

If you think
I can't handle it rough
Silly boy
I invented tough

Bedroom, pool table, take your pick
It's time to whip out your cue stick
Im just a young man
Looking for the truth of reality
Tragically knowledge and its absence
Left a casualty of character
Intangible beliefs left in heaps
Banged and battered
Beneath the battery of ignorance
Discovered by man with,
Thoughts hovered in cerebral;
Elevation looking down
Upon ants filled with elation
Where are these questions floor?
Only truth is there is none
2+2=4 and then some
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