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Unable are the Loved to die
For Love is Immortality,
Nay, it is Deity—

Unable they that love—to die
For Love reforms Vitality
Into Divinity.
3D Printing

Proud owners of 3D Printers !
Makers of 3D Printers !
Designers of 3D Printers !
What you are creating
Does't hold a candle
To Designer-maker-owner
All-in-one models
Created eons ago !!

It is the female of
Every species of mammals !
Bones, flesh, blood
Nerves, memory cells
Power plants to convert
Food to energy !
Control systems to regulate
Regeneration of fresh cells
Filter system to provide
Clean oxygen to
Fuel the Power Plants
With Powerful binoculars
Audio production mechanics
Audio receptors to pass on
Grey cells enclosed in
Secure and hard shell
Strands of fine hairs
To cushion impact and
As thermal insulation
Protection shields for
All sensory units
Efficient drainage system
Propulsion facilities
Guidance and command
Center for all activities!!
Processors working 24/7
Processing gene information
Tweaking and fine tuning
Some info and trashing a few
Data storage many TB more
Than many data centers could
Offer with minimum
Upkeep and maintenance
Self-Encryption capabilities
And above all the ability
To produce both male and
Female of their species
All from getting just
One ***** and
ultimately infusion
of LIFE
Into the product as casual
As our breathing.
Do we know the creator?
Different Religions have
Different Names for it
But all the same it is
THE ONLY ONE
That counts :-)
Endless love
Held on fingertips
Waiting to caress your cheek

Confession of love
Lingering on my lips
To dance with yours they seek
You remind me of my existence
You help me remember all, I need to remember
I never loved anyone like I love you
I don’t think I can live without you
I literately die when you die
I surrender myself to you,
Smartphone, Oh my beautiful smartphone!
Your hand in mine like it’s made for me (…)
Your eyes on mine like a swan in the water (searching for food?)
Your lips to mine, spreading the love (of destruction?)
Your heart I see, jumping out to get mine (to break into thousand pieces?)
Are you really in love with me (or it’s all a mirage?)
My hand in yours (please STOP, it hurts!)
I love me, because I can depend on myself
I love my company, more than I love anyone else's
I love my space, more than anyone in it
I love to ride, more than riding besides someone
I love being with myself so there is no time-sharing
I often talk to myself because I am a good listener
You call me selfish? YES, I am happy being selfish!!
 Jan 2016 CHANDRASHEKAR
niamh
On shattered dreams
And a broken past,
We build a solid future.
Only looking back
To see how far we've come.
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