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Chintan Shelat May 2012
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Chintan Shelat May 2012
From all around
They come crawling like crease on the bed sheet
Deeply plunged in me, I
Have held a corner a bit higher with my teeth
I should lift my self too
But my abdomen is heavy
And navel is tied
---
After shower
It is ecstatic to burst into flames
Long hairs falling on the ear
Feels like roots in the head
You can fall out if you shake it off
You are constantly transforming
****, rug, beats etc. etc.
---
Now you are expert
In how to walk on water with your nose closed
It is dangerous to keep your foot in the ring
Hoping for walls made out of flammable dust
There is spark in the snap of fingers
Dark cold in the chest
Speed is like snail
Slowly slowly
******* is natural
---
After the morning yawn
Everywhere falls very delicate leaves
I want to treasure them
I'll put them under my pillow
Tiring courting of night is sitting beside
At the end i counted total spinal vertebra,
Total was 22
Still i needed help to wrap my leg around
'Limitless' saying waves you up on high oscillation
Loneliness is blissful
Silence is for you to fill
You are allowed to catch your breath if you can
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You have to loose width of your chest
In attempts to be singular
There is ally full of black color
Red at twilight
Glowing silver at midnight
They come to see, from far countries
And some princess dips her legs in
You start dripping from her heel
Just like a sweat
You have to leave your blackness on her body
Cause only white sweat is allowed here
She gives you a mesmerizing kiss
You keep unfolding it
With both your hands between legs
Both legs are in north and south
And navel
Navel is already tied.
Chintan Shelat May 2012
That ascetic is stalking me
From dream to reality
From reality to dream
To run is an explosive event
Still you can control it, if you stand still
But
All the watchmen are sleeping
The temple has an infinite space
The moment was weak
And god is dead
If you stand he will ****** all your hairs out
And you start falling in abyss
Just an hour before annihilation
You'll stop
That ascetic will love you as a friend now
But he is a spectator only
(you can call him an emperor of a surreal, by the way)
You can peek into continuity if you stand on his shoulders
There is no turning back
Fetus can not be dissolved in the ****** like that
Birth is an explosive event indeed
You come out with a heinous sound
It is annihilation, god must come back to life
That's what is in the book
Infinite space is spread around
Time is sleeping
And here is me
Just now conceived.
Chintan Shelat May 2012
Now anytime, Time will arrive
With its rusty chains
It will be impossible to enlarge these circles
---
All those intellectual thoughts will be abandoned
No trees nearby
Or I would have picked and reattached all the leaves,
Just to utilize those thoughts
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It works in a cycle
In every forth time age
I be as I
In every forth time age, time arrives
This time, I'll run away for sure
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Some are without name
Some are like fragrance
Some are like dew drops
Some are just there
They all have tongue
But no one's speaking
They're just licking wall
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सह वीर्यं करवावहे (Saha Viryam Karava vahe)
These chants are taught wrong
Scenes are snatched away
After giving eyes
That's why can't find'em
Whoever is there, is deaf
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It will leak blood
From eyes
From nose
From ears
From tongue
Circle can not be enlarged
All are deaf
I must run away.
सह वीर्यं करवावहे
Is part of a Sanskrit chant, roughly translates to
""Together, May we gain energy to know the truth
May our intellects grow clear and bright""
Chintan Shelat May 2012
'To me'
'To me'
'To me'
'To me'
"Silence", said Dr. Faustus
They want to hold the light bulb in their hand
One is a pet dog, one is a boy
I mean, who asks for such thing?
Lamp, just throws away the light
My neighbor Mary, keeps asking the meaning of wiper snake,
Woods is spread all over, but suddenly ends at my feet,
Though I have two rib cages, one is obviously to take out,
You can hang the lamp in there,
You can reach to the switch if you stretch your hand,
Right after the ledge, there is an abyss,
You can see it under the light,
The window sill suddenly glows, caught it,
Now, to stand, to speak, to walk, to write, you have to light the light,
you can catch it,
If you ask,
That pet dog might be the boy,
That boy might be the pet dog,
As a matter of fact,
Can be,
Dr. Faustus, a lamp post.
As the theory of Influence goes, they say, a new poet takes one thought of his/her predecessor and tries to manipulate it in his/her own way. Here I attempt to give some excerpts from my attempt to manipulate, Dr. Faustus. The reference of Dr. Faustus goes from Goethe, Gertrude Stein, etc, etc, etc.
Chintan Shelat Mar 2012
He flew over bridge
And the river was flooding
He tried not to ***
Chintan Shelat Mar 2012
You must have skill of rope walker in order to walk on the periphery of the circle,
It's been years, you are stuck in the Zero,
Constantly revolving around,

From the window far far away, blinds are watching,
Blindness is not useful then,
Smokes are stretched between with heinous sounds,
you can project an arrow in the direction of the sound,
but it is noise every where,
Sound is not pure, like music
neighing can corrupt your ears,
fighting can corrupt your hands,
you have tied some gospels on your fingers,
it gives warmth in utter cold

in the mud pool of light besides,
you are dipping your arrow tip and aiming,
your hands are in mood of becoming a bowstring,
your speed must be hasty
and weight less than a thin air
then only you can penetrate those noises,

as soon as you enter in the dark matter,
slowly you fall into contrivance,
your delivery path is glowing like a glow warm,
at first you have to get ****, in the end you can cover again,
hands, legs are constantly struggling,
No shields, Not even swords,
you are still involved in
Tumultuous war.
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