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 Oct 2014
Amitav Radiance
What words are
But reflection of the mind
Spoken from the heart
Not always!
Embellished with flattery
Paying obeisance to the ego
Plethora of lies
May be music to the ears
Once they set in
And it’s too late
Every word becomes lethal
Shattering confidence
Words remain words
Nothing more
But a tirade
Vitriolic moments arise
 Oct 2014
vamsi sai mohan
I want to live in a protoplasmic land:
Where only earth's natural resources are availed...
but not any exploitable extraction from nature.
where the cacophonies of friction are unheard..
Where the toxic air doesn't seem to arouse from the rooms of renaissance,
Where the sky synergizes with the nature,
Where the oeuvre of the planet remains pristine,
Where the trees vacillate with the harmony of winds.
Where there exists no manufactured light....
But only the piercing rays of self-igniting sun to synthesize the earth with seemingly eonian brightness...
And on nocturnals,star and moon drives me,if moon masquerades,i.e.,
When the commixture of cirrocumulus clouds form an impenetrable layers of watery clouds,
let the thundering light texture me while its clustering clouds embracing me with its rapturous rain,
Let the nature do its own karma,
I am not here to meddle in nature's subtle poise,
but to infuse into it......
O'shiva pave me the unobscure and quintessential way for me to dissolve in to you,
Let me drop my essential earth and dissolve my sumptuous and non-matter soul in to everlasting you....
Let me hush in to those singular days and solitary sounds....
 Oct 2014
Kenshō
Over those cragged mountains
and beyond that wavering sea,

Where not even language can go
Nor my imagination can flee.

But if I could glide
~Over and beneath~
Perhaps you could see

Similarity in those,
Lost forgotten dreams.

Rational thinking doesn't
Complete the picture for me.

Bound by natural laws,
It is from this, I wish to be free.

But when my mind teeters on that brink
Of those worlds beyond, I can think.

Perhaps I've lost it,
And if so you can have your business.

But be minded that there is a fruit
That bares this length

To absolve this world
and swallow it whole!

Beyond this domain, solid and cold,
To which I travel, is the realm of my soul!
you got soul
 Oct 2014
Just Melz
Nature has no poverty, wanton destruction or hatred
For she is nature
Man rips out the beating heart
With every saw cut and bite of Axe
With ever searing brand
That lights the fire of mans destruction

Humans, with their materialistic ways
Slowly draining away my beauty
It's almost the end of my days
Can't they see,
What every flower, river and tree,
Means to me?
I'm the mother of all nature
And my loves flows pure
But soon my love for life
Will no longer endure

You are the rain forest
The beating heart of life
And yet how long can you take the wounds
Caused by my lust and greed
Your heart, your beaten bleeding heart
For every drop of your precious blood
Humanity must die

You purposely destroy me
Use me
Cut out my heart, bleed me dry
Leaving me bare
Then walk away as I cry
Without a care
This is not new to me
Been happening for centuries
I think I've had enough now
I'm bringing a flood to watch you drown
Then a hurricane to bury you underground


Nature was placed here to serve me
You are neither master nor lord
And you serve in humility for the betterment of man
But I, I'VE
Chosen to use and abuse what you offer
It's not for me, the delicate surgeons cut
More the slash and hack
Of the untrained butcher
Me, oh me who drains the life blood from this earth

You deserve no more of what I can offer,
I will rain hail of fury upon my precious ground
Simply to watch you suffer
With all living things, I'm naturally bound
But I will destroy the soul of me
Just to watch you die with no mercy
I AM MOTHER NATURE
You will fear me
Bow down to me
Respect me
Care for me
Or you WILL all DIE in misery
Maybe next time, humanity,
You will choose how you treat me more carefully.
Wow, Joe Cole!
What. An. Amazing. Experience!
I truly feel blessed he'd want to collaborate with me.
Hope you all enjoy mother nature's wrath.
 Oct 2014
Pax

Sometimes being alone is much better
than in the crowd of judgmental tongue.



© Pax
if only others think of themselves first before throwing ugly judgment.
if only they think twice before saying something.
if only they think of its effects on the person they judge.
If only they asked first, if it’s okay to throw judgment.  
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'if only'
 Oct 2014
David Patrick O'C
Peeling petals of wax
from fingertips
dipped
in melted tears
wept
from the flaming eye
of the wick.
one for every lost love
that had no opportunity
to flower.
 Oct 2014
Mr X
Is it the story behind the 'start' and the 'stop'?
Which tries to tell us that perhaps every beginning leads to nothingness...?

Or is it a huge heap of small little secrets supplied in bits...?
Which just hints to the fact that its not the concept of 'nothingness' that counts.
Maybe its all about what happens in between...
Maybe its all about what happens in the PATH...
 Oct 2014
MsMercedes
I once viewed silence
As a cruel thing
I once was scared
Of silence
Thats becuase it never
Spoke to me
Now when I sit
In my room and silence
Is all around me
It speaks
With the sound of speeding cars
Or even the sound of the breeze
It speaks to me
In ways words never could
And the loudest of them all SILENCE
 Oct 2014
Rupal
In depth
there is
fear and insecurity...

Therefore
people prefer

The shallow
Tried and tested...
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