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 Jul 2015
Asim Javid
Have anthologized every
cerebration of mine,
finding myself snared in
dogmatic mysteries of cosmos.
My cognitive contents are
razing & vitiating,
leaving a brobdingnagian lacuna.
Striving to surmount it but,  
incapable of sating  the one that
domiciliates within
my èlan vital.
 Jul 2015
Asim Javid
Have anthologized every
cerebration of mine,
finding myself snared in
dogmatic mysteries of cosmos.
My cognitive contents are
razing & vitiating,
leaving a brobdingnagian lacuna.
Striving to surmount it but,  
incapable of sating  the one that
domiciliates within
my èlan vital.
 Jul 2015
Asim Javid
I will be wandering in the streets of un-named lands.
Among unknown people , will i be sheltering.
In the labyrinth of strange cultures and rituals.
Yes, that is what i'll be doing.
Careless & free of bonds travelling the lands like a wanderer.
Joy & peace will be my
profits of trade.
My fate will see no destination
only the journey.
 Jul 2015
Hollow
Zoning in
Zoning out
Spacing into
Instinctual altruism
A divided reality
Obliging my death storm cemetery
This ritual madness; so intriguing
It leaves personality to the grasp of ambiguity
Immaterial realm of the fourth scenes unseen
While docile, poisoned by this vial of vile mistrials
I remain a ghost
Unseen
Mirroring black
Shadowed like a ****** mess
Stop this caress
Fading in
Fading out.
Unseen Realm

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