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egotist Sep 2016
**** all my demons, and my angels might die too.
of the dead angels
one incarnated
in the human form
happy n droll
living the human dream
a boy across the seas
lousy n unhappy
shared her dream
they were pals by time
he bet she was for ever
n when she was there n away
all the nautical miles stuck with a Paranoia
he thought was she for real ?
was she was she was she was she..
a long distance break up
egotist Sep 2016
by da lane
see thru da pane

far away dey seem
yet illuminate my dream

to da high lands I elope
to a dream of hope

in the pines I wander
in all da wonder

ain't a feign aint a smile
n few jive from a mile

few make it obvious
look thy incredulous

its all my pain
by da lane
see through da pane

---the egotist
a thought while i was looking through the  window pane of a bus.
egotist Sep 2016
whiff of her long hair
black lashes on her oval eyes
crescents on her lips
slender hands
sparkle adorned meek finger
n her ****** skin
thy beside

eyes are shut
lips are mum
hands anchored to lap

yet i see the glint of her eye
hear her word
feel her hand

an echo from da time gone
its just that she is gone

------the egotist
#sheisgone #heartbreak #echo
egotist Mar 2014
lets go go go
find a place
close to her
lemme
see her smile
blink her eyes
play her hair
dance her hands
chew her food
chatter around
n lastly
sway away
lets go go go
find a place
close to her

-- the egotist
egotist Sep 2016
deep in the woods I slept
birds chirp
gentle rain
misty fog
cool breeze
quiet n merry
sleep of the angels
sleep of the babies
nothin more nothin less

woke up not to the dream
was it the woods ?
birds gone
gentle acid rain
harsh breeze
misty smog
quiet n merry no more
well woods were gone too

with no reason to be awake
bird’s chirp n rain n mist n breeze
was all I took to my dream
sleep was all i had now
sleep was all i had now
On Second thoughts how long do we sleep? Till all the forests, ice caps, rivers vanish and the skies turn black and we humans  stranded in the deluge to follow.
Every phone call you make/receive from a tower powered by diesel generator, drive one of those gas guzzler, carry home stuff in plastics, enjoy your air-conditioned place and print those paper you and me are deep asleep and nowhere close to being alive.
egotist Sep 2016
away a sparkle
wasn't the eye
nor the smile
ring on fire
warmth not far
gazed n appauled
white Carbon ?
naaaa,it was just her.
wrote it for  a  friend
egotist Jan 2017
while I chase tranquility
my thoughts are on a wanderlust
riding my clouds
they take me places
egotist Sep 2016
people ask me if it was prose or poetry
tell'em it's a state of trance
sweat was  there impromptu
game on deuce was lost
so was my sense
eardrums hit a sweet chord
nervous stimuli had a blast
the much valued gasp
been a while
senses cuddled back
*** was my  call
n there she walked past the trans door
Gathered some words for   a crush.
egotist Sep 2016
lost n thirsty
i stood in faith

wings of  falcon flapped
a ride to never-land
i was told

into da luminous vicinity
n absolute nothin
blind n jade
i looked for you
and all I had was your whim

---the egotist.
a random thought of a loner

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