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entwined scents
and a divine grace
a sombre gaze across the room
that sent all hearts to race

days passed and so did nights,
nothing was so vehement ever
than those beautiful eyes.

I have been a dreamer
since that day then,
to conjure an eternity in a moment
maybe it was her only sin.
a speck of cosmic dust
or a tiny dot
in the blackened emptiness
full of mystical voids

life has flourished here
even in the savagery and butchery
of flesh,minds and even souls
all in the lands floating in blue

yet we are not terrified
or stupefied of our existence
neither grateful nor pity
for this spectacle

or maybe the light
is at the end of the tunnel
and me walking in opposite
or worse running blind.
Job
but when the night sets in,
and you wash the disgust off your face,
the eyes in mirror are just not looking to admire
that pretty face,they ask for dreams once promised
this job is going to save you from everyone
but who is going to save you from yourself?
lying on this table
staring at me
is a monk with a *** belly

maybe he wonders
how is my ride to nirvana going

maybe he wonders
as to why instead of humming a  prayer,
i am on a war with the keyboard

maybe he reads the books I kept there
to trace where me heading

or maybe he was tired of everything around
had a hearty laugh and boom..
there was his nirvana.
Dust off your closet
and hack off that trophy wall

pack every one of them
and make them your prisoner
for the remaining life

if you want to be remembered
then start pinning your rejection letters
on the trophy wall of forgotten past,
till you hear every word
while sleeping.

sanity will beg you to fight
and the heart would race against mind
if even thinking about this is too much
then the smooth sea is all yours

you were not the one for untested waters
cause drowning was one of your fears.
Some day that sky will crash down
with all it's wrath upon us
and nothing would ever matter.
everything would be dust and bones

We will then realize
that death should not be feared
but be chased upon
with the perfect laughter
On a cliff,
I stand and see
the ocean and the horizon
playing hide and seek,

I waited for them
to dissolve into one
for the fire to extinguish,
the ashes to drown,

my soul relinquished,
but a memory still lingered somewhere
it's not that easy I felt
If not here, not anywhere.
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