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as the rest move in a herd in time, fixed and onward
some remain at a pace of their own
slower,
wallowing in crevices, an act of conscious apartheid
familiar with the shortage of influence, that is, separation.
wandering by will
vicariously living through a phobia of confusion
hence why lost souls remain lost
fear of false direction, fear of decision
uncertainty amongst hysteria
a deadly duo for the few
settlement has become still
and those lost are familiar with movement
2 steps forward, 12 steps scattered
here and there and it's unclear
up and down
its all around the dance to delusion goes to no sound
but illusion.
distress within the body whose mind follows curiosity
incessant pondering yields a detriment
to the thinker,
be about
your quest and breed your farewell to the
blissful life of ignorance
that now follows you
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is there a solace to be found for these creatures?
has the point of no return passed?
the distance behind is immeasurable
for the path previously paved is dimly lit
to decipher the single instance is a feat of all men
does the lone wolf recall?
would love feedback on this one.
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क्या रखा है वक्त गँवाने
औरों के आख्यान में,
वर्तमान से वक्त बचा लो
तुम निज के निर्माण में।
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अर्धसत्य पर कथ्य क्या हो
वाद और प्रतिवाद कैसा?
तथ्य का अनुमान क्या हो
ज्ञान क्या संवाद कैसा?
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प्राप्त क्या बिन शोध के
बिन बोध के अज्ञान में ?
वर्तमान से वक्त बचा लो
तुम निज के निर्माण में।
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जीवन है तो प्रेम मिलेगा
नफरत के भी हाले होंगे ,
अमृत का भी पान मिलेगा
जहर उगलते प्याले होंगे ,
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समता का तू भाव जगा
क्या हार मिले सम्मान में?
वर्तमान से वक्त बचा लो
तुम निज के निर्माण में।
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जो बिता वो भूले नहीं
भय है उससे जो आएगा ,
कर्म रचाता मानव जैसा
वैसा हीं फल पायेगा।
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यही एक है अटल सत्य
कि रचा बसा लो प्राण में ,
वर्तमान से वक्त बचा लो
तुम निज के निर्माण में।
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क्या रखा है वक्त गँवाने
औरों के आख्यान में,
वर्तमान से वक्त बचा लो
तुम निज के निर्माण में।
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अजय अमिताभ सुमन:
सर्वाधिकार सुरक्षित
विवाद अक्सर वहीं होता है, जहां ज्ञान नहीं अपितु अज्ञान का वास होता है। जहाँ ज्ञान की प्रत्यक्ष अनुभूति  होती है, वहाँ  वाद, विवाद या प्रतिवाद क्या स्थान ?  आदमी के हाथों में  वर्तमान समय के अलावा कुछ भी नहीं होता। बेहतर तो ये है कि इस अनमोल पूंजी को  वाद, प्रतिवाद और विवाद में बर्बाद करने के बजाय अर्थयुक्त संवाद में लगाया जाए, ताकि किसी अर्थपूर्ण निष्कर्ष पर पहुंचा जा सके।
Ces Jul 2020
Paralysis by analysis
overthinking life and all
its complexities...

I think:

Truth, what is it?
When everyone feels as if they
know
and feel
even ****
in the name of this 'Truth'

I ask why...

What's the basis for that certainty
Is it something born through analogy?
I see that we are all mistaken, guilty
Of that condescension!

Pretensions

Self-deception!

The irony of this age of technological
innovation
is that it has become fancy
to crave disinformation

Truth is what we think we possess
in this great idiocy of the masses.
Ale Jun 2020
“What about me?”
I asked.
My whisper echoed
Against the glass.
The reflection
Whispered back,
“Never enough”.
I am my own worst enemy.
Chad Tannous Apr 2020
Ms. Del Rey says “the world is made for two”,
but her idea of two is some fresh hell;
it’s seems that Lana thinks a girl’s abuse,
is cinematic fodder one can sell.
The other woman sings about her man.
“sO pOPuLIiSt” with flowers on her head.
While some may come from poor & tell the tale,
Del Rey wears being poor like it’s a dress. 
But voices that she channels in her songs,
Bespeak a femme fatale alone, and they,  
Are both no one, and everyone in one.
The guardians of endless summer days.
Sonnet (without the last two lines)  about Lana Del Rey.
YOUR LIFE IS A MOVIE THAT IS BEING DIRECTED BY YOU, PRODUCED BY THE YOU, YOU ARE THE PROTAGONIST AND YOU SHOULD BE THE ONLY CRITIC OF IT.. SO LIVE IT LIKE YOU WANT.
You don't owe anyone anything and everyone is different so embrace your uniqueness and live your life to the fullest.
Michael R Burch Mar 2020
****** Analysis
by Michael R. Burch

This is not what I need . . .
****-ysis,
paralysis,
as though I were a seed
to be planted,
supported
with a stick and some string
until I emerge.
Your words
are not water. I need something
more nourishing,
like cherishing,
something essential, like love
so that when I climb
out of the lime
and the mulch. When I shove
myself up
from the muck . . .
we can ****.

Originally published by Unlikely Stories. Keywords/Tags: analysis, paralysis, psychoanalysis, words, nourishing, cherishing, essential, love, muck, ****, ***
Michael Stefan Mar 2020
She tied a black ribbon around my wrist
Like a dark lake reflecting moonlight
And in my enchantment, I missed
The ribbon was tied far too tight

She tied a black ribbon around my neck
So cold on my skin like ice
And in my fervor, I failed to see
The ribbon was knotted up thrice

She tied a black ribbon around my heart
Winding its way through my veins
She gave a tug, and I gave a start
As her ribbon turned out to be chains
This is a really dark poem that came about from being young and dating.  I was really into this girl who didn't view me the same way.  Instead of letting me down, she carried me along.  I was too stupid to see that I was being used and couldn't get out of the situation.  The poem is built on a simple lyrical rhyme structure.  Hope you guys like it!
Michael Stefan Mar 2020
Your arms grow tired
When you
Bear a heavy axe
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