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hxxnxh Feb 2015
Why am I doing this again
I ask myself as
I spend another night
Pouring myself on
Paper
Only to tear it apart
Hours later
Why am I doing this again
I ask myself as
I spend another weekend
Wrapped up in
Thoughts
Of what could have been
Only to open up
To the coldness outside
Why am I doing this again
I ask myself
As I hide behind
The idea of what will be
To forget what is
Why am I doing this again
I ask myself as
I let my soul drown
Into your eyes
Eyes as black as coal
Eyes as deep as an abyss
With no end
I let myself fall
And find all
The torn papers
And all the abandoned
Thoughts
And I know the answer
To my question
I keep doing what I do
Because all of it reminds me
of your eyes
All of it reminds me
of home
And I let myself
Get consumed by you
Born too late too sail the seven seas
to find new lands, strange bird,s
gigantic tree's.
There is not much left too discover, no
precious metals or stones for the
common man too uncover. No desert that
has not been trod, no new cultures
no new god!
No mountains left to climb, no new rivers
too unwind, no jungles left too creep for
the common man in the street.
Gone are the days he would sail the world
in ships made just from wood, too take his
God to peoples new for what he thought
the common good. Born too late for all
adventures set in foreign lands, born to
late for a common man.
Rano Al-Azem Jan 2015
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Let us explore
All the possibilities,
We will exhaust the night
Trying to find answers
Let us discover
What it means
To be one with our inner struggles.
A year to end
within it …~
Many of  untold
stories of time
again.


A new journey  
to discover…~
So as this heart
would learn to
embrace.


As this year
says goodbye…~
Let thy new songs
serenade my soul.


While this fruit
my present was…~
Am being thankful
and grateful.


Because in Thee,
Words in tune.
So, that this spirit
may fills with ~ gladness.
SM Oct 2014
We are always falling
in hopes of finding something better
below,
but there are times we discover nothing more
than the concrete ground
and the shame of believing
there would always be someone out there
waiting to catch us
Kapil Dutta May 2014
...

The man I want to be, the one hiding behind the tree.
It's time to discover, is it the real or the art lover?

Miles away rings a familiar tune,
like the bottle filled with water from various spoons.

Do you envy or you pity?
Hope I sink in or am I guilty?

Knows the time and the trees,
am I real or the leaves.

Like the apple, I fall down.
Mean less, yet I sing the song.

I see him for now, killing the bug somehow.

No hopes will die in vain, for he will be a blend.

The Man I Want To Be, No more hiding behind the tree.

...

- KD.
Meaning :

In this poem I am trying to figure out who I want to be in the future. The poem is pretty simple, But there are few terms that translate to a peace of my life.  Here are few of them :

The line, "It's time to discover, Is it the real or the art lover" translates to - It's time for me to find out if I want to do something relating science or art.

Then the line "Miles away rings a familiar tune, Like the bottle filled with water from various spoons " translates to - the distant future holds a story that is comforting, a story about a person I have always thought to become. This person is a polymath, Someone who is into more than one fields, For example - Leonardo Da Vinci.

Then the line, "Do you envy or you pity"  is a direct question to my future self. I am asking him if he envies the present me or if he is disappointed with what I am right now.  
  
In the line,"Hope I sink in or am I guilty" I am hoping that I will be what I want to be but what if I commit the crime of failing to become what I want to become.

Then in the line,"Knows the time and the trees" I am literally imagining myself walking done the lonely path  in a forest, like in the picture above. The entire path being my life, and what I will be in the future is known only by the future time and the trees that will surround me at that point of time in the future.

Then,"Am I real or the leaves" simply means, Am I going to be a science guy or a creative art guy.

In the line,"Like the Apple, I fall down" the Apple here relates to the apple that fell on Newton's head which eventually made him discover gravity. The apple served as the source of a great revolution or change in science, and just like that apple I am hoping  to serve as the source of a great revolution for the humanity in the future.

Then in the end the line, "No hopes will die in vain, for he will be a blend. The man I want to be, No more hiding behind the tree" shows that I am confident that my hopes are not going to die and that I will become what I want to become, that is a blend of everything, science and art together. A polymath.

Thank you for reading.
KD.
Erin Atkinson Aug 2014
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she used her halo
                as wings;
strung it up on
                Chemical
                                Looph­oles
that make her feel close to
                         God
and on the subject of
                          being God,
We discover.
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