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trf Dec 2016
Crackling. Rocking. Crackling. Creaking and oscillating, a century old **Mahogany Wood seceded to the paSsage of time.
Particles of sand, confounded by the Peninsula’s chaotic, blasting breeze now revealed a shade of burnt tar.
   Outside of the second floor Maissonette, sways the rocking chair once warmed by Grandpa.
A Tactless, impatient, rhythmic Requiem Bashes near the wiNdow pane as the sunset falls Under the frame.  
                                                        ­    Empty Folklore presides like the Residue of a once lambent effigy…                                               SwOosh. Hush!
           Cocktails were a Preamble to lunch like diabetes to Nephropathy.
Corrosive Rhetoric seeped in to expose the ego of a Sommelier.
     A smile would Parachute down when you needed it like Nicotine to remind that no Precedent had been set, just an Anomaly.
                     Cutthroat beginnings, this was no Analog man.
        In grade school his Cosmos found Zion and “The world to come”.
        This baby’s Cradle, abandoned High atop a mountain was blown by a Chinook towards the Atlantic.
                “I was found swallowed in a stained Table cloth by Balkan children on a treasure hunt, with no Guarantee and no resignatIon. "
                     The boTtle narrates these chronicles and a smile parachutes down when you need it like nicotine.
                                          Dionysus Crafted his accounts while most Garnered his spiels with Snide.                               As they witnessed dream remembrance; he thought his memory was Presumably accurate, and although his tales were triFling to the gathering audience, they became his Heliocentric history.
            Calling me a young Galleon and handing me a map, Grandpa scanned his hand across the vast land
       guaranteeing trEasure would be found if I had no resignation.
               This Asinine assertion to my teenage sister Symbolized the Barring of her unheeding imagination by time and then a smile parachuted down just when she needed it like nicotine.


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In the bathroom of a pizza parlor there was an elongated, framed b&w; picture of the periodical table of elements. I took a picture of it and my flash glared in the middle which I thought looked neat so I manipulated the image so it was skewed and a little blurry and the above elements were the only ones that I could actually see from the photo. Credit to Breaking Bad.
Aryan Sam Mar 2018
Heena, me bhulna chanda ha thuhanu
Jiwe tuci bhul gaye ** menu
Me pathar dil banna chanda ha
Jiwe tuci ban gaye **
Me sachin yaad nai krna chanda thuhanu

But ** nai pa reha, jinni koshish krda
Uniya gallan yaad andiya

Sala 5 phase wale park ne dimag khrab kita hoea

I hate u, sachi i hate u.
Thuhanu bhenchod nu koi fikar nai
Te me edar ewe mari ja reha
Ewe sadi ja reha

*** yaad bi kitho aau
Mere nalo *** ke pyar karan wala jo
Mil gea thuhanu

Bhen di lun ehi gal ne dimag
Khrab kita hoea
3 am
Aryan Sam Dec 2018
Yaar ki he,
Jaruri nai jo me kit ohi tuci kro mere naal
Rab da wasta heena ji. Karlo gal
Theek a me nai hega kabil
Me nAi gal karan de kayak
Manea ki life bardbard kar diti thuhadi
Par meri bi koi sukhi nai chal rahi
Tuci fer bi mere nAlo jyada hi kush hone
Metho nai ** pa reha
Rah da wasta ik wari gal krke khtam kr sab kuj
Aryan Sam Nov 2018
4am
Swer de 4 wajan wale ne
Nd me ki kar reha
Sirf thuhade ware soch reha
Pata nai ki chL reha he life wich
Tang ** gea ha
Dimag kehnda bhul ja us nu kanjra
Par dil kehnda ehi ta meeth meetha dard he, jo naal rehna he

Me cha ke bi bhula nai pa reha
Me chanda ha ki bhul
Jawa
Par nai ** pa reha.

Sala jad dekho u da te u de husabnd da mind wich a janda
Ki tuci us naal
Kush **, me kushi naal koi problem nai, me chanda ki hamesha kush raho
Par mera dil man hi nAi reh
Haje bi thuhade wal nu ja reha
Menu sachi samj nai anda me ki kra

I seriously want to move on, but samj nai a reha kiwe

Last time nalo bi jyada ikha is baar
Aryan Sam Feb 2018
Mana le tu suhagraat ger naal
Kiwe bhulegi oh time mere naal da

Manda hanoh kar lu mere nalo jyada pyar tenu
Par ki tu kar sakegi mere jina pyar unu?

Ro reha ha saari raat da
Eh sochke ki ki chal reha hou tere dil wich

Kiwe ** sakdi he tu ger di
Bhenchod ik wari bi na aya taras mere ute

Manda ha bura ha me
Par ki bewafai de bi layak na reha teri

Isto wadiya ta maar ke chali jandi menu
Ah din ta na dekhan penda menu laash banke

Chala jawanga door jaldi hi tere to
Dunia bi na yaad rakhu
Na hi tenu yaad aau

Marr ke dikhau *** tenu
Yaad bi na aau *** tenu

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