Three Persons
Where is this?
But, NO. It is everywhere.
Colours unite and divide.
But to the prism, it is just another day.
Why aren't the colours solid?
Why don't they meld into the prism?
How are we so sure?
That the ideas we think outshine every other.
That we have the power to change this sorry world.
We think of our superpowers.
But all we do ever is enable this amoeba
more and more everyday.
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Green, endless green.
Maybe they think that they should create
Natural Parks and Sanctuaries
to protect humans from their deadly logic.
Hey! Maybe they do!
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I await the beauty and the epics.
But beyond the turn, there is only a lake
2. The Swirl Begins
The first thought that comes to my mind
is the shape of shapes.
It's not about a square or a triangle or a circle in particular.
Just the idea of symmetry in the Third Dimension.
But sadly, so much brilliance and symmetry
adds up to form so much asymmetry.
Not that it isn't beautiful.
But somehow the point is lost in the heap.
What is perfect?
Thankfully my train of thought takes me
to more beautiful places.
Where 'symmetry', 'meaning' are just vibrations.. Sounds..
God! I want to believe!!
But not believing is so much fun!
**** that! Swirl!!
3. Paddy on the Rocks . [A Description]
Zombies and Aliens do not reside here.
We walk along without any fear.
Why, you ask?
We wish we could tell.
Somehow we realise
that it is here we can smell.
Drop.
Stop.
Swirl. Up..
Write.
Wish i didn't.
No i don't.
We all just don't know what we would do, if we could do whatever we think we wanted to do.
Swirl. Down.
SsHHhhh...
