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I hope life treats you good,
That the breeze brings freshness to your life,
That the sight of the sea brings hope to your path,
I am still locked up in my "The God of Small Things" phase of Anita Desai,
While I am still managing the elements to run off the "Bell Jar" of my beloved Sylvia Plath,
Running through some empowering verse of Maya Angelou,
Admiring the path of James Baldwin,
I am looking forward to be writing my own Greatness Book.
Some great minds shall forever remain unseizable just have a look.
I deserve and I don't deserve anybody's love,
For I live in the consciousness that I have an unconventional character,
Praises are to these souls that have tried to seize the unseizable,
And a memorial for those who run away from the unbearable,
Oh, Love, when shall you fit me,
Perpetually!
I wish to drink your pink strawberry milk and drench in your turquoise, blue water, to live under your heart-shaped clouds.
Love let me believe in your imagery.
irinia 1d
we are playing with God's elements
the uncertainty principle unseizable
all we have are these disparaged letters
touched by the pigment of time
we ignore repeatedly the human DNA,
its receptivity, fragility and mistery
the horizon of safety questioned by bombs
whirpools of dread are stocked in our shoulders
the chain reaction of violence precise like the atomic time
it works faster than the splitting of atoms to
iradiate the mind

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