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When you bite the bullet
find it's made of chocolate
and realise
nothing is as bad as it seems.
it all a dream, or facts
in reality, made of mind.

all stone residue haunting.
our life. will we very know
forever wandering?

search hill
long time dead
lily considered
(in the past tense)

what could happen
next?
some moments are so

full of dread and now-
three little letters-
open you mouth

keep it closed
a razor´s blade
catch zip..
I ask: Kali Ma what do you want from me?

SHE replies:

There is no love waiting for you out there.
Feel this empty place, this place of aloneness.
Yes you are totally alone;
your expectation is never going to be met from out there.
No one is going to love you for you to know love.

You don't have to do anything.
You don't have to be anybody.
You don't have to to do anything on your list of tasks.
You don't have to fill your time with meaningful activity.

Waste as much time as you like.
Be ashamed of not doing, not achieving if you must.
Wallow in this idea that you are a failure
That everything you have done is for nothing.

There is no love waiting for you out there.

No, I want nothing from you.
I want nothing from you for I already love you.
You cannot give me anything for I already own your soul.
You are mine and I am yours.
I am in every cell of your being.

I want nothing from you.

This is not the love that you seek
This is not a love of safety and sweet hearts.
This love is unbounded.
This love is the force that blasts mountains
And triggers earthquakes.
This love rocks your foundations and
pulls you from the rubble of your ignorance.

I want nothing from you.

Can you not see the foolishness of your seeking?
Wake up to your arrogance!
Open your eyes to the love staring you in the face.

Don't ask me what I want from you,
It is already given.
© Kamini Gupta, 2015
Dragon.
Wings
high
above.
Slashing
through
clouds.
Circling.
Emer­ging
from the
storm.
Humanity
unsuspecting.
Onslaught
on the
horizon.
Devastation
nears.
Dragon’s
fire.
Searing
flame
tech­nology.
Cleansing,
altering
the way.
Once it
arrives.
Nothing
survives.
Remains
the same.
Dragon’s
breathe
zeros
and ones.
Altering,
rearranging
the way.
Technological
red eyed,
green
scaled
dragon.
Here to
stay!
We hug
We kiss
We cuddle
In bed

We were just friends
We made out
To him
We were having ***
To me
We were making love
I was his friends with benefits
But he was my lover
'Patience' gives time for the seed to germinate;
the song to reveal itself, the morphing of unity,
a symbiosis of voice and ear, heart and mind.
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