Trapped into the forlorn steps

Without much hope or even despair

In the middle of the desert

Only the skies beyond the sky

Or deserts beyond the desert

Space and eternity- mingled

Time has little or no value

Only day and night

Without any plurality

Only the singularity reigns

Over the modern history

Dictating terms and conditions

In th...

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So I have borrowed few words

No, not from the dictionary of civilization

Yet civilized enough in their own terms

At first they observed my intentions

Diving deep into my desires and design

Perhaps to measure my honesty or hypocrisy

The day was bright as usual like our lies

Everywhere the newspapers were shouting

As much as they have been instructed

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like the dark side of the moon

i wished your attention.

alone but not fragile!

doomed but not hopeless!

casual but not reluctant!

yet:

reciting- warfare to adulteries;

preaching- peace treaty to abortions;

teasing- prophet to pauper;

you kept me  waiting.

authentication of truth is not valid

like your mascara and false eyelashes any more.

but leaflets of secre...

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And at last the indomitable world was unfolding

In my palm.

All the skies were merging

Into my blue.

All the seas drowned

Into my passions.

All the stars melted

In my vein.

And then I had recruited Time.

To keep the show rolling.

In our everyday meeting

We discussed how to form

The blood the red one!

I told the primordial atom

To diffuse every pain in...

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Back to the days of the first encounters,

Back to the pictures with the zoom effects in full

Back to the first names hanging from those innocent lips

Back when the earth was singing with the full moon

With each glances under the whispers of hearts

With each letters of innocent beliefs like the dawn

With each stroke of dreams under the stars of the Milky Way

With all...

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she was talking in undertone

like the old hermits of the

Buddhist Monastery

not to prove any algorithm

or to put forward hypothesis

of social revolution

she was there with her

gentle smile and her bare arms

moving like gentle breeze

not like the smiling  bureaucrats

shaking the cold hands

before the secret deals

she was looking around

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