The man lies there... half dead...probably in hunger... in distress and in misery.. A beggar of our times... or maybe a poet from the past... His eyes which twinkled once in dreams... are listless today..lifeless... Maybe he is dead...maybe.... the bones in his skinny body... draws a horrifying epitaph... A sad truth...and some smoke that rises.. beyond the mystic horizons of oblivion.... He lies there like a dog... nobody who cares... he waits there, for the vultures to feed on him.... his poems unsung forever.... scattered..tattered...and blood strewn.... unread..and unpraised.... But the truth lies there... underneath the scorn of ages.. lurking in the darkness of light!!!! The poet...the epitaph... and the shattered dream!!!
A new morning! The colour of sky...so light..soft blue.... The trees all around ...looked so fresh and green. Theres a star still in the morning sky.. with hopes and dreams... Like a little village girl... running across the field in wild glee...! Or perhaps like the princess from the past... who kept that pearl of immortality from her heart into my blue glass of wine! Thousand of years ago...a star shone like this!!!!
A new morning... The sunrays falling on the river.. twinkling like jewels... The soddy smell of the forest and the land.. The morning rays falling on the dews.. seems like crystals on the grass. Birds singing a livelier tune today... a morning.. a very new beginning! The falls ..like a living nymph... fast and curious..hits the land... and scatters again..in joy and ecstasy.. The colourful ..flowers in the vale...blooming in love... like the rainbow descending on earth and flowing in the vale.... The air so fresh...the breeze so pleasant..
I walk ....my feet wet with the dew... I smell ...smell the soddy scent of my land... I hear ....the songs of the morning birds... I feel ... I fell...i must return..I must Dream... Its time for me..to feel this heaven... feel my land...feel myself..
Its time for me for self evaluation.... Its time for some Dream Cultivation!!!!!
I search for darkness...when i'm alone... which seduces me like an angel... I closed my eyes...when the darkness shone.. shattering the translucent veil.
The devil shouts in my mind... to join the orgy of death... I shout and don't know where to find.. the coldness in my breath...
The fierceness that changes me.. I feel a pain to cry... Pshycofrantics...let it be... I know I'll not die.
The darkness underneath the table lamp.. seems so profound at times.. water seeping from the wall so damp... A blade...a wrist ...and a crime!!
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