Sky Diamonds
Diamonds made of air,
Too precious to share,
Diamonds made by man,
Made only as scientists and dreamers can.
Sunday 5th December 2021 3:48 am
May 2007 Dream
I dreamt of a day
emptied of all beauty
human beings had banned
autonomy --crucified as a criminal
difference --blended as a flat smoothie
risk --quarantined as a leper
the divine --dubbed as a dunce
science --married as the state religion
journalism --spinning on the web
so, humans were screen-reeducated
to march in lockstep
the same direction, wearing
the same expressions...
Monday 3rd May 2021 5:11 pm
Biscuit Without Cream
Ujjal Mandal, India
If I lose myself in the dreamland
Where dreams are made of sand,
The real world will seem just a dream
Like a biscuit without cream
Monday 25th January 2021 2:10 am
Résumé
Résumé / Michael Kwack
Love is,
like art,
dull without passion.
Marriage is,
like enterprise,
tough without fortune.
Home is,
like chair,
harsh without comfort.
Life is,
like sleep,
dry without dream.
Death is,
like letter,
empty without story.
Will is,
like poem,
absurd without wit.
Thursday 7th January 2021 4:43 pm
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