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Out Loud
Let your voice be heard
Surely you earn and win
Let ideas more cleared
For all women and men
Tell me what do you think
How did you see yourself?
Freely talk, no blink
Why to keep it on shelf
Open mind and heart
Nobody is remaining fool
Surely you're smart
To become happy and cool
Sunday 14th April 2019 1:25 pm
Mid January
No one else can judge me
Only God who reads hearts
People have abused me
When I reach fake of the facts
If you believe you're the master
And you can judge and lead
Surely you lose the only factor
That keeps you faithful indeed
Leave me alone fair and simple
I have to forget tens of lies
You should break your false temple
Wake up please .. open your e...
Saturday 6th April 2019 8:20 pm
Naked
Void of mystery
Honest in its splendor
Hypnotic by nature
Captivating at its core
Every line that your surface acquires
Becomes a gem worthy of preservation
Created to be desired
Every flaw portrays perfection
Soft and inviting
Complex yet simplistic
Molded to be adored
Clothed to be devoured
Every line that your surface acquires
Becomes a gem ...
Tuesday 10th May 2016 3:35 pm
Second Song
(How many roads?)
Stood on the banks of a stream with forces amassed, looking on towards the journey-defining second decade of adulthood.
A man must have the presence of mind, the perspicacity to acknowledge himself and hence possess the ability to adapt. For consciousness of the need to change is assailed perpetually by deluge of implacable ego. The desire to be right is lazy and disingenuo...
Monday 14th September 2015 11:43 pm
Lydia
I met a woman at the Blue Nile.
Our first encounter was her attempting to kiss my face. She seems to be in her mid-late fifties/early sixties. She began to tell me that she is okay, over and over again. She began to cry. She told me her sun died. He OD'ed at 39 years old. She watched him die, with his head between the toilet and the sink. Her other sun blamed his brother's death on her. Sh...
Monday 23rd July 2012 7:58 am
Classics on repeat
The eccentric dances gaily to classics,
Loose-fitted kimono sways to the rhythm,
For a man so happy it’s awfully tragic,
Left by his wife and adoring children.
The eccentric sips gaily on a cocktail,
Down-feather earrings bow with his head,
His ignorant wife will open a voicemail,
To find the cuckold will later be dead.
Friday 13th January 2012 9:47 pm
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