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Cyclone
Hey, let me stop a cyclone!
It may knock down my kingdom
made of my own
convictions,
beliefs,
thoughts,
ideas,
powers,
establishments,
and most importantly,
my dear ego,
everything of my own,
my life,
my rules.
Please help me stop it,
lest it shouldn't pave the way
for a new creation
where, I'm afraid,
what if I couldn't be a centre?
Friday 5th June 2020 9:11 am
Door bell
Who is there
ringing my door bell
since half an hour?
I don't have time
to attend you
and your ballad.
Rather, I don't like
to pay attention
to something smarter.
Oh, I may like you
if you'll chat with me
on groceries and vegetables,
but I can't spare
my precious time
upon intellectual matters!
Please, don't judge me
for my knowledge
beyond ignorance.
If yo...
Wednesday 3rd June 2020 9:22 am
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