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On the passages, it says
of a prison, an exile. In Babylon
where walls and ceilings are gone.
Watching the blue sky
turn into darkness, blotted out
by billows of smoke and fire
over ruins of crushed bricks
and pulverized sandstones.
 
Three hundred and sixty five days.
And life now are moving images
of evacuees and troops,
of tanks and warplanes
from a distance. Boundaries
of earth mounds [...]

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A Moth In The Flame

Idealism is one glorious
iridescent flame-
a magnet to young blood
swathe in innocence. How
with our simplicity,
our winged resistance-
singed and burned. Died
 
until our ashes will mix
in the wick, obliterated
by mediocrity and irrelevance.
Our lives wasted and fading
to wisps of smoke-
in a country where poverty is
a usual sight. Everyday
 
like cockroaches,
we swarmed the sewers of society
and its livid pavement. Of placards-
waving [...]

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Halfway Through A Page

The words infiltrate a mind’s sovereign
colonizing a niche of space within
Rock-hewn among these parched walls,
petrifying civilization, quelling revolution.
 
The maze of letters clustered like jungle
to simmering cauldron of thoughts.
The texts became glowing embers
of world wars waged in the past.
 
When sentences begins imaginary-
little flames gather into firestorm.
Of bourgeoisie killing ideology-
etching history in its annals of freedom.
 
Crusade to [...]

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