That is when I would want to stop
thinking about numbers. Straining my eyes
glued to the pages of the calendar
pinned on the wall, I marked of days
in and out. In a work life punching timecard.
You never knew how stressful it was,
to run alongside the clock ticking deadline.
And seeing life like a finish line,
guessing as if today [...]
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I build
with lines and curves
in syntaxes, in symbols.
Blank space waiting
to emerge in form. Subdued,
muted in tone verses. Tempered
by time, organic
in proportion,
inspired.
Scale upon scale.
Measure for measure.
Out of paper,
subliminal life
surfaces. A voice,
a message in letters,
of pure and simple
speech.
Impressions.
Outside
looking in. Experience
subtle reverberations,
palimpsest graphite
echoes of human
dimension.
The length,
the width and the depth
of an architect,
I build.
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Posted in Literature, Politics on Jun 26th, 2009 4 Comments »
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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Posted in Literature on Apr 18th, 2009 1 Comment »
You chose not
to keep memories.
Not to keep promises.
But I chose-
to keep,
each single imagery,
each single scene
into a film.
Tell me a word.
And whisper niceties.
I consummate,
each single line,
each single thought.
You must know.
I had kept you.
Here
some faded photographs-
of us.
In the quiet corner
of my mind.
We dream.
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