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Second Thought

Either way, we will neglect
this guesswork.
Swimming in the stream
of people encapsulated
in their self-made walls.
Jammed in traffic
of clues and hints,
lip synching the same
old line of self-defense.
A justification
followed by explanations.
Why do we choose to stay
the same?
 
For you, love is
a crossword puzzle
deciphering codes
stitching words.
If words would say rightly
the true meaning from the heart.
Then, we don’t need
a second chance
to [...]

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Paper Boats

There was a time in our lives
when we thought of the raincloud
as omen, spoiling the day
for us to play in the open.
 
The rain fills the street canals like rivers.
And if it has stopped, then hurriedly,
we rip pages from our notepads
to make us- paper boats.
 
We were so young then.
 
We are fond of races. We will race [...]

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Stamps And Postmarks

Beyond the years and graying hairs
I am keeping in a book of dreams.
 
Like dried leaves and dried petals
flooding my way  to the mailbox,
togetherness is just one simple note
of words handwritten in a page.
 
And in my dreams I am trading places
of happy photographs and postcards.
Those promises that fill my head
I am dreaming still. Wondering
 
what’s like to [...]

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Click Shut Down

Enter, then log in
typed pseudonym.
Overrate, appear
to be someone else’s
smart and sassy.
Pimp a profile,
flaunt narcissism
boosting ego.
Tweet the world
on a last night’s gig.
Be something odd.
Somebody cool.
Tell big things,
hip and bubbly.
Charm your way
becoming the only
everybody’s man.
 
Post Photoshop pictures.
Brag your virility,
your insanities.
Your profanities.
Intrude a firewall
spamming privacy.
Be like a Trojan
killing time
embedding
potential threat.
A virtual stranger.
Lurking leecher
of vain identity.
Bored to death
as a tombstone.
Limbo [...]

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Ghost Whisperer

Let the slant of light
create the faded shadows
on a misty afternoon
such as this. The cold air
encroaching by my bed,
please sit beside me.
 
Your embrace I dream
feeling your warmth.
See, I am not crying.
I am not afraid anymore
of the dark sky. For I see,
shining in the distance,
a bridge spanning a chasm
between us. Wait no longer.
 
Will you hold my [...]

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Counting

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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Ryan

I have forgotten
from long ago
on how I scribbled on my pad paper,
with my fat pencil. A namesake
I inherit
 
a birth right I shared
 
with Ryan,
a brother, no one has seen.
My twin.
 
Like Cain and Abel, we are
tender sprouted beings
casted like seeds in the field.
 
Which ones will survive?
Which ones will die?
Which ones will accept the fate?
 
And rooted, struggling,
ambling each [...]

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Sundown Over Umm Ghuwailina

Half of the world rising up
on the east welcoming sun,
watching the day unfolds.
Hoping for grace, a fresh start.
 
While, there is a nacreous pearl,
a shell of the western sky peering.
Through the ridges and ridges
of sand-covered castles in the city.
 
Orange gloom in the showers
of the sandstorm. Like an hourglass,
little diamonds in the seave.
Time slips down in a [...]

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Vignette On Yesterday

There was a time when I thought happiness
was infinite and the night full of stars.
And I have my way of keeping track
each day written on a page. There was a time,
when the breeze came to my sails
as it float away myriad of dreams-
like kites braving the sky.
And the harvest is here,
filled my basket overflowing
of summer [...]

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Sketches

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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