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Nil

Flipping through a newspaper  is like a world
in a still shot of words. A night sky of falling stars
against the backdrop of inkblots and faded graphite.
Filling out the whiteness of pages parched with yesterday
scenes captured and distilled in silence.  Here, where
its blackness became a cure to this ennui.  A distraction.
A flotsam of unhappy events, of somebody’s [...]

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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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There will be a single spark of light.
But not from the stars. Because even them,
they have shied away and have forgotten.
Here, only from my birthday candle
casting shadows waltzing the wall
and the chilly wind whistling a tune,
sending wisps of wishes, for tonight.
While the rest of the world snoozes
in its deafening silence. Getting used
with the normalcy of [...]

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An Everyman’s Tragedy

I have tried everything I was taught
to do. Trying to fit in the world
by becoming someone who,
I am not. An everyman.
 
What’s going on? How tragic
is this shallow happiness
becoming emptiness, seeking
where is the enlightenment?
 
Punch me hard to bleed.
Hit me more. Be harsh to me
like a nihilist. Obliterate
my every apprehensions.
 
Pull me away from this reality,
sheltered in [...]

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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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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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Monochrome

Be still. Please focus. Would you wait
until my iris capture you of snapshots? I am here.
Don’t notice. Your portrait on my mind, I dodged
and burned. Don’t worry. I won’t
over-expose the sequences of the memory
fleshed out from my canister, the last strip of film.
 
On my negative- your wavelength of light escapes
through my lenses, I would carefully [...]

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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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Adaptation

It’s odd to see a cow
grazing in the fields of gold.
I wonder how they chew
the sun-bleached blades of grass?
 
Wearing a pair of green-
tinted sunglass.
  
It’s odd to witness a bird
perched on a concrete sill.
A shred of plastic
on its ashen beak.
 
I wonder. Isn’t the bird
building a synthetic nest?
 
It’s odd, then I wonder.
How life forms into a breed
evolving [...]

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