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25/10/2010 22:43
Pond by Hesham Abu Mariah
Star lit Silver…Shining beyond
Story Untold Enigmatic…Pond
Clamor thinned by...Silence Within
Consuming imperceptible darkness Is
Overwhelming light In
Hazy day or endless night
ForSeeing, Seeking, Yearning The Sun
A Mystic Phoenix over mountain height
Loneliness visible…alone...
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25/10/2010 22:38
In Gratitude by Meenam Malhotra
I see the moon every night
I see the stars twinkle at me
I see my potted plants grow up
And the flowers bloom on them
As gifts for my eyes from light
I hear the piano and the raags
I hear bhajans and Guruji’s talks
I hear the birds chirp at twilight
Gifts from air to get carried away
Into...
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25/10/2010 22:30
Desire by Meenam Malhotra
Desire is the well that quenches our thirst
The well in which we drown and die away
Desire make us falter and lose our way
Ways are carved by desire to give us direction
Desire-less life is dry, hard and barren
Like the earth parched for want of water
Desire comes like a storm in a calm...
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25/10/2010 22:23
Our Silences by A.T.M
An intense look
sweeping gaze
goose bumps on my flesh
the world stops
when the heart starts
roaring in the ears
nothing said
nothing heard
but a lifetime of words
fill up the silences
between you n me
forever aware
wherever you are
your life flows to me
and...
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25/10/2010 22:18
Take The Shadows by A.T.M
take the shadows
from the autumn leaves
weave them in my dreams
and cover me with that quilt
keep the sunlight for yourself
and the cheer if you will
leave the breeze
for distant dreams
for they never will
really complete
break the twigs
and cover my path
keep the...
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25/10/2010 22:11
Who was She?
12:35 AM
The PC was taking longer than usual to shut down. I started clearing my table and washed down the remaining chips with the orange juice. The screen finally blinked off and the soft drone of my hard drive died down.
I headed down towards my room, switching off the lights of...
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25/10/2010 22:06
Blood Bath : A Transformation
I felt like I was descending into a long dark tunnel.
Several voices were playing in the back ground.
Voices from my present and past, all jumbled together.
I was trying to identify those voices but I couldn’t. The feeling to disassociate with whatever I was surrounded...
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