This is a game I know too wellAs tides of faces turnAnd landscapes shift their hue An endless loop of farewellsJourneys, souls and settings anewSquare One! A victorious defeatThe onset of Cathedrals attempting to riseOver the graves and tired bones of lost dreamsFamiliar strangers became kin Bonds unfurl and retractAnd the hands on the space […]
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I am supposed to put a priceA price to life.How can IIf I don’t knowWhat life is, Beyond To breatheBeyond To feelBeyond To seeBeyond To touchBeyond To taste and smellThe sweet and bitter formsIn which reality presentsWhat I am willingTo knowI was supposed to put a put a priceA price to experienceHow can I?Whatever skill,
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If I didn’t have a name Who would I be? If my skin wasn’t this shade, who would I be? Is my tongue couldn’t speak words, My memory recall people and place If there were no lingering thoughts No reason to love, Who would I be? If I didn’t have roles Would I be me?
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Glistening streams wash over the land The Veins and arteries of lif Carrying debris of loss, regrets and ignorance Into the vacuum field brimming with the secrets of the cosmos. Transmutation, emergence, reconfiguration, nothing shall be the same. The intermittent bitingness of flesh surrenders to the perennial bing-bang of the Infinite certainty. Behold, all is
Auld Lang Syne rings… 2024 Opens… Pre-face (d) The Old squints bravely At the bright face of the New Brimming with possibility. Loved and strangers alike Silently question The Past Ode Time Long Past Distant memories remain Every sloppy kiss, Every glass-clinking toast Every euphoric hug shared Reflections drowned out by slurred conversations The forgotten
