Friday, May 6, 2011

Lost Facebook Moments And Those Sleepless Nights

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April 23 at 8:42pm

i have had the most fucked day of my life at work today
just showered and am here beating the posterior of my keyboard

sometimes i just want to tie a loin cloth and run away into the mountains live with animals away from humanity
humanity depresses me sometimes
most of the time

you are lucky you have a vast future ahead of you

i buried my future beneath the sands of fucked time and space
oh i hate life

i hate poetry i write it because it appears to my mystic mind that i am in love with you

April 24 at 12:06am

i wont be able to sleep
i have not had my dinner
i crashed in the afternoon too


i am very depressed and all my walls are coming crashing you might not believe it at the moment you are the only friend i have

even before i met i never talked to anyone

i kept to myself and this crazy world judged me my inner soul through my pictures

you would make a great friend but i feel you as a ..

gosh i cant say it

even before i met you i never talked to anyone


I know sir....
I have never claimed that i am a good sister ,daughter ,cousin etc ..but i assure you i am a very good friend ..that i can say with pride you see...

I dont have a lots of friends ...only few n they are life time friends n you are one of them now :)

as the poet
remembers
those pesky moments
those billboard fights
when fate once and
for all switched off
the lights a balding
vulture he soared
the fancy flights
till his wings got burnt
like Icarus
he fell from a height
poetic pause
a poetic plight
something is wrong
something is not right
a smile that kills
smile that smites
an evasive
silent inbox
poetry ignites
deliriousness delights
shadows highlights
fear and frights
than as the bus comes
to a screeching halt
for one last
time she alights
leaving behind
paper flowers
eaten by termites
the poet is buried
in deep sleep
a poem his
soul ghostwrites
a world far away
among zooming
tail lights
the other side
of deleted doom
the other side
of my midnight

Bhai Ham Zindagi Se Ub Gaye

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gham ke gor samndar main dhoob gaye
hasratein lekar ayye the mohabt ki
aur janaze pe sajh dhaj kkar mehboob gaye

Ganesh Bhima Davendar And Me

Da Mir Pan Zlatko Send Me Message From Istanbul

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Da Mir Pan May 5 at 9:35pm Report


dear friend
we are so sorry that we didnt find you on your working place before we go....
now we are inistanbul, trip pass good...
thank you for everything...
God bless you and your family...
damir and zlatko

Da Mir Pan Zlatko Send Me Message From Istanbul

Pain Is What Keeps The Poetry of Life Alive


a burning
carcass
dying
dying
not yet
dead
why all
this fuss
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
the peer bubble
of my life
its poetry
on the soul
of my
consciousness
burst
for the elixir
of life
i no more thirst
bad to verse
poetically
perverse
life a curse

We Were Both Doomed By The Poetry of Our Fucked Lives

our necks
taunting
death
the butcher
with his knife
we die everyday
our souls our flesh
in eternal strife
we give birth
to pain morbidity
our midwife
caught
in a power bubble
between
high and low life
in a world
where hate is rife

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