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Friends, Brothers, bid me farewell. Good bye allow me to depart. As gentle streams we had come together.
Sometimes on a high tide certain rules might not abide returned from land again to ocean one does not see any plausible reason
Most Vicious Demonic horde and their minions Invade the sublime brain with guile and stealth.
River of curiosity, Flowing with the currents of creativity, Reaches a sudden halt, With the dams of controlled thought.
From the dark black clouds lightning strikes rusty old iron pike pointing the sky
And I say
Swirling flower, falls from a tree reminding me of you like you fell into my life your glittering eyes compassionate heart.
Realm of senseless *(EXP)
Silent night dances before my eyes she pulls away my sleep into her ballet
Finally brothers have come together to go through the rapids of revolution. One more eternal day, before they start. A continuous hammer of mixed emotions,
Sense of confusion filled with desperation in agony heart gets ransacked of red non Newtonian blood
Non linear vision
Surreal images dance in the chasms of imagination beyond the realm of five extrinsic senses
My heart wails (layers)
As i listen, as I hear there are tears in my eyes Noastalgic, old memories
Prelude: Blue glow of a zero watt bulb
A feeling so far Yet so near A feeling which haunts Failing to disappear
Thoughts flew wildly Until I lifted my pen Wait! they come back
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Friends, Brothers, bid me farewell.
Good bye allow me to depart.
As gentle streams we had come together.
Flown for a time like a mighty river.
Taking up rocks of experience
converting them to pebbles of joy.
On the sill I leave the keys to my door.
I leave the room to you.
In return, i only ask for a smile.
Your acceptance, the key to run the remaining mile.
White light has entered the prism.
Reminding our doodles of dark sarcasm.
I have received more than i could give.
Keeping aside what i deserve, Please forgive.
Golden memories, I ...