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Just as every other,
It was another new day,
But featuring the murder-
Of a helpless prey.
...

Always we wish,
But when scared we pray
Many times we walk,
But when pursued we run.
...

Worthless man of shame,
Stripped of your name;
Guilty were you born;
Sinly you have done.
...

At the wake of grudge,
More graves in the dark are dug;
Mercy taken for revenge
And slaughtered even before-
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A simple pattern
That makes perfect sense,
The rumor is scattered,
It goes, we know not whence.
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Rules are rules,
Like not breaking them;
Signs don’t speak
But yet is clear.
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Riches are given
But never enough-
To quench a man’s greed.
Secrets are in heaven,
...

Younger than the morrow,
Too grown to be a man;
Clothed like a rainbow,
Pride ruined the plan.
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Fear has become
The weather in my soul;
Shocking like the breeze
That sets lose the cold.
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The faces we know
Are the faces we trust;
Yours I have lost
So the answer is “no”
...

As the heart beats,
Days get older,
Shoulders get colder;
It’s just what it is,
...

Simple soul,
Servant of my destiny;
Watch my ways unfold
Like the curtains of royalty.
...

Old traveler on the road
Whistling out in the blistering cold
Serving as a guide through the damp
Is the little mould of light on a lamp.
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Lonely in a garden of thoughts,
Missing spaces like queue of dots;
Measuring the length of my flaws,
Sobbing like a babe with no nurse.
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My world is my faith,
I hold it so true;
Explains to me the hate,
Turns my doubt to clue.
...

Dawning earlier than sunrise
As at the waking of softest dues
Every moment formed before the eyes
Newness calm as the blues
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The sky like a stage,
Where many a play-
Has moments to stay

As a home to belong,
...

18.

“Few more strokes to shore”
But you said that before
And yet no sign of freedom;
I am but a woman,
...

Trading with sight so dim,
Deceived there’s nothing to lose
Including the soul within-
Trapped to pay wild dues;
...

Of course! No grudges
It is paradise, no orgies

That vacuum of grudge is filled-
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Big Story From A Small Village

Just as every other,
It was another new day,
But featuring the murder-
Of a helpless prey.

A lonely grandmother
In a small village,
Living not much farther-
Than the hater of her age.

A raging lunatic,
Void of good reasoning;
Proven unromantic
By his fate already drizzling.

While life was good,
In her quiet room-
She ate her tasty food.
Oh! The mad one stroke
And marred without joke-
The granny in her empty house.
“Kocho” she pleaded,
With her both hands lifted;
Her plea was loud
But her voice too low-
To beckon a savior.
He sliced her hands to the ground
And her food she couldn't swallow;
Torn apart with a hatchet,
Bitterly dug with a knife of hatred.


A battle unfair;
The mad versus the old,
A granny so dear;
Sent off by a foe.

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