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To Ben “Poem”

To Ben I say congratulations To Ben whose life is miraculous I have seen Ben in his lowest days with bible in his hands and a bed full of sorrows I saw how Ben sublimed and moved to Chicago To Ben when he gave me relationship advices To Ben I wish my best wishes on […]

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Journey of an Artist “Poem”

The journey of an artist is no different than Homer’s marvelous Greek tragedies I hereby walk on the path of being an artist Who is an artist? Any person who sees things differently Any person who thinks differently Art is not just painting, it is a way of life Every Artist has their canvas Pen […]

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My Maths Professor “Poem”

My maths professor was a veteran He served his Time in Iraq during Sadam’s regime He killed many saw his own friends dying He showed me a photo his friend with him in uniform His friend who later committed suicide I was complaining too much about logic of mathematics and life He stopped me when […]

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By Gone Days “Poem”

Oh life what to do with those by gone days? When I felt the whole world opening its arms? Where are they gone? In past why can’t we pursue the by gone days? Proust spend his life in that effort do you know? In remembrance of things passed was the title of Proust’s first volume […]

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Scientology in YBor city? “Poem”

I have a missionary friend from the Baptist’s church We both love Jesus and do bible studies He showed me the Scientologist building in YBor We walked where the streets were darker and misty Terrified with stories of Scientologist being an occult I receive warnings not go there as people disappear once enter their building […]

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A Dungeon “Poem”

A dungeon I find for my permanent residence A lonely park invaded by long wet grass and silence and darkness A house of the dead with bones and worms Dangers of all kind must surround my whole being No one shall come to rescue my existence Like a lonely kitten I must have a little […]

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Eagle Dance “Poem”

It was one of those nights of revelations There was Sunny and my soul alone on streets We talk for hours and then was on our way back to home We were drunk in our blues and drowned in absurdity of life itself The life which seeks happiness only from outerself I was happy that […]

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Art “poem”

The real world is troublesome It is wrong I can feel it Something is about to happen I don’t know what but big trouble Governments will introduce unjust policies Wars are coming but art is still there Students will be humiliated Their money is wasted in universities Universities are profit making machines only Education remains […]

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Iqbal’s concept of Nationality “Poem”

Every artist is always ahead of its generation From Socrates to James Joyce felt alienated Alienating are concepts of nationality, language and religion Iqbal was no different as he himself was a poet and a philosopher His Poem “Patriotism” Clearly a protest against all nationalists A cry of a soul in extreme misery Iqbal protested […]

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Tears “Poem”

I don’t consider blood merely blood that flows in our veins If tears never flooded from eyes “Then What blood is except tears” wrote Ghalib Is there anyone who don’t know Ghalib yet? Ghalib and Delhi resides in India What India is without Ghalib is what Germany is without Goethe What god is without angels […]

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Digitaltools4you

Digital products and reviews

sūdrakarma

Just a personal blog. I'm not trying to sell you anything.

Verona

- Renee verona -

Paper Life Painting

Visual works of Wayne Wolfson

The Fair Left

Politics of Writing

A Prolific Potpourri...

The Artistic Endeavors & General Musings of Matt Snyder