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Nameless “Poem”

Cioran says “To renounce ones name is to be doomed to inactivity; to cling to it is to degrade oneself” A Paradox is our identity in simple words “The trouble with being born” Must we exist or express ourselves? Inquired Cioran again Cioran is dead now then why do we share same sentiments of our […]

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Mountain Climber “Poem”

I am a mountain climber I said to my heart Philosophy as for as I have understood is a walk alone on ice bergs The skyscrapers and cliffs I must jump off I am being chased by religious preachers, traditionalists, customary demons, bondage of family and friends and emotions For a journey on mountains is […]

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Don’t tell nobody “Poem”

Don’t tell nobody I am a nihilist Don’t tell nobody I am a sympathizer of socialists Don’t tell nobody I am the follower of Zarathustra Don’t tell nobody I could be wrong Don’t tell nobody how I contradict myself every passing minute Don’t tell nobody one minute I believe in God the next minute I […]

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Mr. Nobody “Poem”

How does it feels like when you are nobody? What it feels like having nobody to talk to? When you can’t take it anymore But you ought to exist and bear the burden of existence What should one live for then? When one has nothing but uncountable heartaches in future A nobody can be somebody […]

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American ways “Poem”

You have your way I have the American ways When there seems to be no ways American ways come fourth to rescue you O child Every breath, sweat, tears, smile and dreams Every soul worn out of other ways found American ways Look America is the name of freedom Look America is the road to […]

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Armenia-Azerbaijan War Hysteria “Poem”

A War Hysteria occupies Armenian and Azerbaijan soil The specter of identities, ideologies, religions, nationalities, territories and politics Clashes on disputed territories which Belongs to none but to all It is the common man that suffers in War not those in Power It is the poor, working men and women that suffers in war not […]

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Non, Je Na Regrette Rien “Poem”

Édith Piaf sings Non, Je na Regrette Rien Mighty French expressions of Nostalgia No regrets I have. I will go on. Regrets I have none For what I have became concern not anymore O sweet kisses Life has taken away my past, my innocence, my morals I dare not to recall! what I was before […]

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Karbala “Poem”

Karabala is no fairy tale to be glorified Worst then the any genocide in history Hussein in the deserts bleeds O kings Nephew of the prophet takes his last breath Who is this Hussein Ibn Ali? The sun was in tears in heat The moon flooded with tears in the night Hussein was strong and […]

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Dying Young “poem”

Ya Ali mercy on my soul Let me die young before 40’s A young death like Alexander A wise death like Socrates There is no reason for living Ya Ali Literature stands alone in my suffering My heart is stoned and my expressions are imprisoned Have mercy on my soul Ya Ali I must die […]

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Standing on the Bridge “Poem”

Last evening I was standing on the bridge over Hillsborough river Man is something that must be surpass I said to myself My sufferings crossed all thresholds like Jesus being crucified I looked down at calm water with flashes What if I Jump? All would end just one brave act and one breath to lose? […]

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sūdrakarma

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

Verona

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Paper Life Painting

Visual works of Wayne Wolfson

The Fair Left

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A Prolific Potpourri...

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