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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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My Funeral “Poem”

Never a funeral for me nor any Shrine How amazing it would be O Ghalib if no one attend my Janaza? Once I take my my life away all my difficulties will be at ease I don’t even deserve to have a funeral like maccandless Let my body be eaten by wild animals I need […]

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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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Insane Messenger “Poem”

O insane messenger be on your way on our parting Were you Zarathustra or Zorba or Khizer? I cannot decipher your codes and ancient wisdom of Babylonia Fly O bird of Prey to Colorado don’t you look back Your message is dilemma been through and done that congrats O world listen open up your ears […]

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Read “Poem”

Read when you have everything to lose Read when your taking your last breath The first messsge to mankind was to read Reading to reading is true spirituality I read day and night and all the times Reading is natural to me me like breathing I read in every free minute I got even during […]

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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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Jay Jays back

Jay jays back again in Florida Tonight belongs to jay jays return He been to Atlanta and saint Pete Taking care of his shit and what not It’s good see my friend again We are sitting and listening to music Talking shit and promoting art at its best Living like hipsters and Gypsies Steve pass-by […]

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Mediocrity “Poem”

Sitting on sofa reading Jack Kerouac I asked Sam what does it mean by Mediocrity? He wasn’t not the dictionary how can he know? Mediocrity is what life teaches Mediocrity is looking at old man Mediocrity is what you were yesterday Mediocrity is if your the same today Mediocrity is not changing like nature Like […]

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My Definition for Life? And How to Find yours! Here is the story.

“We should come home from far, from adventures, and perils, and discoveries everyday, with new experience and character.”  Wrote Henry David Thoreau So I come home yesterday with a concrete definition of life. Which may not seem appropriate to many but to me it just sounds perfect. “Life is an endless toil for making oneself an […]

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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