Here we come

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The other side hostsa civilisationthat calls itself civilisedwithout us Weprotestheld hostage by historybecause they distrustalien capabilityas threats tosecurityactuallypower every whispercarries painevery screamsounds like a whimperas we struggle todisengage from handcuffsimposed by tradition Watch exploding timelinesWatch inflamed social feedsWatch processions on the streetHere we comenot to dislodge youbut to claim our rightful place Watch the boats … Continue reading Here we come

Trained Vision

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Arjuna, the Archer, convinces his guru that he sees nothing but his target placed on a tree – the toy parrot’s eye. The student is well on his path to becoming a legendary warrior, with directed vision. A soldier once shared that they are trained to press the trigger on command, not think. For if … Continue reading Trained Vision

Fluttering Heart

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Glowing heart-shaped wreath of colorful petals floating in a garden

The highlighted text calls again from fluttering pages. I can’t be caught on the wrong foot, while talking to a person I’ve admired for decades. fluttering pages callsteps trace imagined voices,doorways turn to truth My favourite author has moved to a place closer to mine. It feels strange, as mentally, I’ve always felt closer than … Continue reading Fluttering Heart

Outgrowing

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It does not excite me any more-getting drenched in the rainsailing paper boatsrescuing a puppydespite soiled clothes I’m not blessed any moreclouds warnthunder threatensthe sky hums different tunesI cannot touch my childhoodexcept in old albums Quadrille #256

Five spaces to love and hate

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Home was where they all knew my nameI was loved for what I was – nothing to dowith my past history or probable future“She has potential”, they lovingly saidmy father smiled, Mom shed a tear of joy Competition was intense within those wallslarge windows offered no view or reprieveeach grade mattered like the last breathnot … Continue reading Five spaces to love and hate

Those Who Believe

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Who would bother to live if there were a choice?The Lex Hypocrite who wrote the epic Destiny?Mirror-Smith of Broken Laws; torchbearer in daylightwho see manacled reflections in shame-coated glass? The Lex Hypocrite who wrote the epic DestinyHe wove words around Guilt and Sin; to damnwho see manacled reflections in shame-coated glassThe smith stands behind - … Continue reading Those Who Believe

Insignia

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“I have always been proud of the stars on my uniform.” She raises her hand to salute him, though the pain in his voice is palpable. His commitment to protecting his country’s borders is undiluted. He follows instructions in a split second. But the inner reluctance to do so is growing. He sees an offensive … Continue reading Insignia

Mind’s Core

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thoughtsmove from neural pathwaysto grey matter-influence values-become philosophy xenoliths launch a revolutiongo unnoticedreborn to-unite with the worldat the synapse of meaning-fall apartat the crux of cognition-the cortex of the issuea defined purpose Quadrille #255

Mountains of the unknown

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He carries centuries in his chest,mountains of silence and scars.lava settles where poetry lived,fury seeps through cracked restraint. When he speaks,the world reinvents abuseWhen he screamsmusic beats a hasty retreat housed where the insane liveor imprisoned with criminal recordsan object of research for psychologistsfire remembers what oppression forgot. Poetics - Lyric Petrologies P.S. Adding two … Continue reading Mountains of the unknown