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When, there is a part of human being in a worldly living canvas / 5

Can not imagine the fruits of earthly labor/ 10

On a flip realm as Paradise. /15

The Apple taste so sweet and, sloshing, /20

Rebel speaks in my conscious, /25

However, I may become sinless one-day, /30

Just like a new born. /35

Re-learn to De-attach my spirit,/ 40

From the template of earth,/ 45

How can I not ponder the universe? / 50

Water and, Air it’s what makes us alive,/ 55

BE friendly winds revolving in nature,/ 60

Momentum against friction,/65

Walking under the moonlight reflect of a remunerated lakeshore. /70

The Hot-Sauce In Affairs

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This is far from knowing what if,

I’m not denying the hospitality,

The learning of a apparent fact,

Or, a mere opinion on history,

IDK – somehow, I see the Siracha,

The shift of brainy neurones making

– and forming a new perception,

I should have known or understood,

How come know it’s close to what was

– far before,

Comprehend it –

No one knows it all,

It’s the unlimited human potential,

Vastly matched with his limited

– abilities.

Which is why originally I lacked the knowledge

of unknowing.

Power of Unknown

Soak me deep into the ocean.

Of possibilities which can.

Coming to knowing it’s a journey.

It’s irrelevant now to me.

Unknown is spreading it’s power.

On my plans.

On my past darkness.

On my enlightened soul.

Spread the love.

Love, Love, Love.

Is enough? For, a spirit.

Or, would you rather know.

That car accident, around.

Has your veil for death.

Unknown has it’s power.

Of hope, factuality and persistence.

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Love thy-self

Affectionated heart which blinds the mind, logical ways are all distorted by. Humanly, affliction comes with pain. Don’t offer too much as it’s a pricey gift. Be self-aware before you love or ought to gain a innings on someone’s affairs just love thy-self or take the pain – 🎎

Life of two Seeds but different Fates

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If life were to come to breakdown

I would stand forgiving

For a guy to rely than never ask for nothing

Go to the pits of hell

Fix your flaws then come tell

As if you never knew the dues

Shall be paid so soon

Or play it until you’re fully cooked

Kitchen of a demonic blueprints

Can’t deny if I come out a little bloodstained

This is a fight until the last day

Allah has a way to masks it

Two seeds but two fates

One is a journey of wisdom

And the second being a ride of weakness

Nothing to worry cause your dealer is dealing unknowns

Visit inner-self often

Less of what is material

Only

Practicing to breath and focus

Hence comes the life of senses

Never felts so real as the world manifests

Real as if I had nothing to do with

Just a way of appreciation

Unknown Destiny

Come closer

The Moment of Green Tea

The Moment of Green Tea

I always like to see and compare how my companions of worldly citizens take time offs for blog creation. On par for my end in western Canada – there hasn’t been one single time when I don’t sleep in early during a day and then stay late at night (1:20 Am) to adhere to the summing silence of horning traffic, blasting of musicals by ongoing drivers seen from the window; hence; sighting of the main road. Today, I must say there isn’t much excitement happening and also it’s been almost a year since my last blog post. Don’t know if I still have it in me. But, the good news is apart from having a boring prospect career as an number cruncher. I actually, found the local University to offer creative skills in poetry writing, dramatic stories or fictional novels. I think I’m in luck for this upcoming fall season. The long drags of snowy days, aha! I sometimes like them too. The good news is already been shared. Can we just turn on some brainy cordons and rehearse a poem here already? I know you are waiting for one; as I like to pre-assume to enjoy an invisible audience.

“The Inspired Moment”

Hints to the parallels of the universe,

Psychopath crimes on the urge earth,

Can one cut through to make on next,

Never have one ever nation thought so well,

New to this level but there goes hell,

There isn’t much difference from here,

Us living and some making the cut for next,

I thought there is someone who listens,

A door which is sacredly hidden,

But, only if you were awake to sneak into it’s hiddens,

The folk on weekends,

That’s what happens?

You know what there is something there but it’s kind of (meh), well that’s what happens within a few months of out of writing conditioning…Goal is to never stop blogging. A better post to come by tomorrow for the followers. Enjoy your short weekends.

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RealLife does take toll?

Living the way I want to be/

Allergic to the bullshit wannabes/

Rhythm of my heart playing games with my mind/

Maroon 5 five had a love troll / Same;”…Chaos that controlled my mind”/

This life has taken it’s toll on me/

I won’t let it say Goodbye no more/

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My heart can’t break/

It’s not for joyous playings/

Experiences turned it into Rocky’s mindset/

Quit the zig-zagging; one man’s trail straight/

Bitter blindliness scatterd in the air/

Life has a second trail/

Time to flight away or fight steady/

Decide for yourself?

Faran Karem

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