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Life of Poets

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 – 🎎

Quality over Quantity – Rule

Naivety of inexperience may cause arousal for too much of useless quantity. Once, that aggression is tendered into a light headed mind frame one may ponder to realize the unnecessary of such time spent. When, I first willingly undiscovered my creative persona it was imprinted by a lot of excitement. Prospectively is a norm for anything you begin out from scratch. No gimmicks in the absorption of Olfactory nerve of the most authentic organism in the human body. Yes, it would be the brain.

Does creative thought has a lobe for space in human brain autonomy? Insular cortex is where the pain can be sensed. You may be the judge of which lobe might be superior for your personality trait or vice versa. Now, that you have some tad bit introductory background of neurology of human brain. Let’s get to the bread and butter. Shall we?  

Pain as we know is only temporary – ‘No pain, No gain’. What’s interesting about it is how it alters into building where one takes stands in life, making a fully potential person, developing balancing emotions, teaching how to cope and immune to its short-life span, building stronger reflexes to counter attack it, and finally living to love it and look forward to embracing it.  

 

 

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A Father’s Hand

Do I feel senseless, idiotic or emotional? How to keep a balance? When one tend to combine all three of the attributes together – ‘SenselessIdioticEmotions’ (SIEPoet). Who’s to judge it’s all between friends, right?

 

A Father’s Hand

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Lost was the little boy in the supermarket (5)

Fear enacted around his world (10)

Red on his face, it was born, quickly, (15)

The first tear so ugly (20)

Crowd had he gathered (25)

Help has he shouted? (3)

Overwhelmed with dripping anxiety (35)

Nice folks probe him questions (40)

In search for his guardian (45)

Behind the crowd arouse a tall man (50)

Calling; ‘Son, is that you?’ (55)

Boy alleged to his Father’s knee (60)

Holding as if he found the key (65)

The world brightened up (70)

As the hustle continued (75)

His father’s hand (80)

Did the boy slip for a time (90)

 

 

 

 

 

‘Khudi’ as purpose of ‘To Be’ with ‘Étre’

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In the moment is infinite salvation,

Living for pleasure retards morals,

Hills, skies or pyramids all fortunate sights,

Ignored is the history behind,

‘To be’ is deeper than Ocean’s density,

Such it’s the functionality of a ‘etre’ state of mind,

When a moment strikes,

Adventure the calamities for lessons,

Eventually – until smaller takes over bigger,

Spirit overtakes soul,

Mind flows before body,

Water reaches volcanic heights,

Welcome to a step closer to ‘Khudi’ – (selflessness)

 

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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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