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TRUE SPIN

While tracing a home by charcoal 

on a white paper, I hear, 

a word comes from the wolf. 

A fat was being pumped 

into the face of a tryant to inflate 

him into a giant. 



Butterflies were undulating with 

excitement in an inchoate garden. 

Fidelity was going down and graves 

had no skeletons. 



From the eyes…

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ARRIVAL OF SHRIEKS

An image was talking to you 

in your mind. 

There were fudged voices 

of foot soldiers of half-gods. 



I was scared of synthetic leaves 

and black stars. 

It was a most explicit blood dance 

baring-all, the hiss of cones. 



You wanted to define yourself 

by overexposing the bisexual 

stain. Celibacy…

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VIOLENT END

Crush of holy hands 

on blue skin of a flame 

was the wet revenge 

of a withering rose. 



That defiant streak bursts 

with knowledge of a sin. 

White and black, 

this was me and my unwrapped flesh. 



Dirty glory of a monologue 

downs the shutters and takes a plunge 

with a chute into the…

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THE SULK

Lapis lazuli: 

like a crazy theme of 

hostile doctrine, 

spawning a fierce battle 

of bulge. 



It was scary 

like a scrawny lizard 

climbing on the breasts. 



The hoarse retreat of the arm, 

when the lamb did not 

squeal under the machete. 



Poking in frozen mud, 

to find…

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YOURS ONLY

A city prepares to die. 

What is the real time now 

for blemishing the skin of a man? 



In your violet eyes 

I will find a moon 

for an encounter. 



An alien wall comes up 

between us.We cannot shed 

the veils of clouds. 



I hate brother, hate the 

ambassadors of death 

in the…

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Faceless Journey

An insider was asking: 

this was a very troubling question. 

Why a culture becomes sick, 

burns the book, 

and beheads a god? 



Forgive my loincloth. This 

century was becoming very hot 

till the nose bleeds 

and fills the cauldron 

of kiss. 



The dust was settling 

on the pages of…

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HIGH MOON

Not the words, 

you were burning the papers 

sideways. It was a public domain 

someone was drowning a child 

in a milk pot. 



And the half-past moon, 

iodine level was rising in ocean. 

On the beach, the dancing sand 

throws up the dead horse 

after dysfunctionality. 



Pray for the bleeding…

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SHIFTING FLOORS

A hand without fingers 

draws a self-portrait. 

Faceless, only eyes glaring 

like bucketfull of burning coals. 



Was it not enough to call ‘wolf’. 

The pain scorches the compound 

where the blood of innocent flowed 

because somebody was burning woods. 



The shifting continues in the ocean 

of grief, but the…

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SOLIDARITY

Still talking to a ghost 

in oblique manner 

about sexuality. 



A centuary plant has not 

bloomed; 

wants to die. 



The loincloth covers 

the ocean floor 

where it shipwrecked. 



A fake will do. 

God was on dialysis. 

Chemistry of kiss did not work. 



Between bullets…

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NOT FOR WAGES

A candid flint 

stretches the sexlessness 

of a family. 

Let the rootless plants start 

a ritual of reproduction. 





A kiss of undergrass 

takes you back home for a bloodless 

dawn. Say something for those 

who have not seen the moon. 

No answers were available for green questions. 



There was no naked…

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PLEDGING SUPPORT

You throw the berries in the river 

to stun the fish. 

A mannequin wants to go nude. 

The tormentor holes up 

in a bunker. 



You undertake a fast 

to clean the dirty plumes of 

a swan who will not take a flight 

in blackening dawn. 



The curse was on the hooks 

who will bite only the…

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THIS SIDE OF GAME

The world has shrunk. 

Have sex in half-black 

bipartisan calculations. 



Ripping apart, 

no body was naked 

inside the costume. 



I was too wakeful 

under the ventilator. 

They were killing me methodically. 



It was theatrical. 

White gowns and blue gowns. 

Only miracle was…

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Anchorite

Layer by layer, a pterygium 

was removed to improve the vision. 

Eyes did not blink. 



The words did not come 

on your tongue. 

You learned to become a stranger. 



A cemetery woke up tonight. 

No body was going to put 

to sleep in dark. 



For peace you die, 

living alone with death 

in a…

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Sitting On Stairs

Vision was searching an eye, 

when you were pelting stones 

on virgin roses. 



It was a season of 

undertaking fast on streets 

to change the afternoon of people’s war. 



This verdict had antique fangs 

of cracked jaws. The sex seekers 

were finding the pollen dust on thighs. 



A hiss becomes a snake 

on…

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Nepotism

Like illegitimate sons 

becoming nephews. 

Stay with me I have lost 

my ink. 



An underground knife 

cuts you to wrist, 

you bleed on paper. 



It was a tip of trust failure 

after a wake up call by a loner; 

the molten lava will find another 

sexual pursuit. 



There was nothing left to…

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HEWN WORDS

A black hole detonates itself 

to stigmatize the substance. 

Now a silk road leads 

to sight and touch. 



A scarecrow starts screaming. 

Sky was falling on fire. The space 

becomes deviant. Chopped hands 

were drawing the tattoos 

of winged feet. 



I return to the ashes to find 

the stolen fame. Unstable…

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Even The Planets

Pieces of day falling like 

severed limbs of time. 

Acoustic shadows 

drinking the pain. 



Exodus has started 

of thoughts to find an 

enabler, for misting voices 

of indecisiveness. 



Obscene contour abrupts 

the ink. Now there is blank 

depression, behind the globes. 

Cubes have become…

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DANGEROUS

After a grand design 

there was a white leap 

to find a boat in darkness. 



Time was dusting the frame 

of memory, and the age 

will grieve for the lost vision. 



The pace of assaults will 

increase over the burning windows. 

This was my priviledge. 



The tongue tastes a superbug. 

Some celestial entity,…

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Breaking The Rules

Graveyard of stillbirths. 

I am walking on severed legs. 



She was pushed off a moving train. 

Could not be raped. 



No I don’t see any sickly aberration. 

It was ossification of stunted intellect. 



Who was desperate to exit the hazy 

flesh? Peel off my skin. It is dirty. 



You are becoming furniture.…

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Clustered

Was busy 

carving out the white clouds 

like stanzas, unflawed. 

Now I begin to fall apart. 



No meaning was left in a drink. 

You could see only your image 

drowning in a scented charity. 

At last I am watching myself. 



Black paper. The ink was white. 

Speechless. No body language. 

Only you will discover the…

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