"Live life to know life – you just haven't lived
enough...." in the midst of hopeless existence
this helped me to fall back on that
invisible cushion, which I construed to
be the abyssal plain.

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~~~ A Ballad of Lost Longings~~~

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Let me tell you a thing or two — about silence.
As for me the pivotal of my being , very essence
of existence — to contemplate and then to translate.
Perhaps whatever I have intended to speak was
about to communicate silence, then everytime I
came out with something – inevitably far stretched
from it.

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Me, & fancying myself to be an artist
it's just saying what anyone might have
spoken of, but surprisingly no one did.
A relentless search for true expression and
most importantly the expression of truth.

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E for eclecticism
among your countless
unspeakable words.

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To those dead souls & long forgone mournings...

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For me, you are the love
that I have yearned for as
far as my anguish took me.
Became the shelter bereft of
boundaries — the farthest strech
of horizon where it touches the
sky in apparent periphery of vision.
But then, never actually does.

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Therefore ; to live life through knowing life,
my perpetual quest — decoding the innermost
ciphers begun ; my mind.

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~ "We" : our fleeting cellistial existence ~

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After a prolonged discussion over
various aspects : faith asks truth
why are we so intimately close but never
close enough to merge as one..?
Truth replies with a smirk, the path
towards you is 'acceptance' only,
one must validate your existence.
While for me, I do survive inspite
of rejection and refutation.
Faith, uncomfortable visibly but still
manages to reply.....
" Widen your gaze my dear friend,
everyone out there have been dissappointed
by you, in coming time all they need is my
cushioning to comfort their denials."

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