This world is dark.
And it is accepted dark.

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writers die daily
to live a new story
day and night
to the papers
on the papers
they lie
where forever has its meaning
they carry such dictionary
for another pearl
they lose their shells
leave their homes
they live on roads
on papers and diaries
their veins and arteries
they bleed
writers live daily, anew

(Now, read backwards)

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Can we not mask
Ourselves from the virus outside,
Like we did already
From the one sitting inside?

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Phases.

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Disclaimer: a healthy family film.

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Don't seek for me
You won't who you
Wish to see on the door
The resident has changed
His address, just left
The house a smell,
Some clothes, his voice
And memories to beseech upon
Don't look for him
He's long gone,
Before your eyes own
The retina failed to place
An image perfect
So the lens did
The lens took away your
Bluriness far, far away
Don't peep now. He's gone.

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If you forget me,
Tell the world I am dead
Inform your world I am dead
If not inside you, you could manage,
To see me die, to keep me dead
Tell the world atleast that I died
Of cancer, tuberculosis
Undone dialysis or
From heart attack, sooner.
Keep me in your prayers
Keep me in all flowers,
If not fresh,
Wilted ones would do too.
Keep me just.

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Is entirely me....!

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My sister's coffee tastes like tea.

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My child is calling for me,
My wife's labour pain is
Dwelling through my chest.
I need to go.


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Uh! They are scarry
When open.
Ah! They are better
Once covered.
Oh! They are beautiful
If decorated.

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