Emptiness...
That’s all there is...
Existence...
Is a frustration...
A curse...
A benefit for solely the other...
Happiness?
A myth...
A song long lost...
Never to be found again...
Not in the dim of machinery...
Not in the dull by-hearting of education...
The spirit of learning is lost...
Knowledge is now but a shriveled raisin...
Lost...
In the carcass of the world...
Lost!
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- Walk with me Phenomena
- The Pole Dancer
- Servants of Time
- When Summons Taunt and Haunts Beckon
- Struggles Are Worth It
- The Paradox
- Screams From Wonderworld
- Escapallure
- Movements of the Shadow Realm
- Whisper Unspoken...
- Present-Past...
- Release Me...
- The Hidden Message
- The Predator
- 16/12
- A Letter To Extremists
- Lost...
- Pups Of The Winter
- Sonnet For My Laptop
- Fiction Speaks Ration
- A Reflection
- Life
- The Incense from Beyond
- Battle Song
- Nyx
- Just breathe
- The Diary
- Rose Red
- Moment
- Blue Feathers
- Do you see what I see?
- Dandy Child
- Frost and Fire
- Still Standing
- Sandy Shores
- Death-by-Chocolate
- A Stormy Sonnet
- She and I
- The Invisibility Cloak
- Gold is Old
- Everlasting evenings
Saturday, 13 December 2014
Pups of the winter
Sleep dwells beyond the
night
The ancient harp sings in
chimes
Signalling an hour of the
wild old sight
Prophesies lost to unfocused
rhymes
And the howling mother.
Darkness embraces every
child
A chill of sweet breath and
shivers warm
Domesticated cousins of the
wild
They yelp with love, for all
lovelorn
And huddle in a cuddle
together.
Harm doesn’t reach them,
protected and strong
Are eyes watching those who
mayn’t last long.
Thursday, 13 November 2014
SONNET FOR MY LAPTOP ~A love-hate relationship~
Broken keys, dusty face,
Viral downloads, crumbling case,
Faulty fan, dying battery,
It sits there looking at me.
Sound unsound, flashing tune,
Mute as a fox, old as an ox,
Winter, summer, spring, monsoon,
Sleek little brick black box.
It watches me as I watch it,
A companion unchallenged,
Night and day, together we sit,
It grows old, old, old and aged.
Dear me, dear mine, forever you shined,
All my memories crashed and you smiled.
-Nov’ 2014
-Manny D
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