My Anodyne

Your tainted love It trickles down Like an IV drip, Plops into me A bit by bit, and I feel Foolishly sanguine, comatose. I am your hallowed vessel, On a lethal dose of you I’ve overdosed. I never noticed When my own blood Turned to water In your hands, When I found myself warped Into…

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Random Gyan #17 – Home To A Bookworm

  A good book feels like home. When you leave it’s world behind, you yearn to get back to it. You find yourself uncomfortable in the real and present world that feels alien to you. You seek those who have read the same book and you connect with them like compatriots of the same nation.…

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I Am Eternity

Sometimes some things As common as a rambling bush, Or a bunch of blooming Dandelions, Or the sunset filtering Through rusty barbed wire Can take your breath away. At times like these I stop and stare; It’s as if I’m looking at things anew, Like I’ve never had vision before And I’ve just found my eyes.…

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