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Words.

Jumble
The following whatever it is called has bee published by the author in his blog : The Shaded Shadows. Rumble, Mumble, Jumble,  I play with the words,  Despite they making no sense I end up killing the essence. I try, you know,  But all I get is a space,  So Void, So Blank,  Yet, I try to paint anything but Black. I see an...

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Strange Life.

Dark
Author's Note : The following is a 'Worambling' (Rambling with words). Originally  written here. The night woke up in the dark Surrounded with silence  Calmness overtook the litle patience As I drifted from one thought to another Winds swirled in the air Somersaulting with the hot currents The dark became dearer  While the patience worn out slowly For life is such Whispered someone from behind my...

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'Little'.

Note : This is not a poetry of any of that kind. No! I would rather call it 'Worambling' (word-rambling or lets say rambling with words). The original post is published in my other blog here. Little did I speak, Little was I heard. For Silence kept my company along. Little did I see, Little was I seen. For Darkness weaved a cocoon around.  Little...

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Random : Impatient Ticking Clock.

Impatience
Note : Found this in the drafts. It is totally random and crazy stupid. The impatience of the ticking clock, A foggy eyed spectacles, The water droplets on the vast ocean, A recklessness fiery rider, The solitude of the emptying pocket, A goon of vast worldly tension, The heavenly cold icy drops on the dimpled cheeks, A soft breeze of the evening rain, The rigidness...

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So Called 'Love' !

Angel
Disclaimer : I have no idea what the following context means. I just want to tell that even a person who hasn't experienced this 'thing' ,what people call 'love' can write about it. But whateve', never bother reading this. This is the ugliest and not even poetic. Just wanted to give a hand on it. But truly I suck. Actually, I wrote this on the 14th...

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A Little Help.

Help
" The days became colder, The nights became darker, As I tried my guts to sleep Through the feared future I was lost.  Lost in the wilderness of the present, A simple small mistake haunts me Everyday, Every-night, Every moment, I wish I had the chance to change,  Chance to set it right, I wish. But time has passed,  Whats' not to be...

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