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the light shines the brightest · 35m ago

Arrival

At this height, Where I have no words to describe The world that passes beneath, strew; Lie, 'Scrapers, homes, courts and roads intertwined. From seat 49A, on a Boeing 787, though a small hole, I peek, past the clouds into lands, exotic and unknown. On a being with five hundred other souls, All
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the light shines the brightest · 1M ago

Somewhere

That smell of vanilla optimism, Mixed with the cramped exotic air, Evades, swindles and steals A second of quixotic thought. Rolling mountain greenery, Stray sunsets over rivers, backwaters, Narrow roads with religious direction, A pointless path leading into darkness. The winds betray, but I can
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the light shines the brightest · 2M ago

Novelty is dead

If I could count to infinity, I would know all that could be measured. There is nothing but the silence, Of birds chirping somewhere close by. There is nothing but a sense of fantasy; And then it all fell down. As if years of humanity wasn't enough, We still live without a plebiscite, Thinking, p
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the light shines the brightest · 3M ago

You aren't that genius

You aren't that genius- One with scrawly handwriting, With an inept deducing glace, To be born on a special day. You aren't that genius- Struck by sudden thought, Ignoring and leaping over logic, Convention with primordial moratorium. You aren't that genius- Who can paint beauty, Rendering words
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the light shines the brightest · 4M ago

The Swing

This swing, That has hung here forever. I bend my knees and plant my foot On the mosaic tiles, I kick And rise higher. The wind rushes through the window grills With a fleeting insistence; Hits the face With nostalgia of hot, powerless summer nights. This flight- As my hands reach for the ceilin
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the light shines the brightest · 5M ago

This is where hope comes from

This is where hope comes from- Past the crumpling paint of decadent buildings, Past the lazy coconut trees with still crows, Past the satellite aerials of empty terraces. This is where hope comes from- The transition from a green to a red, The mechanical measure of blind turns, The ordered chaos o
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the light shines the brightest · 6M ago

Where the four roads meet

Where the four roads met On a silent Saturday night, There was no honking, Only flashing headlights. The stray dogs slept Under the twisted road signs, With shadows of neon lights From pharmacies of all night. The garbage of the day, Spun in frilling patterns; The chocolate wrappers, Shimmered de
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the light shines the brightest · 7M ago

A festival

As iridescent lights crackle the sky Emerging from tiny holders within the suffocating smog, A slow drizzle rattles the frame of the aircon- dripping pertinent onto the cemented ground. Aura of festive exhilaration, A collective breath of forced hope; Vindictive noise, dispelling, reminding, Myths
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the light shines the brightest · 7M ago

The Dedication

Even as whispers contrive gossip, The broken emotions stir a strength. The tampered tiles of self-belief, Fill the gaps and seize brows of marked worry. The rickety wheels of an forgotten era Turn once more and again and again, Even as windmills of current, swirl In the whimsical breezes of a time
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the light shines the brightest · 7M ago

The Dedication

Even as whispers contrive gossip, The broken emotions stir a strength. The tampered tiles of self-belief, Fill the gaps and seize brows of marked worry. The rickety wheels of an forgotten era Turn once more and again and again, Even as windmills of current, swirl In the whimsical breezes of a time
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