Sunday, December 11, 2005

- A metropolis

I drown and listen in to this land,
preplexed by its audacity.

Of its hybrid passions it crawls in to the distant time.
The unending train of humans;
And in perfect invisible circles they march.
The innumerable burning wheels were turning
An eternal flow of electricity
when the cold winds reminds that
its an evening, i lighted a cigar ,in search for an answer
Oh , i have traveled alot from the quiet drizzle
It seems i am apart from my own frienzied rain.

The dust flies high in the high erections
It carries along the message of uncertainty.
To eclipse all i dreamt of a lightning,
Sweetened by its hightened suddeness;
so that i can scream, in perfect harmony
To the city which is beneath.

















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The grassblades were burning by the music of heat
And the green was dissolving,
In to my shades flames enter,it flies through my body flesh.
The rivers in to which my body rest evaporate!
I see all through their eyes and towards them
Without mercy my tangled roots entered;
The moving bodies of flesh and light.
In that mystic wind of time,my pollens
search for an unknown independence.
Away from the usual seasons of eternal man
I walked along the path of improbable balance,
Of hope of belief and disbelief .

And when i hear the night praying
In the silence of the snow;
I know thats its me that i have to fear....


Thursday, December 08, 2005

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Today the clouds spoke of desperation,
the greater search of the beings beneath
Not every drop is meant for flow
To some trapped in crystaline glitter!
others move in impeccable ocean.
There is light with passion and wind
beyond that are the roots of life
extending and capturing towards you
A multiplicity thats even beyond
What else to do than to rise and evaporate
To appreaciate this exactness of overwhelming flow.