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My Transcript My Life was crafted by the same mystic
My Transcript My Life was crafted by the same mystic edict!... Unbearable lightness and shadows of awe made me an addict... Burning the letters of My...

Repent today brethren! Sorry to ask you this question; if the
Repent today brethren! Sorry to ask you this question; if the trumpet shall sound now, where will you spend the eternity? Hmmm is fast to say heaven ...

This particular poem is very special for me!!! After 15 years of
This particular poem is very special for me!!! After 15 years of no writing, at the beginning of this year, 2014, I have decided to write again!... Th...

The Turkish poetess, Leyla Isik. Out-Of-Spite-Free How free
The Turkish poetess, Leyla Isik. Out-Of-Spite-Free How free you are out-of-spite-free I could yet not break the iron bars inside of me. Im enslaved ...

DESTINY’S HUE (stream-of-consciousness journey of the Soul’s
DESTINY’S HUE (stream-of-consciousness journey of the Soul’s Destiny) What of this thought! My tears that sweep impossible stars and sing such eu...

Awakening by Ashok K. Bhargava There are no illusions
Awakening by Ashok K. Bhargava There are no illusions here. Listen to the silence as it echoes around you. Do you know what I mean? I am the element...

Yearnings... by Ashok K. Bhargava How can I be myself my own
Yearnings... by Ashok K. Bhargava How can I be myself my own tree my own roots, branches, leaves my own flower in the morning of my own sun. I do no...

EXCELLENT analysis of Melissa Seth for Doc Penpen Bugtong
EXCELLENT analysis of Melissa Seth for Doc Penpen Bugtong Takipsilim poem! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I read this poem last Oct. 15, 2014 an...

This one was written in Romanian but translated into English
This one was written in Romanian but translated into English now. I Wonder.... I wonder... what may happen if the edelweiss grows from the vortex of...

I FAILED TO BE A CRANE The trees are flying to join these crazy
I FAILED TO BE A CRANE The trees are flying to join these crazy games. The cynical storms can stir the blue-eyed waves. My friend, tell me if you are...