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Walking the nocturnal plank.

And the moon set sail in the night

while my eyes chased its melancholic

journey in a sea of stars.

I feel like you Moon.

I feel I’m surrounded by such

bodies of light and yet

I float away in darkness.

Ripples of me, barely known

by any other. Doomed by destiny

to circle these nightly oceans.

Calm and serene, creeping on

to my threads of sanity.

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Hang10 Hangman.

Stuck his above the other, laid back on to the seat rest. He took a huge whiff of everything around him. A whiff of reality. The dandy weekend sun was almost but setting and jazz echoed between both his ears.

A rumbling voice screaming it’s a Lucky Day.

Weird as it may sound, minutes ago his head was buzzing with a million thoughts. And now it was a sudden calm. Nothing bothered his troubled mind. It had made peace with all the wars it fought.

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Rebeginning

At dawn the thing-a-majig started to grind its cogs. Rumbling like a snoring mammoth in hibernation. On the surface, it was all calm. So calm, it was terrifying. The humanoids had inhabited the surface for way too long. They meddled with everything they could find. With greed consuming them and the planet, the desire to know all and seek all had been the only motto for generations to come. Deep underneath, in the bowels of hell itself. A monstrosity lay in wait.

This time they had gone too far. Who recommends a brain surgery for the planet. But they in fact did. To seek the truth behind everything. With the Large Hadron Collider slowly gearing into full power, the rumblings turned to roars. Beams started to pass at a rapid pace and it was all zip-zap-zoom.

While we are all eager to find out why French cooking had snails, why Japanese had snakes, and why Korean had man’s best friend as savoury delight. But to each his own, we waited with baited breath. To see if we find the elusive meaning of love and solution to longing. But in the bargain, we realised not what had been unleashed.

We just rebooted the Big Bang.

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Awoken

Watch the morning sun.

Watch it dawn upon.

Everything.

Everyday.

Lighting up the day.

Illuminating the world.

Every single flower,

Each iris of each living being.

The seductive dancing smoke of cigarettes.

The raging face of a tense bus driver.

The sorrowful face of school kids who

in a bid for intelligence,

let precious moments of childhood slip by.

Watch the sun

As it brightens even the darkest of nights

with its mere reflection, while all

the praise is showered to the whitest moon.

You desire me to be the sun of your life.

My deepest regret is I cannot be so.

Though I do desire the same.

All I can do is leave you,

In the deepest nights with a kiss.

A memoir of moments cherished.

Only to be left behind.

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The world is an oyster

Or so we believe.

We want to throw in sand grains of irrelevance and expect fabulous, mind blowing rewards in return.

Can’t be entirely sure if this what it feels to be human. Expect, expect and then expect a lot more.

Expectations begin right from the moment you’re born.

You expect to be pampered

You expect to be cared for

You expect good grades (by doing nothing about it)

You expect to live up to expectations that are expected of you

You get out of school, you expect a good college with good friends and location and a good job in the near future.

Trouble is, we ride on these ‘expects’ so much that even if one falters, everything comes tumbling down. And then flow the rivers of sob stories. Did I mention sob stories are not just restricted to women.

I fucken don’t get people most times, I guess they say the same thing to each other. Scheming little critters with no respect, not true respect anyway.

So yeah, you think you’re owed? Guess what. There’s news for you. SHUT IT!

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The world is an oyster

Or so we believe.

We want to throw in sand grains of irrelevance and expect fabulous, mind blowing rewards in return.

Can’t be entirely sure if this what it feels to be human. Expect, expect and then expect a lot more.

Expectations begin right from the moment you’re born.

You expect to be pampered

You expect to be cared for

You expect good grades (by doing nothing about it)

You expect to live up to expectations that are expected of you

You get out of school, you expect a good college with good friends and location and a good job in the near future.

Trouble is, we ride on these ‘expects’ so much that even if one falters, everything comes tumbling down. And then flow the rivers of sob stories. Did I mention sob stories are not just restricted to women.

I fucken don’t get people most times, I guess they say the same thing to each other. Scheming little critters with no respect, not true respect anyway.

So yeah, you think you’re owed? Guess what. There’s news for you. SHUT IT!