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Perfecting art

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I have perfected the art of isolation.

I sit by myself

Sleep by myself

Dream the dreams by myself

And walk all the steps by myself.

Maybe it would have been terrible

Maybe it could be toxic

But I like my company

And the Quiet that ever so often

Seeps into my wordless conversations.

I fill this tiny space of four walls

With everything that bursts of me

Telling my story- a cave of my mind

That people enter and leave.

My body speaks in a language you try to understand

My hands try to untangle my thoughts as I speak in front of a person or crowds.

Does anything ever last?

I don’t know.

But I’m perfecting the art of being me

And it makes me happy.

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Night Talks

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Half bowl full of milky light

Half bowl empty of this blue night

Optimistic pessimistic clouds talk

“It will rain thousand and two miles from here

A human couple will fight and fight

A flower will smile after days of melancholy

A frog will dance and eat

Stepping on rocks hither”

Cold winds laugh at a distance

With the sleepy trees

Was it flirting? Are they dating?

The snakes on the ground slither

Lost in thought of

Lives of others

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~insight07

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Victims of masks and polished glass
Bodies with no traces of life
Even a statue tells a story.
Creation of fingers
And palms pressing into curves
Nose, lips and ears
Symmetrical breasts, a tiny waist and hips in proportion
So smooth, so cold
I stare at them when I spot them at
Malls, shops, maybe idols of gods?
All seem like a deceiving form to me.
Someday, this statue will blink at me
Breathe and hum a melody
With skin so soft,
So smooth, so warm.
It will talk of its feelings
And its stone heart
Which beats in every one,
Even you and I.
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~insight07