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Here We Go
first step… The second hardest human condition is to begin a new journey. The first step forward will always breathe life into the next – and the next. This is my step in sharing the world as I see...
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Poem: Forgiveness and Reverence
Forgiveness and reverence Forgiveness and reverence Forgiveness for your lies Reverence for my life I forgive your lies even though with your own eyes you saw my cries I forgive your breakable ties...
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The Navel Scar
We have inherited a world that sees beauty and perfection in the manicured, the untouched and the unaffected. It undermines its own nature of existence by obsessing and idolizing fictitious images as...
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The Riddle Of Never
While life may seem chaotic, there is a set order running and governing what is in existence. This arrangement is extraordinarily sensitive to the out loud expression or even the silent articulation...
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Poem: I Stand
I stand With my legs shoulder width apart My arms hanging relaxed by my side My posture strong While my feet firmly grip the ground My head up high With pride I stand Tattoos cover both arms like...
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Two-Faced Tricksters
There is a two-faced trickster lurking and creeping around. It sits at your life’s doorstep waiting for an opportunity to make an entrance. We call it out every time it gets in, but often without...
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Courage
Courage was the topic of discussion in a gathering among friends. I felt surprised that I had not given this word much thought. Not a single illustration given that night resonated with me. I felt...
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Poem: In Between
Irresistible resistance awakened, into sleep the in between cosmos of contradiction in dead of sleep. In its silent articulation hollow gaps of space within souls are one by one stretched apart...
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Poem: King Without
A king Without a kingdom Just another Joe Blow Don in his own mind Conquering In the world No conquest is counted When nothing is Being contested A Don who feels detested A narcissist believing He’s...
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Centered In Love
While balancing a box of chocolate on my lap I held up a perfect cube, closed my eyes, placed it in between my lips and with a mouthful I made my declaration – I looovvee chocolate! When I opened my...
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Distorted Love
Just as he finished saying ‘don’t worry, you’re centered and at home’, I pulled my head back and my entire body retracted from him. I sank deeper into my thoughts as the feelings of peace and...
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Poem: The Viewing
The Viewing, they called it Like an open house on a Saturday A ceremonial worship of God In church on a Sunday What a name For a casket For vacancy Of the departed What a name For a confined space A...
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Poem: Fear
Today I heard a knock on my door this knock shook me down to my core The Universe packaged perfection and left it at my door I’m standing above it feeling the need to explore at the same time...
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More than Words
Words are not yours, words are ours. They are bridges that close the gap between you and the world, you and me – and in the same breath, words can create distances in the world that are worlds apart....
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Beauty In Silence
In shadows and silhouettes of worn-out beliefs, even in science, literature and the arts we look for a representation of this thing we call the ‘I’. With one long forced gulp of breath, in its...
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Spoken-Words ~ Ignorance In Race
BEWILDERED I was sitting in a coffee shop with a friend of mine Speaking and reminiscing in Farsi about Iran I saw from the corner my eyes an old man Sitting across from where it looked like a dark...
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Of Life
The never And the forever. A lingering space in the middle Stretched thin on its spectrum of yellow In time and space A flicker Of light Shining for an instant, then Dissipate In to void of its blue,...
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On this Wednesday
On a Wednesday like this one, she sat on a couch like ours with her mother and passed the hours the way she is with me, on this Wednesday. LiquoriceLife.com
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On this Wednesday
On a Wednesday like this one, she sat on a couch like ours with her mother and passed the hours the way she is with me, on this Wednesday. LiquoriceLife.com
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The Art of Creation & Destruction
Artists & the Art of Destruction | Part- 1 The artist, from the outside is seen to live an enchanted life of creativity, something out of the pages of a storybook, as a whimsical or even an...
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