Metaphysical · Psychological · song · Spiritual · Surreal

Your Luck From the Bullet Cage

Passing storm
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Count One, Count Two
Open fire at Ten
Large blanket burden of destiny
Fire rounds
Loads of Symmetry
Catching the fate between the strings
Of a Spider-web charged desire
Locked into the ether
Locked into the soil
You whisper your intentions
actively passively on the fore
hope is the action
that spills itself in metaphors

There a gun of choice
variegated in size
plunging across the molecules
of destiny’s versatile compounds
attempting karma chemical flux

Who knows what will be?
Who knows seconds
even a breath exhaled
is a world teasing us behind garden walls

I can fire shots eternal
what target they hit
is not upon my gauge
not even with a sniper’s eye

can the cage where my soul beats be written…

Life Perspectives · Metaphysical · Philosophy · Psychological · song · Spiritual · Surreal

Of Those Merits

Artist's conception of the Milky Way galaxy.
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You are but thinking of Eden
and Earth is a faraway dream
yet your callouses of love
inhibit your imagination
your imagining
so sweet
yet not child mature
not accountable
fairytale is
a reminiscent mythology
that power can taste the lips
and make it bleed onto the rose

Dance one, step, two
makes castles with silver clouds
and let colour drenched sky
with moon and sun instruments
let world occupy me
yet Earth is still uninvited
Earth rotates dully still
you made it drowsy
by never carving out your
aspiriatory figures
into its ozone
projectile wombs
make good listeners

Earth shouldn’t be far
its dimension should be weaved
Earth shouldn’t be far
Its dimension should not deplete
upon your tear stained eye
like an immortal ether of colour
mesh the merits high

love to glow in the lantern of the universe…

Life Perspectives · Metaphysical · Philosophy · Psychological · song · Spiritual · Surreal

Classification Uncertain

Butterflies seduction.
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Pressing me between the sharp clipped world
of your finger nails
insecticide in your passion
insecticide — you classify me as your entomological marvel
you bottled up figment
your world is a parasite
a nucleus of grief
a tangled writhing
of segmented bodies
shooting off to empty space

like liquor in your saliva
your words are coated extravagantly
placed in each pitcher trap
of obscurity
you love dodging morality
you love system displacement
and maximum entropy
you categorize ethical love
as the love of bugs
no human rationale
you point the stick
on your inverted blackboard
as though I am a student
to your experiment!
you state
human are galvanized off-springs of angel eggs
we are super-high
we can glide
with wings
we rip from the birds
and put them in steel armour
so the sky
knows their’s a blade
across the neck

your inventive vision
drinks up disgust
as one would honey
and that is so sadomasochistic

you can clown around
bless the foetus of abortion-life
you can claim a monologue
with a drink

false intellect
I leave you
proud and dumb

to kiss
and be open mouthed
to the vertigoes of chance
and the momentum of the womb…


Life Perspectives · Psychological · song · Spiritual · Surreal

These Shells We Belong In

Sea Shell on the Sea Shore
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Your hard lined mouth
pressed across a hot blooded slot
of my viscous blood
meshed into tiny pieces
of being lusted by freedom and power
you rightfully ripe
born underneath sun-crossed-moon sky
these fossils in our eyes
that some snail left behind
eggs that hatched
with butterfly passion

hold your arms in the shape
that circulates well with your message
build up
build strong your calcium
nor else no crab would make you their home
your shell must not be divided
your shell must not gladly be ignorantly impregnable
let it be as porcupined spined
and forest full as it can

your ancestry makes you vulnerable
your ancestry makes you poignant
your ancestry is your soul strength cove
don;’t put it in murky water
don’t steal a kiss not yours
don’t steal eyes not your joined joint
you are permissible to breathe
you are not permissible to hurt

it is sky starved opium…

Allah Almighty · Daily Life · Spiritual · Writing

EID MUBARAK — Eid-Ul-Azha Allah Almighty Bless All Who Did Hajj

Eid celebrations 2006
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Allah Almighty Bless All Those Who Did Hajj And Eid Mubarak to everyone!

I had a fever so this was the first Eid where I slept all day uptil 5pm 😛 ^_^

But Let’s rejoice My Muslim Brothers And Sisters ^_^

Sisters And Brothers Let Allah Almighty Bless All Of Us ^_^

Life Perspectives · Psychological · song · Spiritual · Surreal

Caught In Bubbles

The statue of Achilles in Lamia - Fthiotida - ...
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You are sprinkling dust
foaming up your deceit
you tame your wild cards
yet ruin the chess pieces
time then clockwise-anti-clockwise
twisting the grounds of reason
logic is your food
and Lamia is your bitch
with Cupid as your whore
you throw serpents from your bow
you dislodged  bastard of impious desires
and claimed innocent words

I am the master
I am the mistress
I won’t be obliterated
I am ghoul
I am ghost
I am poltergeist
I am pure
I am saintly sinning
as the human body imprinted veins
that root up existence

I have an umbrella for for your discordance
you think you own sex
you can’t monopolize
something that is universal doctrine
and love is Aphrodite of dimensions

you may prick my fingers”
you may want me to eat your apples
but this tree of ugly
does not cleanse me

my phantom is not lost…

Life Perspectives · Psychological · song · Spiritual · Surreal


Katana. Dresden, Zwinger-Museum. 16th or 17th ...
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Courage I contest
I won’t be a weakling
pure strength is not muscle bonded
not entirely
and I know
I have sometimes failed
because I am human
but courage I can’t be powerless

you prefer me armoured
I prefer myself too
to wear the sword
and shield

for heaven is not always here
and there are deserts to endure
pigment me in regeneration
so my flaws can be taught

Courage I contest
I declare
I’m no sex
I’m just human
No gender to dissolve
In monochrome infatuation
I am bow and arrow
Amazon male
I am Mars with the woman’s eyes

No one can stop me
my dreams are loving me
I’m forever

My sword is my whole self
I can be a soul to inflame eternity…