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Poetry e-book Dying in Living released on Amazon.
The winds are pulling my cheeks, slapping my face. I am watching the white patches of clouds dissect into smaller patches and disappear. Yesterday, my first e-book of poems, Dying in Living, got released on Amazon Kindle Store. It is now available for purchase worldwide. Book Cover Click here to visit my e-book page on [...]
Before pissing and a swollen throat.
fruit-seller barber newspaper vendor the 2nd and 3rd streets are glowing just like yesterday a man fell last night of his bike I watched as men gathered around and I stopped my bike next to that man's a hole had formed on one side of his hard head he could hardly get up and once [...]
With an unfilled stomach.
Memory is a problem, so is imagination. I would prefer imagining nothing, remembering nothing. Dreaming drains me. My nightmares continue even after they have ended. For a change, I am listening to something else, something that is not jazz or blues or classic. The smell of a burning incense stick has made this place more [...]
Celebration was an excuse.
The smoke rose up from whatever burnt and drifted west towards a darkness that was unknown to me. The children had come out on the streets, burning their fingers with some kind of sudden urge to enjoy that evening. By 7, the whole town grew quite noisy. I began finding less pleasure than before in [...]
In the dumping ground.
Meanwhile, the piglets gathered around an almost eaten rotten apple. They gathered around it and thought nothing. Creatures of action. Dirty, no doubt, but they acted and acted alone, and they ran fast when they felt afraid. I had eaten a half of that apple that morning when I realized that the other half had [...]
Inside a clean room.
For a night, these men and women forgot their woes. They stepped out of their homes. Some even saw the light. The others talked about whatever. I guess everybody talked. I was nowhere, drunk and proceeding as usual, locked inside without any God. Something reminds me that I cannot have peace, that I cannot have [...]
Sleep, terror.
at 3 again at 4 or maybe 4:15 I was trembling and asleep and aware somehow of my trembling something curled next to me sobbing, shouting fighting something under my blanket I was too lazy to open my eyes and come,out of wherever the hell I went to the shouting continued for a moment, I [...]
One more morning.
waking up dizzy surrounded by filth and more filth to the same place I went again I cannot say if the sun rose or the night came yesterday I am haunted by something once again, I have begun to hate myself with my rage-filled brain, I can do nothing this explosion within me has my [...]
