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Too late

(A poem on suicide)

Red, puffy eyes
Broken wings
Shattered dreams
No one cares.

Conformity
Sucked up life
A living dead
No one cares.

Suffering heart
Depression strikes
Exhausted soul
No one cares.

Getaway plot
Expressed desire
Reluctant decision
Still, no one cares.

A slit in the wrist
An overthrown chair
Or a high-rise escape
It doesn’t matter, no one cares.

Following day
A grey afternoon
Everyone cares
The dead doesn’t.

Poetry, Random Thoughts, Writings

The Love-Wish Chant

    When the darkness from above reigns,
    and the silver princess and her trinkets dance,
    when Eyes from the North
    and Eyes from the South
    meets without meeting
    A precious wish is granted.

    A precious wish is granted
    when Hands from the East
    and Hands from the West
    commands without commanding
    and two silver pennies journey
    to the darkness from below who surrenders.

    The One cannot exist without the One
    and the two must be One,
    not in body but in mind
    and heart and in soul
    even for a single twinkling
    Only then can a wish be fulfilled.

    For when One wished, and One doubted,
    when Eyes from the North looked
    but Eyes from the South slumbered,
    when Hands from the East commanded
    but Hands from the West faltered,
    A precious wish would remain a wish but never granted.

The Endless Knot

Random Thoughts

God to an eight years old

How to Explain God was written by Danny Dutton, age
8, from Chula Vista, California, for his third grade homework assignment

“Explain God”.

“One of God’s main jobs is making people. He makes them to replace the ones that die so there will be enough people to take care of things on earth. He doesn’t make grown-ups, just babies. I think because they are smaller and easier to make. That way He doesn’t have to take up His valuable time teaching them to talk and walk. He can just leave that to mothers and fathers. Continue Reading

Poetry, Random Thoughts, Writings

Eye of the Storm

    My mind is pretty quiet today
    And I’m enjoying it.
    STILLNESS.
    I feel relaxed.
    Maybe because, I’m sick.
    And my body needs to rest,
    And my mind
    Being a jealous item,
    Decides to quiet for a while.
    I love it.
    Yet,
    It has a downside
    That is,
    I couldn’t write
    Without all those bubbling noises
    Inside my head.