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Express, Engage, Evolve!
Express, Engage, Evolve!

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Rages after the defiance.

Snippets of truth come to you, when you chase the anger and set yourself on fire. An intimate slap of a fall guy rages after the defiance. You are no longer bleeding gold. A windowless home for the defiled, waits for you at the end of the road. The…
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Violence will never end.

Waiting for a prickly path at crossroads, where desolation sits in between words and flesh. Hanging shells on windows where light immigrated to prophecies of Buddha.The violence will never end. Can you find some space between the bullets? Between the…
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A tableau vivant was gliding

Time unleashed from ferrum becomes pain like a palm moon. A tableau vivant was gliding on the road. It was a night of rage. A frozen scene undulates the history of fire in the eyes of a flute. Who was breaking the clouds wading in reeds? ——————————————…
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His statue was being pulled down.

Riveted: the ducks went into a howl. A shirtless moon was walking on the lake. Darts had started moving towards blue lips. Gale was not able to speak. Unthinkable: sky will explode now, in stars. Gambling with water, cheating the fireflies in dark bush.…
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On the stunned silence!

Let us talk today of crazed times, so that the trade of ethical falls runs. When dawn breaks on the stunned silence of moon, I start unfolding the black sun. Ah, a poetry wound aches my world, knee deep in blue veins, to find the lost river of tears. Give…
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Why did you say, it was biting cold?

The toppled gravestones, I still count the heads. I will go with your swan song, the bond erupts. You were always sitting under the bougainvillea, waiting for the swallow. The next door summer arrives; Why did you say, it was biting cold? The door shuts…
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Has lost the charisma.

Pull out the pellets from my chest, I had fallen in a brutal crackdown. A black moon was taking revenge. You were staring straight in the eyes of death. The biker, has lost the charisma. The apples were never so sweet. Bursting out of the battle lines…
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The autocracy will bleed

You had dug in deep to undo the garden. Civil war started between the yawning wounds. Whose side was time: in burning well of oil? The autocracy will bleed the earth till death. An island in the canal holds the ship of man. For whom flows the river in…
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Need a scrutiny? Why a love song

The coming of a that to dismantle the comb, unstilling trees under tracer bullets swaying in embrace for moonmilk. The unzipped planktons in sea open their mouth to supermoon for a night dive in a green passion. Does it need a scrutiny? Why a love song…
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What was your core intention

When the bloodshed starts at the doorstep of solemn silence, give me a lone engagement with the invisible to unchain the split heart. I will take away the pain from home and come back in failing light when a star meets the star and a moon meets the moon.…
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