poem

REAL.

    The sunrays lighted my eyes and I woke up Morning was not usual also not so different A man appeared at my door dressed as a saint He told me, “Let’s go dear, we are running late” I stood shocked at this masterstroke of fate.   I never saw that man before in

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Causation.

    Feeling particularly happy or sad The respective hormones released I just looked at the peaceful water And heard the uproarious winds   I might have seen a brilliant idea in my head Or thought of strange and mysterious places But I perceived something different The hormones flowed a little later After I got

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Oblivion.

  The world engulfed in a drop of water Travels down through the skin and the lips Leaving the warmth and regrets of moments I had to be a somnambulist I don\’t like to just sleep I walk in real to realize my dreams when I sleep The world and its nefarious activities Ensured my

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Probably.

    It shines above the greenish meadows And the heaps of dust and garbage It spreads its hotness in summer Not differentiating good and bad, fair and ugly It is not tardy it comes on time every day Actually, it never comes We go down and see it rise When we go down we

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