Sunday, November 29, 2009

Mercenary of Wisdom


Amidst the ruins of time
of wrecked civilizations & chaotic science,
stood the mercenary of wisdom,
clad in armor of theories,
guarded by a shield of inferences,
swirling a sharp sword
cast of
knowledge
he's read & heard before.


Years of hoarding and pursuit
while the wisdom gathered cobwebs,
now he stood braving a foe,
never read before.


Unlike any rehearsed character,
or defined in aged texts,
the abridged yet unabridged,
a simile very much a metaphor,
a verb inherent in a noun
without adjectives to qualify
stood its ground, poised.
Whose moves the mercenary couldn't counter
with his reflexes of intellect.
or with the agility of mind.

the blade of knowledge blunted,
theories tested, findings shredded,
all exhausted, unlearning the learning
did the mercenary of knowledge,
gasp for more to grasp the elusive illusion
of control.

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Thursday, November 26, 2009

MYRIAD SILENCE


Can't be seen but heard.
Can't be touched but felt.

Can't be shed but said.

Can't be sensed but fed.
Can't be taught but known.
Can't be enslaved but mastered.
Can't be tied but freed.
Can't be emptied for there is nothing.


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Saturday, November 14, 2009

EYES


Her eyes never left me,
even for a while,
even though i had mine
on the worldly delights.

Her eyes followed me,
where ever i did go,
in form of a call or a prayer,
i never heeded.

Her eyes were awake,
day and night,
so i could rest mine
without fear.

Her eyes closed on me,
forever, one fine day,
while i had mine elsewhere.

Her eyes, i do miss them now.


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Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Space


Stranded in an intergalactic causeway,
reclined on a signpost muddled by cosmic dust.

Amused by myriad stars that illuminate a perplexed gaze,
anchored to a organic dimension that propels inertia.

Gagged by the alien echoes that vibrate stillness,
limited by an expansive horizon that imparts ignorance.

Wrecked by hyperspeed that derails thoughts,
ostracized by a trajectory pattern that
navigates adherence.

Fragmented by the destruction of mother ship,
the orphaned space wanderer, awaited.

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