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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340274" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Non-poet's Philosphy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">All poets write in insanity<br>Impervious, to the entire<br>You, <br>The king of your own poetic empire<br>as thoughts get formation<br>each different, in poetic efficiency</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, <br>An adulterated soul<br>You, <br>With the rein, control<br>And you make me lurk in your words<br>Like those lonely, pale birds<br>Your quill, into that paper, bleeds<br>And she says in her musical voice: Proceed”<br>and you portray my misplaced soul <br>in the veiled privacy of twilight<br>in your new-born mind of sight, deep insight</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You, <br>in a steep valley side of paradise<br>idly extracting the elixir of the unexplainable<br>and redressed, arise<br>Exotically, master the unattainable<br>in expectant poetry; <br>churned out of sleep in disharmony<br>I stand still, hopeless<br>sleep a sleep, but dreamless<br>betwixt you and your sword<br>that swings in its own accord<br>that pierce into my soul, <br>and carve out a hole</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Eccentric, you<br>Carried away by the river of your soul<br>Into a fathomless abyss of fantasy<br>And you swim with the demons in that void<br>And rule king and decree<br>If they live or die<br>you’re never clear, you’re never explainable</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Your hair creeps down your knees, and you don’t care<br>With no sense of time, you sit in your chair<br>Engrossed in your void of abstruse sight<br>That chasm of immortal delight<br>Why? You, like a fearful knight<br>Are you some angel in the air of a sprite? <br>Your body dies, but you live in tranquility<br>Was what you ate in heaven, the fruit of eternity? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Intrusions in delusions<br>Allusions of illusions <br>infinite, widespread<br>uncorrupted, unsaid</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The spark of life, mystifying, <br>Elegant, reflecting elegance<br>You, <br>You laughed about a jejune mind; me<br>You jeered about sterile soul; me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You laughed, and I cried<br>You lived and I dreaded<br>It’s my turn to laugh<br>Remember, <br>My face will reflect, back to you<br>Back to you<br>Just as yours did, <br>From those magazine covers <br>that reflected back like paintings on polished mirrors</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never! Never! Never! <br>Never would I let you to out master me<br>Understand<br>I too have a voice<br>A voice<br>You transform me into you<br>Through your words<br>The gravity of your pen holds all down<br>But I will still be me.<br>Can I? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">12 o' clock, December 8 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wrote this poem at midnight, without any lights on! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">© Copyright Aiswarya T Anish, Kerala, India</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Aiswarya+T.+Anish">Aiswarya T. Anish</a><div class=q>
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Impervious, to the entire
You, 
The king of your own poetic empire
as thoughts get formation
each different, in poetic efficiency

I, 
An adulterated soul
You, 
With the rein, control
And you make me lurk in your words
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