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Letter XXV “The Last Letter”
“Unconscious Beauty” were those times, Unconscious as you are, The times I was nearest to you As those when I was far. Unconsciously yours, unconsciously mine, Unconsciously were those moments — divine, Unconsciously I stole, Time from my time, Mind from my mind, Heart from my heart, Unconscious that my love will your reason forestall. Unconscious that
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Letter XXIV
Take heed of the distance that detaches sun & moon, & tell of such distance your heart. Take heed how this goodbye may seem so soon, ceasing a chance for a start. Take heed that this—this Love—comes for free. Take heed I strive to become me; Strive to become as my mind falls apart. Take
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Silence
Silence fell like grains of wheat that throngs the fields of gold. Her verve was stirred by her defeat Leaving her voice, wavering — discrete In hells that burn, in hells so cold; In tears of pains so much untold. Her silence was her last reply, & replies were a fate — a must, What
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Annemin Şarkıları
Like blades would cut, Like a hundred prayers may rise to God, Every prayer, with an empty stare, Keeps fighting the smokes of despair, In wars that only prayers can bare, In wars, where souls… have flesh & blood. In wars, of flesh & bones & laughs & moans, & dawns may alter after dawns,
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Disclaimer I
This a disclaimer — a renunciation of the reigning reality such as it is, a skeptic belief of the abstraction of meaning itself, a vivid dream of the tiresome transience of Life. This is a verbal war of volition against frantic fantasies & violent verities. This is a message of self-conflict — an absolute dissonance
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Untitled
12/4/2013 During the past period, Too many emotions encountered my sole heart; ones that their multitude may cause schizophrenia…. ones like sadness,grief, charm, rage, joy, jealousy, desperation, wonder, boredom, hate, torment, pleasure, pride, thrill, rejection, isolation, anguish, fury, wrath, desire, surprise, disgust, worry, horror, longing, hysteria, sympathy & guilt… I held on to my faith,
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Fatal
Life of my Life, Soul of my Soul, I am experiencing a self much more than me. I am becoming of one heart, of one mind… Yet of one heart, & of one mind have I been split into half, & into half, I’ve lived so far. So far have I not been through thee. So
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Dor
{Inspired By “Song From A Secret Garden” } Definition: Dor (Romanian): Longing for someone you love very much, combined with sadness, and the need for singing sad songs (Romanian contemporary Language-Romania) -its etymology belongs to “dorinta” which means wish. It’s impossible to translate. It conveys too much meanings, thoughts, and feelings. Speak all your words,
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The Prayer
Once have I heard some strain so sweet, Of tongue known not, to ears of men. Some tales where life and lore may meet. A whisper, unknown from where or when. That keeps on saying; “Come back to me… Come back to me..” It sways and wavers now and then. A whisper’s born within a
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On the Nature of Light
And, if the soul is about to know itself, it must gaze into the soul. –Plato, Alcibiades. Have I ever seen you, Darkness, conscious within mine? Have I ever roamed those dim & dreary roads of thine? Have I been thou & thou—me? Have we become what we may need to be? I know
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