About Me

!nversed Poignancy!

...I am an eclectic amalgamation of many seemingly paradoxical things. This can be exemplified in both my seemingly endless persistance on many topics and arguments, as well as my careful cautiousness on other topics and arguments. This is largely due to how astute I am of the topic: more knowledge, more persistant; less knowledge, obviously more cautious. I also have times of obsessive compulsions regarding certain things (mostly just my thoughts, however)...

Life and Death

!nversed Poignancy!

Life

An assembly

Possibly impossible

Perfectly interchangeable..

Death

That lives most upright

Beyond the unspoken

Neither a squiggle nor a quibble..

She and Me

!nversed Poignancy!

She

A daffodil

Tyrannizer of me

Breaking the colors of dusk!..

Me

The rising sun

Infringed with violations

The impurity in the salt..

Love and Poetry!

!nversed Poignancy!

Love

A puerile desire

Buried in the heart

Never leaves..

Poetry

Sentimentally melodramatic

Cursively recursive

My thoughts idiotic!


With an adverse

In every verse
By the waves that perverse..

I see Me,
In your pupils see-saw glee
As sea saw the sun behind the cloud's seethe..

My heart jumps illumed!- A Fusion or Fission?
Or is it the gusts of your illusion,
That's ill-willing the treason of passion..

I coil her in my heart's trove,
Me coiled in her abyssed love,
Together we co-yelled, away from the dream that we drove..


Hehe..Sorry for this rather horrible piece of poetry..
it was just an impromptu..A doodle during a "kit-kat break" away from my studies..:))

Hush!
Night of passion
Is it?

In your arms
I lie..
Like a still water
In an icy lake

Fleeting down
Along the warm love
On your body
And mine..

A knot knotted in a cold blue;
Emanating a scent of a whiney hue;

A night..
A winter..
A "You" and "Me"
A "Us" and "We"
and
In between
A dream..


When two views come together
And
Two hearts beat
..
..There's simply nothing to say..

When two glances dont come together
And
Hearts dont beat

..There's simply because there is nothing more to say..

There is a sun that I have in my hands
shining bright -
spreading the hues of
citron..
Over
The ticks of every clock that flicker

moment passes

The light gains the wampums


The hourglass lie inverted
Synchronizing it from bigger to big

The darkness fell..

The hueic cascade swamp..

coming out of my hands
it covered and filled

"the universe"


Visions conspicuous
doubts evanesce ,

and with that
I unveil the mystery,

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