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Broken Things-

By on October 10, 2017

Is it that the sun sets late nowadays?
or our sight fails as we squint through
half closed silhouettes, praying for days of lives.

Are we broken things-pieces of porcelain waiting to be broken further?
Awaiting reincarnation in the hands of the potter-
to…


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Hawassa

By on May 16, 2017

It is 6.45 PM.
I sit right at the edge of the lake and let myself synch in with the feel of the moment. Something happens to me any time I find my way to a large body mass. More like a sober trance. Its my second day here in…


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GOD: The Artist

By on April 15, 2016

God is good.
He thrives in details
From the complexion of the eyes
To the last strand of hair,
To the number of stars in the galaxy
to the wee bits of sand.
his spirit is wind,
blows to wherever it wishes: unpredictable, unhinged
He paints the skies with a medley of colors;
shades of orange with a…


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New Flower

By on March 7, 2016

Real beauty is ugly
Like a buried seed about to sprout
Life in these streets;
is like holding a fart
in front of your crash
I wanted to write a memoir
Of this new flower;
Flowing with promise
and mystery
hushed miseries
whispered failures
and shouted victories
but who am I to stand
on…


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Of Night Walks and Dry Photos

By on January 14, 2016

It is always a busy street, though tonight as I take a walk, it is surprisingly deserted. It is I and my lone shadow and a slight breeze whispering as I trudge home. An occasional car will zoom by, followed by an hollow aftermath of the disrupted void.                                                 At…


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Memoirs of 2015

By on December 29, 2015

I love stories that begin at the end. Not for anything actually, but for the mere fact that there is hope of something new, a new start. Although there are no actual lines of when, the feel of an again kinda consoles the human soul. This is a simple…


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Never a too Soon…

By on December 1, 2015

Gone for good,
Too soon;
But!!
But is there a too soon,
When death pays a visit?
Taps your shoulder,
And says, “Time’s up”
Is there a too soon?

He was our driver-
Seconds changing tenses;
Sad,
Beautiful soul,
At peace,
With himself, and his world-
Even the old lorry was at…


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Breakthrough

By on November 30, 2015

Laborious-
A pain on my fingers
Fatigue of the thoughts
I fumble with words
Chasing the changing flares
The flipping images
Flapping like a restless bird
In my mind
Moving faster
Faster than my fingers on this keyboard
Or this pen bleeding on this sheet

One day it will breakthrough
Maybe now
Maybe tomorrow
One day though
These letters
Will jiggle
These words
Will giggle
A staccato on…


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Sometimes

By on November 21, 2015
The line between- Rights and wrongs, Ends and beginnings, Is nothing but Shreds of fear… Clouded thoughts… And whispers of “don’t do” From the voices of our yesteryear-s our younger days


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Down on these Streets

By on October 30, 2015

He hits them hard
These dark void streets
Echoing the aridity
of his soul
his very core
He is on a chase
For the mileage to close
Empty of reason
Caught up in this season
Of wild madness.
He knows from deep within
He holds a nothingness
just a shadow of himself
Chasing vanity-
eternity begging
to rescue his trapped will-
His chained conscience

He surrenders…

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