The sunlight on the garden
Hardens and grows cold,
We cannot cage the minute
Within its nets of gold;
When all is told
We cannot beg for pardon.
Our freedom as free lances
Advances towards its end;
The earth compels, upon it
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In Hawaii they Hula
They Tango in Argentina
They Reggae in Jamaica
And they Rumba down in Cuba,
In Trinidad and Tobago
They do the Calypso
And in Spain the Spanish
They really do Flamenco.
In the Punjab they Bhangra
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My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thy happiness,---
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees,
In some melodious plot
Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
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Write this. We have burned all their villages
Write this. We have burned all the villages and the people in them
Write this. We have adopted their customs and their manner of dress
Write this. A word may be shaped like a bed, a basket of tears or an X
In the notebook it says, It is the time of mutations, laughter at jokes,
secrets beyond the boundaries of speech
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Something unseen lingers above,
casting veils over the paths we tread.
Each fleeting breath connects us —
to the floating skies beyond,
to whispers weaving within.
Between beginnings and endings,
the now unfolds, echoing softly.
Each dawn opens like a wandering tide,
carrying fragments of yesterdays,
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haiku : bones
calcium dance shape
between stars of wisdom high
showering marrow
hiku
———
cal
=Ci Um=
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i crossed with the mules and elephants of the empires.
i do not need to be enough odd to do that.
i smile like i have secretly won.
no manuals,
no pdfs,
no power points, or making points are needed.
a language is a monster-branded with gravels, rips, traps, raps and rape. see deepba, deepa, and deedee's monster abs).
that is my kunfu joint tuneups of everyday.
you can say,
it's a sign of something,
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SAT NAM : I AM
I am rose in sunlight breathing
Buddha in middle of balm bathing
beckoning Heart leavening lively
I am a loop in Love, cathedral of pure
passion where two beanpoles
dance dare devils deafening
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SPIRALS AND SMOKE ( Song )
Earth vibrates spirals and smoke
Making cool blue diamonds
with my splintered bygones
I absorb your racy lacy ecstasy
Through my autumnal death
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