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Children of Liberty

A little free skeleton  laid resting emaciated Inside a grave or on a bed One could not tell, if tried and spake thus to itself: "If I could flutter my scapulae Maybe, maybe I could fly"     Arqum 12/09/2017Read more …

Grown Up

Red and white spiral striped Straw that I used to slurp Golden sunshine out of the blue sky And neon green Fireflies  Made worthy onlookers at night  As i dipped the moon in its milky light  But those times are gone And life has moved on From being a realm of possibilities  To a finite reality  And now I sit unsheltered under steel clouds As it rains down razer blades On my skinless body  Day in and day out I have grown up, but cannot adapt Some people just are guilt and stars…Read more …

Appetite

On a hot summer day As i hastened towards my car For my lunch break I stopped at a colossal pit in the middle of the street People were too busy to notice, of course.  I heard someone asking for help Holding on to the edge of the pit Upon closer inspection i discovered  That it was me "Not you again", I thought  And offered my hand  It was then,  that the cries for help turned into  Demonic laughs, and the hand into a crimson claw "Not again", I sighed  As i fell…Read more …

Freelancer

"Her conversation with the rain Is meter perfect poetry  The sunlight across her face  A novel of grief and joy  In her charm bracelet  Dangle the earth and fire Her smile, a slice of life film Her laughter The song of paradise  In her eyes sparkle Stars hitherto unknown  In her locks seek refuge  Silent wandering nights Her being, keeps the seas contained Her shadow guides the hurricanes" Is it sufficient, or more required?  May you lead a happy life That would be rupees hundred and five Arqum 29/05/2017Read more …

One Little Moment

The moon withers And stars bleed a neon glow The edge of time too sharp it cuts the night asunder One jaded sun trudges towards the gates of dawn Like a tired gladiator at the end of his youth The first ray lands on a blade of grass in dew A parched rock glistens with a subtle smile And all the grass on earth notices One subtle smile One little moment Hewn forever in time  Read more …

I am

I am,One drop less than an oceanOne leaf less than a treeOne grain short of a desertOne minus infinity Arqum 22/2/2017  Read more …

Weeping Angels

In nothingnessDull silence cascades down the shouldersOf weeping angelsAnd hollow sobs tiptoeOver a vast rug Not made by But made of Human limbs In a treacherous weave In a vacuum Their tears hang mid-void How tiresome is human life They wail And how grand their dreams All for nothing And all their schemes Dust in the wind Too great a price For a choice That does not exist Arqum 26/1/2017Read more …