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absorbance December 10, 2008

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Some leaves are sponges

absorbing light.. as wedges

accepting defeats as victories

embracing the universe

gazing at stars.. riding the winds

ruining walls unveiling insights

fighting fiercely to get that ocean ride

 

……There…..

Can’t get too involved in oceanic rage

Droplets of fear measured

in motion tides.. and foamy trance

A cruel movement I can’t precise

Squeeze no more, the bottom already

tied up.. spitting white saliva and dilemmas

not fit in brains nor in senses..

in common .. nor in adapted..

 

Turn .. spin it around..

Spread it all ..

in green lanes..instead

and migrate to other spaces..

Deliver it to the sun..

Show yourself.. abandon it

Spread your nudity

Deliver your pain..dry it up

under the sun beams..

until shivers..wrinkles and quivers

 

You are not to be blamed

How to differentiate of cruelty and innocence?

your rights or others’?

When  all ears turn deaf..paralysed

by chaotic noises.. of hearing drums ..

hitting beats.. headaches and migraines

When no one listens.. busy in privacy

and seldom affairs..

 

It makes no difference at all..

since In fall…

leaves are always free-delivered

at your front door

..

 

 

 

 

 

One Response to “absorbance”

  1. Zouz Says:

    Poets have too much concern, emotions and love to give out, so they write it down, and when it come out, they read it many time, so happy about it, like a new born in a family…
    the ocean is great, adore to dive, it is another word down there, the most amazing thing is the harmony and the not belonging, when you are in water, you are part of it, it is exactly the same thing of the nine month miracle (swimming in water), when a baby is born the whole world belongs to him/her, when we give this baby a name, the belonging start, that little prison we for him/her without knowing, so the ocean reminds me of freedom, reminds me of parallel life next to us, but in a different way…
    the leaves is going back to the cycle, without hesitating for a second, doing that with love, this is my life i am a leaf…the symbol of reality is a snake that eat her tail (the cycle), well i liked those lignes, and i hope you will read mine too in here soon.


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