No sign of light
No sign of darkness nearby
Evening clouds as usual
Catching on the spreading twilight
Across the deserted throughfare
Lengthening in twirling black smokes
At the zabraskite point
Beyond the long stretch of tearing silence

Then a black maria comes
Turning around the sickle cell dwellings
Northwesterly dusk coldly silhouetted
Between squatting slums and leapfrogging children
The men in muftis call out the long subpoena
Busting the chests of the poor souls in quadruple shreds
The flesh of desires jump off the ground
Subsoiled collar bones of the copper chrome skullcaps drop
At the last gaspings of the frolicing grasshoppers
The swaying anthem chokes the tearing silence
That blocks the sounds of the sundial of the midnight sun

And then erupted the volcano
The larvae of the croaking souls died in silky penumbra
That scripted a long standing tale of raing blood
Dyed in fluffy wools of algebraic order by disorder in the republic.

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I feel I love you, I love you
I feel it in my chest, in my stomach when I love you
In rain or sunshine and in moonlight
I feel you everywhere I go, everywhere I come
Everywhere it is you, only you I seem to know day and night
Only you I feel in my breath and my blood runs warm
Whether you are in my eyes or whether you are in my ears
I see you and I hear you, only you I know, I know
Only you I follow in my shadows and with you only I happen to come and go
Whatever you do, whatever you say I feel you in light and darkness
In light and darkness whenever you be
I feel you, I feel I only love you whoever you be

Whoever you be I fall for you
I fall for everything you have, everything you not have
I fall for you whenever the cloud rumbles and everything crumbles
I fall for you if you are the happiness, even if you are the darkness
As darkness never diminishes you, darkness never diminishes me
Even when you have the discreet charm ever deludes you as that is not to be
Even when you want to be what you are not
Even when my yearnings fail me by what you are not

But I know what you are and what you are not
And I know who you are not, who you are and what you are to be
I feel I love you whatever and whoever you may be
And whenever you are, wherever you are you never cease to be.

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Someday all will be flowers
Then someday all flowers will return to the sands of God
No one will ever have the musty smell of flesh and blood
There will be darkening light in a tiny muscle of dust and smoke
There will be nothing, nothing will stoke the fire of hunger
There will be no one smiling, no one crying
Only the battered heart will be ageing in praying and yearning

Only the sighing relief will be thawing
Someday when all will be coming true after a daylong dreaming
When all thinking souls will be thriving in flowering
And then someday all flowers will go down the way wilting and withering
There will be huffing and puffing, and all will be mourning.

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I can say many things
But I cannot say anything as you want your heart to be broken
As you have trailed behind as what I have said ss lies
I have said only a few things, only a few shreds of truths been escaped my heart
Many more things that are lies, many more truths that let you down
And only many lies strike at the truths to make you happy purple and brown

I have told you many things
I have told you so and so that you have not cared to listen
Only a few shreds of truths you have known
Only just a few more lies have touched the right chord of your heart
Only the mask has been disclosed, the true face yet to be shown.

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You stop!
You do not know
Where to go
When all else fails
And when all else trails
Behind the jugular way
The Wednesday Moon comes alive
From the ambushed clouds

And you stalk
Silently in shadows
Like an undone jazebelle
Caressing her feelings
Dancing down the underground
For you, only for you

But you know
There is no one God
No one long sky
To go from one end to the other
When you get lost in the slimy light
Yet the darkness too far
To cross the wind before you know
Of all the so little things

She has done for you
Just the so little things
To happen in you
Knowingly through the Wednesday Moon
Through the sadness of happiness
And you go for her unknowingly
When you know there is no only one God
No one sky to die for your one and only aliby
And nothing to take the blame
To say goodbye so soon
As there disappears the undone Wednesday Moon.

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Do not kill Me alone
Stop before you swear by the god once again
Before you stop for the next rain to happen
My blood runs dry when the cobbler's pain strikes gold for the last rite
When the barber's knife cuts through the umbilical chord to impeach my birthright

Stop! Before you choose to close the door at the threshold
And kill me when no one looks at my eyes, breaking my own age at being bold
I will run through the crosswind before you lay on my hands of million years' old
Stop at the crossbone of fire when I warn you not to come by the flying night once again
Before you feel the stray sunshine to cry for me for killing my pain.

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