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Friday, February 25, 2011

Crazy Earthlings !


What is that scent
That pulls me toward you
What is in that soul
That makes me forget mine
What is in that heat
That puts my fire to shame
What is in that touch
That makes my heart race
What is in that voice
That casts the spell on me

What is in that dream
That makes me wish I would never wake up

What is in that desire
That makes me put my life in line
What is in that after life
That makes me say goodbye to this one
Maybe because you are the eternity
And this life is a very short one

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By Kabuli
2011 All rights reserved

Thursday, February 17, 2011

A Book !


A Book


I am reading a book
And a hundred more
None of them speak of my mind
Yet still reading and reading
Always skeptical
The explanation has to be somewhere else
Your mind is above any book
Above any explanation
I read a page
A simple page
And think a book about it
I put a bookmark
In a blank page
To read it again
My imagination flies away
I write my own ending
A book is a tool
It opens a wormhole for me
A window big enough
To put my tiny binoculars in
And to look at what is beyond.
Beyond this fake world
My body is sitting
Yet my mind is not here
It makes me think
I am not from here
From this planet
I am not from this universe
Someday, I leave this circus.
To join the immortal.
The infinite world of non-existence

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