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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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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January brings the snow,
makes our feet and fingers glow.
February brings the rain,
Thaws the frozen lake again.
March brings breezes loud and shrill,
stirs the dancing daffodil.
April brings the primrose sweet,
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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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I come from haunts of coot and hern,
I make a sudden sally
And sparkle out among the fern,
To bicker down a valley.
By thirty hills I hurry down,
Or slip between the ridges,
By twenty thorpes, a little town,
And half a hundred bridges.
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haiku : bones
calcium dance shape
between stars of wisdom high
showering marrow
hiku
———
cal
=Ci Um=
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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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