Notice of absence from Ashish_half_pure
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Am I defined or am I awake?
Do the lost dimensions feel me same
Am I real or am I an image?
Does my shadow know about external rage?
Presentation weighs down the weaker men
Like the invisible glass between the sky and sand
Laws drop in by one's experience
Gained by stars in ways mysterious
Some may see, Some may loose
Some may find themselves an amazing muse
Imagination rests in the third eye
The one that may be on the right side
Am I defined or am I awake?
Do the lost dimensions feel me same
Am I real or am I an image?
Does my shadow know about external rage?
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Author:
Ashish Sankhla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 4th, 2023 12:02
- Comment from author about the poem: How come this beautiful movie is hard to understand, scientific studies or spiritual practice, tears or cleaver argument, sex or lonely routine etc I think I need to leave it behind.
- Category: Nature
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