Come here, Darkness; sit with me
Show me what I cannot see
Tell me tales of a faraway land
Where you float from end to end
Touch me with your lifeless hand
Sit with me and be my friend
Nothing is what it appears to be
In your void I breathe endlessly
Tag: Poetry
Do Not Read This
Let me clarify to you right from the start
Do not read this if you’re weak of heart
If your dear ones fear that you’ll tear apart
Let this be a warning if you’re unprepared
Do not read this if you are easily scared
Not even if you’ve lost a bet or been dared
Do not read this in the dark of the night
First you ensure that there’s plenty of light
Lest you may end up with a terrible fright
Do not read this to your daughter or son
Do not think this is going to be fun
In fact do not read this out to anyone
Do not read this. Do something else instead
Unless you want to mess with your head
Heed my words and you will be forever glad
Do not read this
Well, you made it till the end despite my warnings. In that case let me try another piece of reverse psychology on you. Do not press the Donate button below 😁
A Murder Mystery
I’m missing you terribly, Darling
I hope you miss me too
Everyone is only talking about us
Just like you’ve always wanted to
Without you life is incomplete
I wish I were buried too
Nevertheless our deepest secrets
Remain between me and you
They’ve tortured me endlessly
But I won’t betray you
I promise they will never find out
Why or when or where or who
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My Math Teacher
I am stronger and braver than most
I ain’t afraid of any ghost
But put my math teacher in front of me
I’ll wet my pants most certainly
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The Universe Is Me
I hold within me the spirit
Of everyone who’s passed before me
My ancestors and yours
Are locked inside my heart
Their breaths, their skin, their lungs
Their heartbeats, their veins
Are thundering in me
Likewise I shall bequeath my soul
My will and my memory
To every child and descendant
Who succeeds me
I also hold the soil and rock
And every element
That circles the atmosphere
In the cosmos and beyond
I am the world, the universe
The universe is me
The light, the mass, the energy
The radiance and glow
I am that and everything
Everything and everyone is me
Forever Flawed
When I see her I know
That I cannot be perfect
She is my flaw
My fatal weakness
She possesses me
I am in her control
With one blink of her eye
I lose myself to her
Is it within me to overcome?
Do I succumb too easily?
I have heard stories of strong men
Weakened by the power of love
What have I to lose?
If perfection demands that I cease to love
Then forever flawed I wish to be
Every Moment With You
Every year with you is an adventure
Every month with you is a phenomenon
Every week with you is a jubilation
Every day with you is a festival
Every hour with you is a revelry
Every minute with you is an ecstasy
Every moment with you is a poetry
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Deep Beneath The Ocean Bed
Deep beneath the ocean bed
Where no man has ever tread
Blossom a pair of dainty flowers
In a cave where mermaids tend
And fishes sing for nights on end
For the plants holding love’s powers
It is said that the glowing bloom
Were consigned to lasting gloom
Eons ago in the guise of lovers
Brutally killed and dumped in sea
By their own damned family
They found a home in the ocean’s covers
There they blush for eternity
Away from all monstrosity
Tangled and embracing for suns
And I know this to be true
I’ve watched their dance and sang their due
I myself was a salmon once
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Why Did You Let Me Die
Why did you let me die?
Answer me, my love
A small intervention from you
I could have been saved
Do not be scared, my love
I’m not here to harm you
I need an answer before
I pass on through the door
I don’t mean to intrude
Upon your serene dreams
Or turn them into a nightmare
I’m looking for salvation
As you seek mental peace
Did it not hurt you
To see my light extinguish?
Did it not affect you
As I fell into an eternal slumber?
You could have touched my hand
Held me close to you
Your warmth had always saved me
It would have been enough
I am not asking for much
I wouldn’t have bothered you
If it didn’t burn me inside
Give me an answer and tell me
Why did you let me die
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Mystery of Existence feat. Richard Dawkins at the Royal Institution, London
Had the privilege yesterday of being amongst the audience at a discussion featuring Richard Dawkins, Richard Swinburne, Jessica Frazier, Silvia Jonas and Jack Symes held at the Royal Institution, London.
What’s more? Richard Dawkins signed a copy of Outgrowing God and he even posed for pictures.
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