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Dance, and the dancer in one by Sarveshwahie, literature

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Dance, and the dancer in one

All the masks I see, Seem to others flee, I know not more a feature, Than love, to my other creature… None asked you to bow, Neither would I, all on you bestow, For one and all is love, Signal of peace, my holy dove! Dance, and the dancer in one, Behold! Reality is a pun! Shades many, light none, Darkness babbling, dancers run! What good the fatal horns, When pierces it only mourns? A mere action of the beast Not complete as its feast! Rejoice! Happy men now rail, Free obscure men, others fail, I live by you, pure drop as dew, Other me, second me, but you! Dance me a love so rare, Divine be it to care, Blend of spirits as before, the p

In notes, miscalculated I read by Sarveshwahie, literature

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In notes, miscalculated I read

Persistence of a bird in sky, To a place they call high, Laden with malicious rays, Remind me of those silver days… On the roads, when I set sail, Unbecoming itself the mighty fail, Hither to me a spent other, Serpent of a warm heavenly smother… How I chanced the heaven’s greed, In notes, miscalculated I read, Steps of distress, justified in sorrow, More than a finger, my borrow! Of old, distress and melancholy, the call, In a world, a spider’s maze I fall, Dreams as cloudy as smoke, In sleeps help me choke… What in a piece of shade, When existence my only raid? Slipping away, I can hold no more, Forever,

Neither a Master nor Penitent by Sarveshwahie, literature

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Neither a Master nor Penitent

I beseech you son, Refrain! None a play too existent, Sin a life, itself in pain, Neither a master nor Penitent! One sided wall, a plague, Word me a sorrow so diseased, Honest it be a mural vague, Sleep! Today I reach the deceased! Wanderer of greens in high, Cur to my kingly solitude, Before the heavens chanced a cry, Stood forth a lustrous prelude! Puppetry a talk of fame, Cocooned in one’s own casting, Deformed a slave in loyal game, Show them a favour never lasting! Desire may I a darkness so immaculate, Devouring every emergent light, That none muster to calculate, And fear the dark its might! A silence so nois

Insights in heights by Sarveshwahie, literature

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Insights in heights

Slipped of a tongue’s away, I speak of this devil’s day. Smoked in treacherous dopes, they brimmed of splendid hopes! A note as a caution, to understand this notion, Decipher the tale as you may, Identify them! can you? Nay! A sphere immense of fools, two spent warriors prelude! Might, the weapon? A dream never comes true! How casual seems the cause, when they play only a two! A slaughter, a one, A shield, the other! A case of moving passions, Defeated humanity forever! Conceive, this container for the end transcends near! The battlefield, more a shame, Build the maggots where, a castle! Never to leave a pa

The Diary of a dead artist by Sarveshwahie, literature

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The Diary of a dead artist

The Diary of a dead artist, moulded of a cunning fist. Lying on a sacred high, Recite, the folly creation die! Solace in woods alone, crafts of distant clouds, of sunsets, of dawns, this tale, Residue or broken designs… Humbly I hold thee, a psalm, any a rejoice, Inevitable, as the forsaken fruit, Eyeing the waters, it delivered… A woman, robed of dark, The golden glare of thirst, a dream in making, Unnerving him, a conceit! Decipher, the legends not, For sagas are dear, the artist of name, in his dairy, his fame! Women, every now and then, Like shores in a stormy sea, to where I ship? Anchor here, and stay… Slipping off

The chants of pain by Sarveshwahie, literature

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The chants of pain

Come all ye faithful, sculpted by pretentious purpose, clad in joyous pain, carnival of broken shadows… Come all ye faithful. in ones or by twos, surrendering a false assurance, bathed in moral nectars. Come all ye faithful, breathe in the dust, exhale the deafening reason, for you spell a treason! Come all ye faithful, smoked in lecherous colours, mooned in pleased shame, into the orb smelting souls… Come all ye faithful, drenched in fame, embellished by rowdy admiration, You! stellar of mouldering name! O come all ye faithful, to the gates of dawn, deformed as the horn'd beast, for I play the chants of pain! ***

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Dance, and the dancer in one by Sarveshwahie, literature

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Dance, and the dancer in one

In notes, miscalculated I read by Sarveshwahie, literature

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In notes, miscalculated I read

Neither a Master nor Penitent by Sarveshwahie, literature

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Neither a Master nor Penitent

Insights in heights by Sarveshwahie, literature

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Insights in heights

The Diary of a dead artist by Sarveshwahie, literature

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The Diary of a dead artist

The chants of pain by Sarveshwahie, literature

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The chants of pain

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Sarveshwahie

Jul 29, 2013

The chants of pain

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Come all ye faithful, sculpted by pretentious purpose, clad in joyous pain, carnival of broken shadows… Come all ye faithful. in ones or by twos, surrendering a false assurance, bathed in moral nectars. Come all ye faithful, breathe in the dust, exhale the deafening  reason, for you spell a treason! Come all ye faithful, smoked in lecherous colours, mooned in pleased shame, into the orb smelting souls… Come all ye faithful, drenched in fame, embellished by rowdy admiration, You! stellar of mouldering name! O come all ye faithful, to the gates of dawn, deformed as the horn'd beast, for I play the chants of pain! *** F