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Psychic Poetry

January 04, 2017

His Birthday

Hey Gandhababa, today is your birth anniversary, I have so much to say, But words fail me. I delude myself on my so-called word mastery, But in actuality, all I have today is tears. Tears of joy, tears of sorrow, tears of pain, Every single emotion I experience, cascades down my eyes, They express themselves

January 04, 2017

The World is Dreams

The human body is the war ground of Kurukshetra, Reality lies is the five senses, I see you, I hear you, I feel you, I smell you and I taste you! In the world of dreams there are no differences, I still see you, I still hear you….you get the jist!   The dream world

January 04, 2017

THE MIND IS NOT

All ideation, all revelation, all realisation has ceased. The brain is in delta. The ego is dead (temporarily), The memories are present, Yet, are ever adding to the storehouse in complexity and variety. The dream world often echoes the same mundane problems that plague me. So I wonder how can we presume that the ego

January 04, 2017

The Eyes

Why is it that I see eyes everywhere and in everything? I see eyes in the patterns on the tiles in my bathroom, I see them in smoke from my cigarette, I see them when milk or water spills on the table, I see them in the markings left by dried rain, I even see

January 04, 2017

ONTOLOGICAL MUSINGS

I exist, or do I? Is it because I think I exist, I find myself existing? Is it because I feel pain and longing that I exist? Is it the mere thought or feelings that makes me want to exist?   The misty raindrops on my face, the scorching Sun on my skin, The filth