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…yours…mine…the same…the only one

If all of us truly knew where we are heading as a race…at least we would have realized it’s high time we ask for the correct directions



Omnipresent obscurity obliges only opportunists

Simple souls squalidly seek some surreal spectacle


Evil entourages ecstasy, entices errant eloquence

Fake faces form facets fostering faulty friendships


Castrated cowards cajole corrupted consciences

Delivering deadly doses, delivering dreary determinations


When whishes wear wobbly withered wrinkles

Lucid lanes laboring love lay lost – lonely – lifeless



  1. February 10, 2013 at 11:17 am

    splendid work ! and the new form of figure of speech used is wonderful! even with so much technicality,the voice is heard!

    • February 10, 2013 at 11:46 am

      Whew…sum effort it took ! Glad its worth…

      • February 10, 2013 at 11:48 am

        of course it is!

  2. March 10, 2013 at 1:10 pm

    I’d heard of alliteration… I’d seen it in poems by long gone poets… seeing it here is so refreshing!

    • March 10, 2013 at 1:20 pm

      …perhaps the one reading the piece matters the most 🙂

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