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 Oct 2012 Nick
Anonymous
Black
 Oct 2012 Nick
Anonymous
I am
no longer
a portrait,
I am
a collage;
I am
water,
the sky
colours me
Blue,
a pinch
of vermillion
makes me
blush Red;
I am
a mimic,
a schizophrenic
accomodating
one too many
minds
in an
overwrought head.
 Oct 2012 Nick
Duck
Damaged people are dangerous because they know how to survive,
And if you've never been damaged you don't know how it feels to be alive,
See struggle is the sauce that gives success its flavour,
when life kicked you down it was doing you a favour.

Cos it's in your darkest hour, not in prosperity
that you will realise your true ability.
Life dunks you in deep waters not to drown you but to cleanse you.
And that's just the beginning of what it will put you through.
But it's chiselling you down, you won't deflate.
It's not wearing you thin, it's getting you to your fighting weight.
Prosperity makes monsters, adversity makes men.
I believe when you reach the top life will yank you back down again.

You didn't break down, you just had a flat tyre
so get back up and relight that fire.
keep it burning and churning at the pit of your heart
and keep on learning and yearning and never fall apart.

Stare life in the eyes
and say "no matter how many times
my spirit won't break if my drive never dies"
So throw me a burden I won't lose my composure,
It's for this very reason that life gave me shoulders.

Get better not bitter
This weather will wither
I'll turn wounds into wisdom
sadness into spirit
tears to tenacity
I will never quit it

Take a deep breath and concentrate your stare
because a road with no obstacles never took you anywhere.
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 Oct 2012 Nick
Kamille Elizabeth
Forgive me
Never forget me
Though I'm out of sight
Don't let me out of mind
Don't banish me from your heart
You were never mine,
But I've loved you from the start...
 Oct 2012 Nick
Kamille Elizabeth
I got lost in the ocean one day,
The waves swept me up,
And carried me away.

Under the tide,
Deeper I went,
It's darkness surrounded me,
Made me safe, content.

I was secure in my ocean,
But I don't want to be in it anymore.
I don't think I can take it anymore.
I want out of the sea,
I want shore.
I don't want to drown anymore.
 Oct 2012 Nick
Prabhu Iyer
In the still night, a quest envelops everything like darkness
spread across the sky. Among shadows, a journey for light.
One last time like the night lingering at the horizon at dawn
he looks back: So long dear friend, companion ever on my
journey this far; You know everything, yet I cannot bear
to leave otherwise; Know not what perils beset my quest,
Yasho, this journey is mine. Words echo in the empty silence
of this early hour. This morning after, gusts of wind remind
of an absence, yet only the fragrance of love fills the empty
chambers where memories retire by royal robes cast behind.
Too great to be bound, some men; some love too vast to bind.
Siddhartha's journey is immortalized in many tales. But how vast was the love that enabled it?

What must have gone through the protagonists on the night of the epic journey?

*Yasho - Yashodhara, Siddhartha's wife
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