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  177.     

Email Hell, Death is Less Painful

Is there a limit before they skim it
for me?
At this point, I have only 450 unanswered
emails
to read

Is that a sign of mental sickness
or just a minor lack of quickness?

I'm kinda hopin' 'they' kill my account
that way, no tension will mount.

Do I have to deal with that 'stuff'
I'm not feelin' it today, nor tomorrow,
nor yesterday I guess
nor last week,
months now?

A mess? Yes

but not for me
just lost friends/family.
Not really
just a lost me

Maybe the solution is to be a non-entity?

forward more obscenity?

Delete it all, assume new identity?

Delete is all, assume no identity
 
Mr. Nobody

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  178.     

Gap Of Loneliness

Sifting through daily activities, searching for clues to an
innate identity does not satisfy any inner yearnings.

Quietly forbidding, the essence of creativity lies waiting
in darkness.

Shells of innocent partaking, unfold silently from beneath
folds of life, uncompromisingly tepid, on wings of wax,
stepping lightly forward, always looking back.

Sandwiched are thoughts of yesterday, between insurmountable
barriers rarely ever seen, scaling the very edges of life, mountainous depths are keenly felt within.

Scattered alternately are breaking of ancient rules, falling
through vent shafts of cruelty, solidly breaking walls of
humility are the wrecking balls of life.

Countered unhesitatingly throughout many years, life-long
ambitions are only puddles of tears filling the gaps of
loneliness, rinsing clear, the small identity of someone dear.
 
RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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  179.     

A Naked Woman

I feel so cold,
Draw the wraps closer to me,
Yet it’s scorching as far as eyes could see.
I remember the time you told your friends,
“That’s the naked girl I sleep with”.

They marveled, for they had never,
Naively querying ‘bout the cost for the night.

“Nothing”, “she’s my girl, so it’s free alright.”
They secretly smirked,
Wondering about the novel introduction.
“Welcome to my world”, you said.

Ever since, I have been covered up,
I feel so cold,
I take more wraps to cover my soul,
And my sole identity.

The identity of a naked woman.
 
Shruti Goswami

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  180.     

New Identity

Landed up in a place where,
Everything seemed unfamiliar in that square...
Another topical competition in the run,
A Hi-Hello to everyone..
That's when you entered in,
Username & password signed in...


Different people in the world,
With diverse culture unfurled...
There I met you,
An identity to my memory...something new...


At first, you were an unknown dictionary,
Friendly, kind, pragmatic, though kinky...
Hard to read your pages,
Hard to pass through your glimpses...


Different people in the world,
With diverse culture unfurled...
There I met you,
An identity to my memory...something new...


But, now I think,
I can comprehend your blink...
Your move, your walk,
Your smile, Your talk...
Your care, Your grins,
Your stare and everything that I have seen...
 
Neha Aradhye

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