A LUNATICS ELIXIR THARUN

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. Robert Frost

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A poem is never finished, only abandoned. Paul Valery

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Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them. Charles Simic

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things. T.S. Eliot

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Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason. -

Novalis

If you cannot be a poet, be the poem. - David Carradine

PREFACE

A tiny space between conscious presence and recalcitrant absence brings out either disaster or something beautiful. Disaster brings chaos but the beauty gives delight to the self and to those who sense the aura around it. It is synonymous to the joy after solving a difficult math puzzle, winning a national competition, attaining perfection in meditation and also something un-definable. It sees everything at its true face. It believes in the purity of the nature. It senses everything as it is. It becomes what it is and what it ought to be. Nothing and Everything.

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CONTENTS

1. A Maze of Life 2. I am Your Boy 3. The Chirp 4. I Belong Here 5. The Dark World 6. Tough Thigh 7. The Unseen Ghost 8. Who am I 9. The Getaway 10. The Spirited Spirits 11. The Lemniscate 12. Fuming Blood 13. The Impulsion 14. The Paradise Lost 15. You Celebrate 16. You Made Me Feel Real 17. Only Me 18. A War With The Heart 19. My Queen 20. Kiss Me To Sleep 21. Divine Rose 22. Filling Life 23. You Are My Valentine 24. The Sparks 25. An Excuse

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Killing Pulling The Morning Cry The Diamonds Raining The Brown Nostalgia Inhumane Life Sucks The Wincing Soul The Mummy An Atheist Song Liberal Hiatus A Soulful Celebration The Realism Wishing Sweet in Fall The Beauty of a Witchcraft Sediments of Love My Greeny Pony A Battle with the Dark Melittological Christmas The Elixir

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1. A MAZE OF LIFE Some lives gave me a life which I never understood its meaning To live and die or to die and live, to what should i show my leaning I have been forcefully bought into a place which I am always new Whether the things or me is upside down, that I never knew Tell me which is better, to love or to be loved? Only the stars of the sky seems to be my beloved I have huge wings to fly away to my very long dreams Just by awakening it is not so easy as it seems Life melts away even the strong stoned lions heart It never taught me how to pull the sorrow filled heavy cart Nothing I could do except lying down with the weeping eyes! My biggest enemy sleep runs away from me with so many lies! I think the better place for me to rest is the high skies! ─●♦♦■♦♦●─

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