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~the wretched state of a state.. & of it’s heartmindbodysoul
the tarred highways
are gateways to hell
..garbages & sewage
in a clogged stagnation
on either stigmatic sides
.. an obnoxious whirlpool
this
wretched nation
buzzing more often
with ominous sirens
of ambulances in
misfortune carriages
of those dying.. haplessly
accelerated to death
in those obstinately
stuck traffic congestion
that is shamelessly
hungering blood
with it’s smoky choking
hot pollution & crowning
blacks of inhumanity
such roadside I
walk daily.. breathing
in a mixed bag of
locking in notions
& weighing down
emotions.. smelling unavoidably
a stabbing riot of passing on
smoggy blankets
from charcoal-winged
fires burning what? the
cemented hard graveyard city’s
faintly remnant hearts & feelings
within, ‘exorcising’
their lighted soul core
unto the blankness
of an unknown
blackhole somewhere
up above the nebulous
chaos that’s
never ever even
thought in their
shrunken hollow
heads.. to be
in the sacred holiness
of a floatative spacetime
holding all & nil..
& therein the sinfully
staining greyey streets..
also gathers in those
mirage.. a marrying irony
of a heavenly illusional garden..
only to turn to see.. a fragrant
tuberose wreath.. ahh, inhale
deep for just a second… that
instantly divorces sense
to it’s unmasked permanence
.. a stinking blandness.. from it’s
a wrapped over wreath.. over
this pitch black mortuary
van.. waiting to swallow
even more deathly
silences & screams
plasticised emptiness
cages.. these soulless
lethally hybridised humans
roam everywhere aimlessly
to .. abnormally bulging
vegetative vessels .. as
bloody ticking pests over
the sapped out skeletal
-the barren earthen
skins.. it’s soul
(h o p e f u l l y)
yes, it’s soul
droplets sucked unto
the One Conscious
black hole.. showering
back as super conscious
rains .. that which
cleanses & returns back
our lost souls.. back in
place.. as a nomadic
wild primeval beauty
in a free forming
primordial beginning
.. a pureform
nature . only
that.
Published 24th Jan 2025
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