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The Author has tried to paint words, with his imaginations and abstract illusions. Most of the poems have embraced the art of postmodern literature. It is an anthology of poems written in various mood swings, oscillating in a pendulum of colors. The Author has penned this book in an attempt of giving life to the tropes of unworldly imaginations.
Play slow music, shut your brain's eye, orchestrate your soul and mind. You are there...
This book is an amalgamation of various things like literature, psychology, aesthetics and surrealism.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
Hazy mirror and a razorlay crossed aside sharpscissors of acrylic handle;Slow music in the backgroundpiped bloody bluesA nip in the ravenousstomach of filthy tubepopped green gel…Bristles from the wood, scoopedcool neon gel from thy tubeclogged its meltdownin thy hot noon airWhich flowed contritely through thy grilled window;
Brushed his face Which grew light untonsured hairgrained and hued like dark oakerecting a cloud of white foam… He held the razor, byher erect plastic buttsolemnly regretting the act;He made rapid crossesOn his black-sea facecollecting thy latherin a bowl, melange of liquid cigar ash beige soap lather;
Studying his shaven cheekhe laid razorblade asidefrowin’ thy milk red foam;Sharp razor had hewedtiny freckle cap on his lower cheekwhich erupted red lavaamidst black-white sea…A mild shower andslow saxophone radio musicpleased him a degree;His long black hair wet as boggy snakes spiralled unconditionally Secreting chemical aroma;
He tangled thy sun-dry hairakin giant cotton black balldraped it with jasmines tied diagonally to a twine; wrinkled paper lay on yellow girl gown with white talcum powder…Dimethicone on open raw freckleoozed burning sensation;licked his finger,his finger licked the cutPainted red full moonon his forehead, round and round;two more circles of liquidred paint on top of it…