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The Madman, "Yes, three days, three centuries, three aeons. Strange they would always weigh and measure. It is always a sundial and a pair of scales."

Monday, March 26, 2012


As I sit here
And pour my gaze
Into those sea blue eyes,
I sense the vocabulary
From my stream of thoughts
Drying up.
Left flowing around are
Pure euphoric feelings
And wild emotions,
Jumping, falling, rolling,
Filling my imagination
With a blissful chaos
Like dolphins performing their dance of joy
In the Pacific sun.

Don't turn away from me your eyes;
They are now
The source of renewed life
For my parched soul.
They are the 'saaqi'
Filling my cup
With sweet, inebriating nectar.

Oh, exotic addiction!
Your eyes will be my undoing.

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