Short Poems

WHAT ARE DREAMS MADE OF?

Dreams are made of crystals
of brittle blue fibers
and hollow carousels

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DROWNED

Where am I?
Let me penetrate the
depths of my ocean
in which I am drowned
and pull myself out
of my sentient being.

Then I shall see a
world not yet known

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THE SELF

Crave for it
Yearn for it
Search for it
Suffer for it
For it is you
in your entirety

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MOUNTAINTOP

Kill the ego
and feed the eagle -
or Kill the eagle
and feed the ego.