A locomotive Going Loco

A steady diet of charcoal black

fuels my steam engine mind

constantly being forced to blow off steam

at a plethora of false awakening dreams

leads to the construction of

black clouds overhead

what keeps me on track:

gravity or a tight schedule?

travelling from one deadline to the next

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Denatured Nature

My personality is little more than a bonsai tree

for a many a year I have waited patiently

to find the promised prospects that once awaited me

if only my will was wrought of steel

I could dare to feel

more than the four unyielding concrete walls

that drapes my thoughts like a pristine pall

New Sprint

I can’t hear myself think!

I’m invisible ink

Your eyes are ultra violet

enabling you to interpret

in the time it takes to blink

that I’m out of sync

with my immediate surroundings

how can you be so understanding,

when the rest of the world is demanding?

While my pen’s purpose is unclear

with you here

there is no cause for frequent fear

And I will remain of good cheer

My momentary melancholy appears

to disappear

as lots and lots

of dots…

accompanied by rorschach ink blots

along with scrapped plots

have transformed these thoughts

into Gordian knots

still I refuse

to forget my muse

even if the struggle is of no use

futile efforts shall produce

one line of genuinely good news

Hyacinth

Poised on a plinth is a Hyacinth

Stained Periwinkle blue by a Lachrymose sun

bid farewell to a radiant land clad in a garland

of Forget-Me-Nots and Morning Glories

soon to become living legend, one recounted in Ovid’s stories

 

The tears of Apollo stained the newly formed flower’s petals with the sign of his grief when he lost his beloved partner Hyacinth who lost his life to an accident of Zephyrus’ design.

Artist: Giovanni Battista Tiepolo

 

 

 

Game Review: Elegy For A Dead World

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A game that allows you to weave the story and bask in all its glory.

 

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Shape your reflections into stunning verse or prose, it’s all about how freely the thought flows.

 

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Explore the world of Shelly’s Ozymandias with all his hubris, Byron’s Dream… or Keat’s epiphany of his finite time in this world

 

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Don’t try to escape from the landscape but take it all in

 

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Never look twice at the same image with the same eyes

 

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Share your thoughts with players from all over the world and read their stories as well

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First I’ve seen of its kind, hope I’ll find some more

8.5/10

Humanitea

Humantea is here to stay

Some people are Green others Earl Grey

Saccharine smiles all round

The proverbial tree falls without sound

Paper boys shouting ‘extra! extra! Zero cal’

a word of advice pal,

There’s plenty of humanitea

But for the sake of individualitea

Never forget the “me”

Otherwise we’ll be little more than worker bees

Galvanotaxis

Lipotes= Left Behind

Vexillifer= Flag Bearer

A.k.a Baiji

Approx. 25 million years old species (Older than the Andes) that was driven to extinction by mankind.

 

While we are fishing for compliments on Facebook

species are being dragged to the brink of extinction

by a simple tool- the fisherman’s hook

Surfing the net has never been more fun

trapped in a small oxygen bubble of perception, we ignore what is being done

living in a virtual world where being caught up in the net is nice

and electric fishing is virtually unheard of

the newsfeed is populated by little fish manipulated by galvanotaxis

moving at the puppeteers beckon

thinking the worst of phishing

all the while forgetting much the same can be said for fishing

 

 

 

 

 

Game Changer

Written By: Wargasm (Dota2 Display Name)

So how did I get into Dota?
Quite foolishly, in hindsight, I accepted a beta invite from a friend.
And how did I become so good?
Practice, you know.
An eternal lust for perfection.
A willingness to learn from other cultures.
Because it’s like what they say, once you begin, there’s no going back.
But some people don’t get it you know?
They say I take the game too seriously.
Or that I have trouble separating it from reality.
And to those people I say, “Get good.”

Morpheus Meets Hypnos & Somnus

Explore the world of an unknown unseen light
Milky Way galaxy’s flawless fabric
I see all this in light of the unknown
As it refracts off the wall of dreams

Explore the world of an unknown unseen light
Milky Way galaxy’s flawless fabric
I see all this in light of the unknown
As it richochets off the wall of dreams

A question awakens on my invisible wall
Known and unknown the medicine-man finally glimpses
You are the purest image of my memories
mirage of treasures created by God unknown
God of dreams, Morpheus,
Hear this wail!

Peering into the dictionary of memories
Time captures all the galaxy’s stars
Find me the mind’s kiss of ambrosia
Encountering you in the dream land

A question awakens on my invisible wall
Known and unknown the medicine-man finally glimpses
You are the purest image of my memories
mirage of treasures created by God unknown
Hidden gem, woe, man of dreams, Hypnos, Somnus,
Fear this wail!