Feats

 Except before or beyond our flesh,

What’s betwixt is a closed order;

And I or you assemble feats built,

Otherwise, to never caved in, rather.

IF Time Cyclic?

If ancient civilizations were advance enough to inhabit planets, exoplanets or traverse interstellar, as contended by ancient theorists, astronomers & excavators, then is it possible that what ancient civilizations witnessed fate & lost its glories rather taking homo sapiens closer to the ultimate truth, present day homo sapiens too would reach the same conclusion in near future, come what may, let’s say, if in the case of time being cyclic?

Satiated

Once a Well that satiated thirst,

Of those around souls alive;

And not a drop of it that lost,

Never paved to nurture contrived.

Gemini Stance

 

When mainstream Liberalism absolutely surrendered to Left, birth of mainstream Right became inevitable which is entirely justified. Not the Liberal ideas, BUT ‘contemporary’ Liberals helped in deteriorating fabrics, systematically, in a step by step process, acting as a catalyst in every step -> backward. So goes with Centrists! Have you ever seen Liberals living alongside muck?

Precincts

Said she, ‘Precincts let beauties thrive,

So shalt be at distance, the divine!’

Could not be conversed even stuck in reek,

Made such harangue, precincts she seeks!

We’re All Indexed!

 Indexed online, indexed pages,

Indexed superfluous since ages;

Searches indexed far reaching what,

Per se in quantity in unenlightened mazes!

Liberalism isn’t Liberalism, Anymore!

Hyphenated or not, Liberalism is basically an extension of Left. And there isn’t such a thing in ‘present’ as Liberal Right as it would then void definition of present Liberalism defined by the Mainstream. I’m not here to write or elucidate what’s already written in books or Wikipedia (albeit sometimes manipulative) as that would be an absolute ctrl a+c+v & further pointless to add one more selfsame content in the online indexing.......

Fundamentals

 What’s fundamental since inception; spreads,

Grows to build abodes, its fruits never end;

If tainted, alas, clustered with wild in closed,

Know! What’s perceivable, isn’t as supposed!

‘Knowledge that should’ve never been bequeathed’

An old aphorism there’s what unveils truth,

That knowledge is a precious gift;

Greater its intensity, more force it brings,

Conscientious obligation, coated with guilt!