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Fugue?

Taking stock of ecstasy,

Not from a drug,

Just life in general,

Well maybe not ecstasy,

But could be motivation,

Just an urge to do work,

Knowing that you can improve,

Seeing a possibility in mind,

Spending sleepless nights,

Half awake-asleep,

Working for who knows why,

Is this what a fugue is?

I'm not sure, I feel light,

Hunched over, headphones in,

Music blasting-this is right.

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Burnout

I don't even want to write,

And so how should I go,

About writing from now,

Saying things over and over,

Is this really it?

Posting on Tumblr?

Writing a page?

Jotting in a diary?

Is this what my future is?

I guess this is burnout.

I need a break.

I need some time,

To plan out verses,

Stop publishing first drafts,

Yup, I need some time.

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Whispering Spirits

Look at the spirits who whisper,

In your ear everyday-thoughts,

Which you foolishly believe your own,

Are their will enacted by your ego,

Pause and take a breath,

Pay attention to the goings of the mind,

Is it really your decision to follow,

These emotions all year round?

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Quiet House

I want to live in a quiet house,

Away in the English countryside,

With a fair bit of land,

Where I can read and write.

Everyday a neat routine,

Spending hours in peace,

In solitude, in meditation,

Exploring the recesses of the mind.

Finding new literature and myth,

Writing tales of fantasy,

In poetry and prose,

Walking in nature when I'm bored.

Yes, I'd like a quiet life,

But I get dragged by lust,

And greed and pride,

Into the midst of others.

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Ritual

Now the lines flow,

To tear away the garment,

That divides flesh from flesh,

From the warmth of friction.

The rhythm of words,

Match the rhythm of bodies,

In a fleshly dance,

Under the moon and stars.

An ecstatic ritual,

Where memory and law,

Both vanish like vapour,

In a passionate moment.

Embracing this sin,

That flesh was born with,

Craved in moments of anguish,

Under chains of convention.

Now free to express,

In the lap of nature,

Bodies unrestrained,

As the day of their birth.

I invite you now,

To this sacred grove,

In body and soul,

When these lines flow.

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Can I Undress You?

Can I undress you tonight,

Before your man returns,

From his hard day's labour,

Covered in sweat, too tired,

To enjoy digging a face,

Between your plump buttocks,

To savour the sweet honey,

From the petals of temptation?

Just one lick to satisfy,

A thirst for passion,

That ignited in my loins,

When I caught you staring,

From across the room.

Now we should finish,

What we both crave,

Not as idyllic lovers,

But as beasts of the field,

Until that passion runs dry,

And we return to our lives.

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Grieving Feet

Can feet wet with grief,

Shed a tear for lost love,

As it steps through the mud,

On its conquest of carnal sin?

With so much longing,

It gets nothing in return,

For the plague of restless desire,

And an imagination so firm.

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Monsoon

Now this season brings rain.

Everyday I watch it pour,

Melancholy is the choice for most,

But I rejoice since I remember,

The blazing heat scorching my head,

These past summer months.

I remember the exhaustion,

As I listen to this thunderous downpour,

I remember the sweaty days,

And stuffy nights as I curl up,

In my cozy blanket now,

And sleep in late everyday.

This too shall pass, but,

I'm savouring it for now.

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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I'll Wait

Who went on a hunt at night?

I heard gunshots and screams,

A faint howl and a whimper,

Who killed the wolf that roamed,

In the dead of the night?

My weapon is untouched,

Bullets accounted for,

In the wilderness-not many around,

To be neighbourly, sweet and kind,

Then who went on the hunt?

The woods are fierce,

Unforgiving in this cold,

No one survives without a fire,

Yet I saw no fire last night,

Then who could it have been,

Who didn't claim this kill?

Leaving a carcass like a totem,

On my porch-a stranger,

Who acts in kindness,

Or is it a threat?

Either way I'm ready.

My weapon's loaded,

I have friendly words from scripture,

I'll wait for this stranger.

I have patience.

I have time.

I'll sit on this porch,

With a glass of hot coffee,

In my thick, warm coat,

And comfy boots,

I'll wait for my friendly foe,

I'll wait till my lights go out.

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Winning Poem

Can I write a winning poem?

I doubt it, don't trust myself.

My skillset is not up to it,

I question myself daily,

And I write daily.

Good or bad? I don't care!

I lowered my standards,

Just write! That's enough,

For now at least,

I'm still learning,

One day maybe,

They'll be good enough,

To move the minds and hearts,

Of total strangers.

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Growing Older

As I gradually grow older

Finding new interests along the way

Appreciating really simple things

In nature and life around

There is a deep desire, a want

To notice feelings in a flower

To gently guide thoughts in love

To frequent coffee after a shower

To simply melt into a hug

Existing in peace, relaxed, steady

Aware of the breath flowing on

In its own rhythm and harmony

Valuing early, deep sleep,

Discovering the joy in existing

Finding a happiness in routine

Enjoying silence and peace

As the days race by in grace

In every blink of my eyes

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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She Fell

She naturally fell

When she knew him not

She easily surrendered

Seeing just his face

She intuitively decided

To get real close

She automatically glided

In front of his place

She perfectly positioned

Herself beneath

She rhythmically moved

To match his pace

She actually enjoyed

The naked dance

She really thought

That it was romance

She casually travelled

About her way

She passingly saw

His girl one day

She fleetingly glimpsed

Her shattered dreams

She regretfully ended

Her trance in screams

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Prison Break

My mind made a prison for me

But I've never been a good prisoner

Always planning a prison break

Making a run for it everyday

And always hunted down

Dragged back to my cell

Tortured countless times

Tired, senseless, barely conscious

And yet, whenever I wake up

I attempt another escape

I flee to see the eternity

That rests in deep silence

In the darkness behind closed eyes

Hoping to one day make it

To the bliss of true freedom

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Intoxicated

My life feels like a rudderless ship,

Blown away by passionate winds,

Of fantasy and a world imagined,

True north always far away,

I hope for the day I awake from stupor,

The intoxication of pictures in my head,

Just to face a life where all must be lost,

From which freedom is certain death.

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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An Answer

Will you surrender your body

Knowing that I won't care

That I'll vanish like smoke

After taking my pleasure?

Will you still agree

To that arrangement of lust

With a uniqueness of pressure

In passionate embrace?

Or will you sail away

Buffeted by winds of feeling

Sucked into murky whirlpools

In your dream of madness?

I won't make the choice

You must make your own

All I need is an answer

A simple yes or no.

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Forsaken

Why have I been left to wander?

Father, like Jesus I ask,

Why have you forsaken me?

Giving me desires and telling me it's sin?

Giving me tools and strangling me in use?

Why do you do this? Is your grace so bitter?

Or are you not there at all?

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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Not Like This!

You cared for me when no one else did,

Were jealous when I was with her,

Gave your body to me everyday,

Hoping I would see your heart,

The care and the emotions,

The longing for my company,

Yet I never did see you,

I told myself you'd always be there,

And now here you are,

Sleeping before me,

Please wake up...just once,

For me to apologize for what I've been,

Please open your eyes,

I just want to see their light,

Just one more time,

Let me feel the warmth of your fingers,

Say my name, just one last time,

Say my name, I promise I won't ignore it,

Please say something, anything,

I'm so sorry, I never thought you'd leave,

Not like this, I hoped you'd find another,

Someone better...not like this...

Don't leave me, please! Not like this!

-Sebastian Devassy Cherian

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