English: Part of the Deep 3 Deep Public Survey...

English: Part of the Deep 3 Deep Public Survey field, showing the brightest galaxy in the field ESO 570-19 (upper left) and the brightest star UW Crateris. This red giant (upper right) is a variable star that is about 8 times fainter than what the unaided eye can see. An ‘S’-shaped ensemble of galaxies is also visible in the lower part of the picture. Imagine: all these island universes are about the same size as our Milky Way and contain billion of stars! (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the annals of uncivilized disturbed symmetry
I have found the one I was looking for
In the lush environment of the black hole
I have found the direction which I wanted to taste
Projections of the perverted truth which has been fed to me
The lies have gone to waste
In the chalice of my infinite mind which can easily hold 7 universes
I am sitting here all alone- Naked, untapped, unemployed, dissecting and drinking history
I want to finish history as its strong taste is burdening me
I want to have dimension defying futures but greedily all in the present.

The call for geometry wants us all in the order
The flagship of linear and proper thoughts, all channelized and rehearsed by society
But WAIT! I scream wanting to give them my iconoclastic improvisation
My raw unnatural shamanistic origin of the good kind
My body parts are actually my emotions which would give you a chemical feeling
Taking you into an uncharted perception
But let me tell you this from before, If I succeed
I will soon explode into the figurative part of your heart, bursting you
Into Non-dimensional, uncharted, perception defying revesero*

Oh I just felt asleep
Who and what injected the jerking then which made me wake up?
Was it my self-imaginary manifestation telling me this life around me actually is real
That it actually can do things, that the geometry is correct?
The geometry which I am programmed to be bound to,
Hence the jerk for me to come back to my bonded world,
To my idea of “normal” perception

In my wake hours also, I keep indulging in silent idiosyncrasies
As I fear my mind will become completely unchained and free
That idea of unconditional freedom isn’t conceivable in this dimension, throwing me into depressed dilemma
I certainly don’t want to be in that depressed state

So I keep doing little things in my attempt to stay in touch with “normalcy”
Stay in touch with “geometric reality” which we conceive here at earth
Keep my emotions normal, all societal stiff upper lip correct,
All for me to be “sane”?
But to be honest, I find it is taking me away from who I am…the anomaly of disdain.

Oh disdain, another day lost in mere vain
I want to change the perception of things, so that I get some meaning to my life
As of right now, it is as pointless as geometry for the sick

Chained slumber…slumber chain…a Tagorean era
Chained slumber…slumber chain…a Gandhian view
Chained slumber….slumber chain….a Lincoln act
Chained slumber…slumber chain….a Confucius strike
Chained slumber…slumber chain….I am all the personalities…
I killed them first, and then they existed again, becoming an Orenda
Through a portal called “idea” they disseminated

Free me of any molecular profanity
Free me of any bodily identity
As personalities live, die, are killed, and molested upon
But the conscious thought, it lives on
It only lives on to perceive uncharted, unimaginable dimensions

Naked is my body Abhik Shome
No, don’t put clothes on me as you put stickers on your Almirah,
Don’t put color on me, or I will be called a slur of humanity
Let me be unimaginable, let me be unchartered, let me be in the world of non-existence
As this is the only space left where the perversion of human brain has not yet reached.

Copyright © Abhik Shome.

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Note- In this poem, I have invented a new word. Revesero means the kind of perception and visual principles which exist in near eternity, millions of years into the future. As the universe is constantly evolving the set of rules, laws and principles for consciousness to exist would be quite different in that time then it is now. As there is no particular word describing it, I wanted to employ a new word which I created taking artistic liberty for creating this state of existence.

Abhik Shome

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