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Poem : And artificial beds

Twists around the spur with abrupt emerald advances,

he is almost entombed in indulging resin,

his boots are probably plastic,

that were once paraded like balloons.

Raising the sunken settings of unknown valleys,

he chances the inhuman slope of seven translucent shades -

a far cry from the novelties of lingering snow.

He may well cut a path through deepest waters.

Meanwhile,

in midsummer,

a girl records the wonderful colours of nowhere.

From the collection of poems entitled 'Mountains and Polymers as an alegory for life'

Poem : Perfectly white-enameled

An alpine spectacle - green-ribboned.

These floating dams and marble-like statues

hold the resemblance of tomorrow

logically,

the colour of prosperity

hides in shells of woven rivers

behind high walls and traditions.

From the collection of poems entitled 'Mountains and Polymers as an alegory for life'

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Poem : The process of melting away gradually

The breakdown of snowflakes,

translates a thousand things he touches.

These tiny star-shaped tunnels evaporate into fluffy masses,

an ever-increasing world of delicate filament.

The train was pulling into the transforming of particles above them,

changing the inexpensive hours of the horizon,

"Thank you"

said the woman.

From the collection of poems entitled 'Mountains and Polymers as an alegory for life'

Poem : An accidental continuous movement

Everything from knife handles,

to imitation grains of jumbled peaks,

present people with a breathtaking fact,

richer than the lungs of nunataks,

and more misunderstood than,

the uphill flow of vertical heights.

'Perpetual existence is the brim of a cup.'

From the collection of poems entitled 'Mountains and Polymers as an alegory for life'

Poem : Windows without glass

Segments pull away and fluctuate steadily.

The rounded sections shrink slowly,

with deeper transition,

becoming three miles of melting light.

The glacial staircase moves like the calculated body,

determined by the means of electric rivers and patterned panels,

passing through uninhabitable windows,

into unharmed climates.

From the collection of poems entitled 'Mountains and Polymers as an alegory for life'

...but in the process, I often find something beautiful