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Faren Rajkumar
Finding meaning even where there isn't any.
Graduate Creative Writing & Poetry student, music teacher, writer & photographer. Whatever I'm doing, I'd rather be reading a poem to a tree. I'm also a long time violinist, fledgling vegan, passionate Hindu, and lover of flowers & the earth - I dream of moving to a rural town where I can grow my own vegetables, make music and write books, salute the sun with yoga each day, and dream under the stars. I'm here to share all of these things, the things I create, the things I love and the things that inspire me, with you.
Interests: Poetry, literature, music, food, Hinduism, memories, vegan food, photography, flowers, gardening
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not who but why am I why do I run from the screeching hellish design of my own mind only to find the road dark and long and you farther not why but what makes me quiver what fear keeps me from embracing the shadows alone and sing them the... Continue reading
Posted 4 days ago at Wanderling
one day you won't be there oh, how i'll run and i'll still be bright without the burn Continue reading
Posted Dec 5, 2017 at Wanderling
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i feel your milky way gaze, so prophetic naming my most secret constellations while i love you wild until it hurts so fucking tell me what haze overcomes my mind this night? tell me the color the sound and don't shame me for undoing the silence with my recklessness dark... Continue reading
Posted Nov 30, 2017 at Wanderling
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I consider the entire Earth to be my home, and all her life forms are my family and my responsibility. I long to be a giver as quiet and dignified as the Earth, who provides and forgives and feels no fear in letting go of the ones she loves. Like... Continue reading
Posted Nov 28, 2017 at Wanderling
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it will be an aching sunrise on a faraway coast, drowned in a lonely taste and it will not be me who arrives with the light but my shadow and you will find only butterflies and grains of sand linger where a love sweet like the fragrance of summer's eve... Continue reading
Posted Nov 25, 2017 at Wanderling
i will awaken to see the world with eyes like daisies and why ever would i cry when i can hold close to my heart the miraculous unfolding of triumph over endless longing and vibrations of the wildest love undoing my skin like droplets of sun falling through spaces in... Continue reading
Posted Nov 21, 2017 at Wanderling
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into the trees i long to disappear knowing too often, i falter too often, i forget what beauty awaits if only i listened oh, if only i knew when i walk among them in the woods all the forces that conspire to kill me they too, whisper to me in... Continue reading
Posted Nov 16, 2017 at Wanderling
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how does one kill fear i wonder if wandering alone is the cure or the cancer and i am blinded overcome by the power of silence when i reach for a higher calling and find only flowers few and far in between my own great escape for i am only... Continue reading
Posted Nov 7, 2017 at Wanderling
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i am prepared to swallow the sunrise even if i choke on the fire & flames because if i can't have eternal beauty then neither can the sky Continue reading
Posted Nov 4, 2017 at Wanderling
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the waves below cry their greeting arms of the Atlantic dance, beckoning to this wild and watery eyed girl like a story told long ago of the cliffs and where children should not stand lest they be taken by the wind and the tempestuous water yet, here i wait aware... Continue reading
Posted Oct 30, 2017 at Wanderling
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acting alone the sun sets the ocean on fire with a lightness all its own and i ask myself, "am i alone, too?" treading the waters above divine solitude recalling my origin my own sacred intimate flower-like glow, and never in need of anything more, i will return to the... Continue reading
Posted Oct 26, 2017 at Wanderling
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today i choose to roll with the thunder, with the demons, with the night, and be unafraid today i choose to walk as if i turn the dirt to diamonds because i have learned when i crave a prayer to seek shelter at my own feet today i choose to... Continue reading
Posted Oct 16, 2017 at Wanderling
there is darkness at the edge of everything gold i know and rain in the valley between lies the sky undone by a storm and i picture your body with some body in the place where the clouds come from and there it is for all to see the making... Continue reading
Posted Oct 2, 2017 at Wanderling
every night i'm burning for something for something it's me on the edge bleeding love into the valley where i stand alone heart in hand hand in a fist shaking at the bitter red sky as seen in the reflection the oil slick surface of black pupils wide awake on... Continue reading
Posted Sep 21, 2017 at Wanderling
can i help it if the morning comes and i break into dust and when the night arrives again i break this time into stars Continue reading
Posted Sep 20, 2017 at Wanderling
i am surrounded by fools self absorbed marionettes on willful strings dancing begging to be witnessed begging for love did i ask look in my eyes and tell me did i want to know is your mind the only one on fire is your heart the only one that raucously... Continue reading
Posted Sep 15, 2017 at Wanderling
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love is the refusal to accept my soul traveled all this way through graveyards of stars just to survive Continue reading
Posted Aug 29, 2017 at Wanderling
say something like you love me before i find proof in the sky my empty cup the cold side of my bed that you never will Continue reading
Posted Aug 28, 2017 at Wanderling
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sicker than the atmosphere i descend to find chaos at play low-life thunder a silent incarnation astray among the mindless the meek unworthy of earth the blue and gold sky witness to the riot and siren call of illusion heedless of a grander design and when the tides spill over... Continue reading
Posted Aug 21, 2017 at Wanderling
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i came for the mountains, but stayed for the fear and the cure found in turning up your palms at the height of creation where you see through closed eyes deliberations come to die Continue reading
Posted Aug 21, 2017 at Wanderling
My left foot slipped off the curb too soon and the back of my shoe grazed hard against the cement. I lifted my foot backwards, awkwardly, to check the damage. Yep, a curved cat-like scratch and a messy streak of velvet gone, rubbed away. Now there's a crooked smile on... Continue reading
Posted Aug 18, 2017 at Wanderling
you are first yours and second yours and third also yours and anything after that is yours to give (look at that, it's still yours) Continue reading
Posted Aug 16, 2017 at Wanderling
looking out over the edge you brought me here to blur the lines of the horizon and sky impossible and possible and tomorrow when i look up, alone without seeing a mountain my confused eyes will blink and remember how high how beautiful how free Continue reading
Posted Aug 6, 2017 at Wanderling
is my worst enemy intoxicating dreams like a brain fever awake a shadowy woman's voice her sickly sweet tongue making the subtle sound that touches your name melting the memories of me then i stir to find she was never real and the only poison is my restless inner eye... Continue reading
Posted Jul 29, 2017 at Wanderling
i looked up and saw jagged wounds in the sky lightning and fire a face deep-cut with lines of incredulous pain like original sensation when god touched man or was it the other way around? when man made god and painted him with light and fear learned to play dead... Continue reading
Posted Jul 29, 2017 at Wanderling