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[sid] => 176618
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[aid] => mick
[title] => My ''Malarious'' Mind
[time] => 2013-07-30 07:09:01
[hometext] => Infected with Malaria, so weird the feelings, Coartem (a malaria antidote by Novartis) came to my rescue as always in the Tropics.
[bodytext] => Gosh! That mosquito bite Some nights ago The fragile demon of the tropics So frail innocence camouflage Greatest killer in human race Killed it, I thought that was all Spanked my neck the blood splashed So happy a sweet revenge Forgetting its peculiar legacy Malaria with plasmodia Coartem the remedy Novartis our lifeline Now my body reminds me Like it's acting a restless script Exhausted yet filled with pains analgesics only numbing my appetite My joints so stiff like the synovial is dry Body so hot, like a kiln of flesh My brains sleep, with my heart awake. My body so light Only carrying those heavy balls called eyes Through the agony My mind wanders Pacing through my lifetime-- The past, the present. Peeping into a brighter future So vivid the big picture Images so clear Scores of megapixels My heart tip-toes Serenity of the show it upholds Imaginations so wide The screen in 5-D Like rolls of moving pictures Perfect sequence so awesome The show so breathtaking Suddenly a sharp pain I felt, Whispering words to my thick skull "The most important is now". I need sleep to close these eyelids Like the curtains on a cinema stage So I don't sleep when tomorrow becomes now. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 462 [topic] => 74 [informant] => femyed [notes] => Edited per request in Poem Edit and Deletion Requests Moderator_18 Aug 1, 2013 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => surreal )
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