Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 40 – Personal Grudge

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 40 - Personal Grudge Universe, you hold a personal grudge against me.
Everything in my life feels planned-
not by chance, but by intent disguised as luck.
I arrive at the wrong time, the wrong place,
as if each moment were plotted by a hand Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 34 – Heaven and Hell

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 34 - Heaven and Hell
Like a fish needs water,
like a lion wants meat,
like the poor need money,
like the hungry crave food,
I want reciprocation of afffection Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 26 – I am Poor

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 26 - I am Poor
What would a man with such character walk like?
Forward without optimism,
disciplined without reward,
solitary without self-pity,
ethical without spectators. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 15 – Metacognition

Ronie Dinosaur - Chapter 15: Metacognition My mind is trying to solve my own mind
and still can’t name the crime-
what for, what’s the big deal.
I have walked the entire distance
from blank confusion Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 11 – Philosopher and Athlete as God

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 11 - Philosopher and Athlete as God When philosophy becomes God,
it turns into Ronie Dinosaur.
The highest state is reached when thought is lived so deep-
so pure, untouched, the primal line-
that it crystallises into a truth needing no sign: Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 5 – When the Lamp Burns Yet the Light Is Missing

Ronie dinosaur Chapter 5 - When the Lamp Burns Yet the Light Is Missing
I. Society’s Blindness
A baby never laughs when it is in pain-
it cries.
But society refuses to accept pain as truth.
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Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 2 – Unbreakable

I was silenced at my questions-
each one met with a quiet no.
No one ever saw
the artist’s heart hammering inside me,
the poet’s tongue,
the philosopher’s gaze. Read more from here...
I am Poor

I am so poor
that in the underworld I live in,
when I look up from the very bottom,
I can’t even see the poverty line
drawn across its sky.
Twinkle, twinkle little stars- Read more from here...
