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[137] An Ode to Stupidity
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The weight of my intelligence weighs on my stupidity and I carry it like an exercise in style but waiting for you to tell me that sometimes intelligence is negligent and some rawness of our mind is elegant where nothing comes out of a filtered brain and all you care is to get that weight…
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[136] Exagerrated Truth
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To substitute for life I create art and in its wilful expression I find myself sometimes lurking in the corners of nowhere lost and fearful of what lays ahead but still holding on to what good lies behind Entangled in the mood of Tokyo I create haphazard memories of tomorrow Neon lights droop over my melancholy…
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[135] #NaPoWriMo [1/30] {Book of Shame}
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Buying words only not to read because the will to write them sometimes surpasses the stream of thought needed to hold a book and just be Even though I don’t read enough I still buy them to keep them in my cupboard like the secrets I horde that I’m guilty of having like the secret…
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[134] Loss For Words
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The sky waves in its colourful intensity I struggle to intensify the thoughts in my head to write them like they used to before to get my mind talking to my fingers The lies that used to come so easily now hide behind the truth of incapability Memorable performances for the crowd is a rarity as…
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[133] Afraid Of Acting On My Dreams
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Dreams of shooting stars because I’m fearful of acting on my own dreams A trip to the mountains A life out of time created out of a vacuum is what exists in my mind An escapist idea it is to run away from the reality or maybe this reality we talk of is just the…
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[132] Out Of Your Zone
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sorrows of your plight hit on the periphery of my vision I hope someday they’ll jolt me out of my being connect me to your zone and closer to what you feel you stand beside the pond fearful of the cold water strength evades you like the impermanence of a wave you drown in your inability…
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[129] Mind As Summer
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My mind is summer now. Languid in its breathing of thoughts and idle in its progression of time. There is a blinding of the heat that is not surprising as it numbs the mind. Time & again it finds a shade of hope only to realise that it was an illusion of my own scorching…
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[127] Life: A Parody
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Aren’t we all just parodies of our true selves? Trying to feign reality but only becoming an amusement in return. We are always striving for the illusory knowledge of ourselves but all we find is an illusory illusion which breaks when we probe further. Where does the answer to the quest of our journey lie?…
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[127] Life: A Parody
Aren’t we all just parodies of our true selves? Trying to feign reality but only becoming an amusement in return. We are always striving for the illusory knowledge of ourselves but all we find is an illusory illusion which breaks when we probe further. Where does the answer to the quest of our journey lies?…
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[124] We Live To Die Again
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The lie of your fragrance it keeps me alive The lingering waves of the ocean of truth sweeps me aside I lie here with your distant memory to make me alive But the boredom of everyday existence sweeps me aside A whisper of unsaid things curl around my lips again to watch you not knock…
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[118] Remnants Of Your Remembrance
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A silent sentence I pass on myself like the stillness you’ve left behind bit by bit it rips apart the colours Now all there’s left is a monochromatic melancholy flashbacks of your memory They haunt me still like a deja vu I try to brush it aside as my mind’s trickery when all it does…
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[115] My 5 Most Popular Blog Posts for 2017
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I started this blog as an experiment to become a serious writer after all. Writing has been therapeutic, cathartic and productive in helping me come close to my imperfect perfect version that I seek to achieve. My goal was to write 100 posts in a year and I completed it with 14 more, so you can…
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[108] The Nostalgia Man
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He always spoke and moved in the past tense as if living life backwards All he wanted was a time-machine forgetting that the past would become the present and the present is not sweet like nostalgia but bitter than before it’s a realisation that your problems exist and that the gone will remain gone now He…
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[107] Persona Of A Writer
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All of our thoughts, ideas, ideologies and viewpoints are not real or at least, not our own. All of these are things that sound admirable/respectable. These are things that we steal from films, books and other personalities to form our own. Just because we think we understand these ideas and have no logical argument against…
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[94] Your Slow Decay
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You fill me up with starbursts of your disquiet as what you are, lives around the dark it has a history of you trying to search for a comfort of a home, aimlessly It survives behind the shadows of all the misunderstood ones It lingers at the border of my understanding only to gently betray…