Tag: art
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[533] A Take On Modern Love (And Listening)
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Utter confusion in metries to find an understandingin the way you listenin the way you livein the way you breathdeaf, blind and mute Your loudest thoughtstands on the edge of every smileYour smallest inconveniencesfind a way inside my headThey take up the spacethat I could have reserved for my own I give away the space…
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[532] The Divine Tide
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What escapes us every day tires usBut, is it keeping me alive?Eyes linger, mesmerised by stardustWhat escapes us every day tires usWarring feelings, which one to trust?A headless dove clutters my designWhat escapes us every day tires us But, is it keeping you alive? “NaPoWriMo Day 4: Today, let’s try writing triolets. A triolet is…
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[531] As She Fades
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When I am standing on the edge Revelling at the vista, which the mist blurs I forget the lovely image, hers, asShe fades… fades… fades awayOver me, joy has taken me in its veilMore a creature of this world And one less angel on the earthI want nothing more, nothing lessWhen I am standing on…
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[530] Broken Pieces of Our Past Lives
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An aftertaste of when the mind’s apocalypse ends, blissRed lipstick on my soulA feeling that lingers in the infinite pastThe warmth of a past loverThe apathy to accept that it will not returnThis is the sound of the universea portal to another world where I bloom in the discarded NaPoWriMo Day 2: Today’s prompt asks…
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[529] The Hollow Earth
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where vulnerability goes to diewhen the listener is self consumedwhere love goes to hide when you’re not presentthe hollow earth and its ravenous voidthe space of no returnwhere lightning cannot be capturedthe constant beating of the heartconsumes all friendshipschasing a lost memoryrunning on lost groundi see the glimpses of remembrancebut forgetting makes a distracting soundwhere…
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[528] Thirst and The Desert
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In hopes of capturing a silent pulse of life I abandon hope itself Desiring and pining for a perfect life I abandon perfection itself Feeling the need for balance I abandoned feeling itself Trial and error is abandoned to make way for Trial and triumph
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[527] Forgetfulness of Individuality
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I dwell in the forgetfulness of my cosmic natureA spectacle unfolds, for all to witness.The gradual implosion of my beingFlowing state, now a distant memory,Lost, drifting in the vast ether ever-expanding I seek to learn about myself from another’s thoughtsTheir emotions, feelings, and situationswhen I could cultivate my own gardenand let my kindness sprout against…
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[526] For The Last Time
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my tiny impulsescarry me to the distant pastcarry me to the near futurebut never fully present you areinvisible to me different livesdivergent universewhy does it still feelyou know me better my tiny impulsescarry me to you my growth in the nightwhere is your sunlight?faith in synchronicityfate seems destinedto make me forget youto make me forgetful…
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[525] Vivid Night, Vivid Light
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As I gazed upon my lifeI see a divide so clearMy yearning soul and the worldly strideMy ambition rears its teethas authenticity dies a silent death My heart craves revelling in the inner realmbut the external world the sound of a drill in my mindI am reminded of my privileged lifeAnd the inner light that…
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[523] Count Me Out
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When the lights go outI’m left with a lack in melike damage dwells in my kneeIs it pain or upward spinal ecstasy?Playing catch up to my thoughtsAn utter abandon of prideShudder and stutter in speechAll the ravens waiting for meIn the painting of my lifelies a dark centre amidst delightMelancholic bitter sweet flightA confident self…
Smoke words every day. 