Tag: Creative Writing
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[562] Cry Me Rivers from Another Galaxy
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Cry me riversstill waiting to be mapped in another galaxy.My emotions rehearse themselveson a worldly stage of false fallaciesWords drift in the ether, circling, circlingall of them unfinished,all of them searching.Suppressed stories of the childfind its way on the pages of timeThe myths of humankindrepeat in the salt of our tearsThe lost, the unnamed,their pain…
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[561] Long Day’s Journey Into Night
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I can’t wait to feel the sorrow.It came late, but I still follow.The light returns to whatever heavenit came from,And I turn my backto not feel the shine of love,to feel all the lack.How can it be truewhen lies are all I gather?How can it be truewhen I don’t seem to bother?I observe my gradual…
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[558] the caterpillar will (won’t) become a butterfly
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My mistakes, puddlesreflect with restless worriesI bend to touch themfeeling unborn tomorrowsof all that I wasn’t today Wrote a tanka today to get into the rhythm of saying more with less. It’s a japanese short form poetry system with 5-7-5-7-7 syllable scheme. Give it a try! Art by Friedrich Hechelmann
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[551] how to find the power within
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Confusion jets its way into my veinsA task met with resistance through intellectIt fails to clear it So I ask the intuition in me to guideIt looks at imagesA broken finger, a scattered mindA soul of delusion, no peace insideA broken finger fails to writeBut it serves as a reminderAs the passion to make sense…
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[550] The Subtle Body’s Tale
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“You have been silent for too long.Tell me a tale.So much time spent in solitude—In living, in limbo, and in not living at all.You must have a story to tell,Emotions to make me feel,Thoughts that made their wayTo epiphany.”I have been holding a thread on two ends,pulled by fate and fear,ensuring it doesn’t breakunder the…
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[549] The Power of Silence
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In the silence, I finally sensed everyone’s inner lives. Some sit with their thoughts, some write down what they ignore during conversations, some switch places, denying their bodies the gift of stillness, and some meditate on God. Each person is at a different stage in life, yet all face similar battles within themselves.Silence is the…
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[548] Tides of Time
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I wash up on the shore of Tomorrow Island,Sun yet to riseCan I skip the worst parts?Could I? Should I?Don’t want to live in should haves,Just want to feel, I am.Where do you think we gowhen waves return to the ocean?All the sand upon my handdoesn’t slip when it has already rained hereWhen life feels…
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[546] How To Remember and Forget
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In one sweeping gazeYou can tear it all apartSlippages of my past cut through my stoic civil warIt beats another life to unearth my anxietiesYet it remains invisible, omnipresentMy blindspots become the battlefield ofthe paradoxical dance of my intrusive fearsIt doesn’t make sense to live a lie of purity I suffer rhythmically and make a…
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[545] Waking from The Winter Sleep
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I was knocked out by the secret in the airDismantled by the yearning to touch her hairI wish to come home to the silence of my wordsI wish to come home to the thought of youLet’s meet behind the grief of yesterdayMeet me in suspended animation where we find a moment to exploreThe life before…
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[544] My Eyes
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The sacred feeling the universe in your eyesThe feeling of self a hazeBut a boundless connection to infinityIt comes, it lifts, then fades away,A fall that stretches, in disarrayTheories of life ripped awayAll instincts devoid of creativityThe sacred feelingthe moon in my eyes From my room’s windowI feel the celestial grace, a momentI carry out…
Smoke words every day. 