Tag: Fiction
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[163] Ignorance Kills
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On the way to destroy my demons. I carry answers to my failures in the form of memories of my success A past joy of winning weighed down by the uncertainty of the present times I live tedium in a loop pushing expectations far away walking in a green meadow underneath a cloudy storm The…
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[162] Blurred Times
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Revive who I was [an anomaly] when I first met you Try it one more time [persistence] Let me crumble before you It’s a wonderful sight Searching for a hand or grabbing for breath capturing it inside for times like this [delusional] when you take it all away or for times like those when you…
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[162] Blurred Times
Revive who I was [an anomaly] when I first met you Try it one more time [persistence] Let me crumble before you It’s a wonderful sight Searching for a hand or grabbing for breath capturing it inside for times like this [delusional] when you take it all away or for times like those when you…
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[160] Taken/Taking For Granted
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I fail to shrug off the fragrance of your rosy breath that curls itself like a wrinkle growing into my age Can I keep it even when you’re gone? like the sounds of your turning in the bed They drown out the winds of harshness that time carries with it as we decay into white noise…
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[154] Voiceless Rain
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Decorate your room for my memories to echo less Your lingering perfume wanes in intensity as I get undressed Tormenting clouds call me out to watch them perform a show for us tonight A show we’re both an audience of separated by space and time The show gets over and I remember that my umbrella…
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[146] To Better Beginnings
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I remember carrying the disappointment of today to tomorrow with the added baggage of guilt of not doing something about it yesterday To all my coping of adding humour to my demons or to all the mechanics of my defences that lay all your faults ahead of mine I am disappointed Sometimes I think about…
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[145] A Visitor In Your Park
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The air feels heavy when I feel your presence around even when I know you’re not around I think the grudges we hold weigh more than what forgiveness makes us feel I stumble on our memory as I walk on the same paths of yesterday I feel your presence again in this park like the…
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[142] The Aftermath
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All you are now is a tremor in my memory Like the coming of an earthquake but to me just an illusion of the mind All you’ve become now is just a scar on my skin Like an invisible tenant of my body but the one that makes its presence felt once in a while…
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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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[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?…
Smoke words every day. 