Tag: inspiration
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[330] Finding Answers
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Can we unimagine ourself? To be free from what we think we are To become what we were meant to be To let solitude become our friend that reveals to us the harsh truths of the stories we tell ourselves Can we demystify ourself? And see the problem as it is Smaller than we make…
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[329] In Limbo
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All my words speak the same tale A guilty world the feeling of shame Stuck in my ways with fading solutions To come here again is what you call fate Healing away to fall again wisdom only seems to fog my mind Am I Sampati or Sisyphus? depends on the way I choose to live…
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[328] The Heart Remembers Nothing
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If I could tell you what I think I would be so free or so I think I want to be you, I and everyone else at the same time I chase everything elusive like the hope of us getting back together All mired in confusion and in the gloom of failed magic You’re a part of my being but I can’t seem to recall you entirely like a book that you can’t remember you read but the feeling it gave still carries along I remember you like clouds that drizzled…
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[327] The Test of Dawn
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I give in to the dark of sleep before it’s sunless outside Self preservation of the highest order so I don’t burn away and can rather fade into a dreamland where I commit mistakes Where I live without the sword of perfection dangling over like it’s judgement day I wake up before the sun…
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[326] Before I’m Gone
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Look closely Usually, I say nothing meaningful at all What I say in what I write should be of no consequence to you but you can choose to listen to the things unsaid Listen to where your mind takes you when you read about my lonely night Look around you and see the world change…
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[325] Cloudy Mind
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Feeling nothing of consequence It takes a lot of effort to be normal I’m living with hail inside my head and I walk on rainbows with my eyes closed The reckoning wipes clean all that I cherish All that I’m left with are blindspots I become a shadow of a cyclone A…
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[324] Seas of Space
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Answers galore but none that fit my cadence Fragmentary focus of blinking eyes I wake up a thousand times each night I wish I was alive each time Forgetful dreams full of insights while traumatic nightmares fill my days to only shake my momentary faith and a shell that breaks I drown…
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[323] Zeitgeist of Our Times
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I recently learned the word “zeitgeist”, perhaps I’m late to the party but nonetheless, this word holds a great fascination for me. Its meaning in the dictionary is “the defining spirit or mood of a particular period of history as shown by the ideas and beliefs of the time.” According to a google search, it’s…
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[322] Architects of Change
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The rebels of today are still wiping the sleep off their eyes Dust off of books that remind them of the history that were kept from their uninformed minds They say it’s never too late to begin again So now it is the wisdom of a hunched back the focus of an athlete We’re the…
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[321] Together, we’re alone
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Similar lives meet to form bonds and a connection to last ages or so it felt like back then Now you sleep at a different time unable to pick up my calls while my inner landscape and its tectonic plates collide to form volcanoes of panic All I’m left with is a remembrance of you saying…
Smoke words every day. 