Tag: NaPoWriMo
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[547] The Deadliest Sword
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Everything he saw merged before his eyes But before it merged Everything was distantLost in his inner world,he stood by the riversideHolding the deadliest sword known to mankindA boat arrives and he sitsThe boatman is smiling The warrior is smiling So he asks ‘Why?’The warrior recollects horrors He reflects on his inner demons He thinks…
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[536] Wisdom of Reality
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Renouncing living for overthinking,Renouncing reality for imagination,Contemplating the context for their contusionsTo forgo the feelings of their healingI am an owl that nudges,At a time when eyes adjust to the dark,A meeting point of dreams and reality,Where nothing seems clear, yet everything’s rightAn eagle of reality swoops,away the mystery of the owlI thought I saw…
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[535] Until We Meet Again
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To meet her once is to meet her for all eternityHer auburn hair a flame, ablaze in ferocityComfortable in silence, comfortable in selfThere is a lust for an experience that is beyond selfA hereditary habit of reading newsTo meet her again is a chance to be rebornShe has never had a crush (at least that’s…
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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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[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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[449] The Ages of Man
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Every way that anyonehas tried to show me always ended up in a cul de sac Feverish intensitiesBurnt out cavalryEmotional fallacies I retrace my stepstake a left from the bush of ignoranceand a right from whenever I felt right Pride can lead to vanity and I neededto reach a zone outside of my comfortThe haven…
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[448] The End of Our Beginning
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The birth of the world and its dying echocan be heard in a shellLike that, I try to find the beginning of our endin the silence you left behindI lied when I told youthe first time we talkedwas the first time we metwhen I saw you every day sipping your morning cup through the cafe…
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[447] The Potential In You
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I mask a mask of survival that has overstayed its welcome likedrizzle after a stormThe mask is a shapeshifteran excuse spitter, so naturallyit dreads questions that revealits truest nature, so I dare askWhat do you fear to admit?How deep is your survivors’ guilt?What disappointments do you hide?What memory do you block through denial?Does grief stop…