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[37] #NaPoWriMo (8/30) [To Be Noticed by Her]
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She pinned me down like post-its on her wall A reminder of a task so important after all But to see what’s in front of you is a constant struggle So I stay invisible, almost like the nose between her eyes Her eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes They speak of a time when suns collide…
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[36] #NaPoWriMo (7/30) [ A Bucket List of Dust ]
A list of imagination, impossibilities, reverence I had made Until dust had consumed it under my bed turning my conscience a far gone mirage Until my tired eyes tried to make sense of it still My weighty eyes drag on them, my spines they chill A list that screamed positivity, I chanced upon The first; achieve…
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[35] #NaPoWriMo (6/30) [ Smart Phone ]
I I feel caged in the morning The first impulse I feel is a notification I grab my phone II I feel smarter today The first thought, I will write on my notes I grab my phone III My grey matter stopped its chitter chatter The battery’s dead, it needs a leash I grab my…
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[30] What Have We Done To Each Other..
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Left alone screaming hold me, hold me These voices whisper secrets I ignore Crawling to whatever’s little left of you, just be Just be what you were A mere night is a nightmare now As I lie in darkness now What is night? Vast serenity, mystery of infinite space? For me, it is the horror…
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[27] A Gentle Awakening
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My lungs are corrupted You took my breath away Sucking all the air drifting through your hair Patterns on your face, the sunlight makes A gentle awakening in my heart No longer I reside in the dark ///
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[24] Shapeless Blur
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I try to be a shapeless blur that no one notices Curious about the ways I can hide myself Under the garb of jokes and stretched lips Under the static sound of nothingness that puts me to sleep Behind the curtains of clothes to hide my naked self Behind her strength when she puts her point across…
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[16] The Incoherence of Thought
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She writes an epic to me venting her ordeals Against me I stay shut, unaware of my own blankness She says words, words that surround me Like a legion I explode into a flurry of shakes aware of my own madness She wants me to be naked In front of a mirror I hide my…