Tag: Poems
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[70] A Guide For Forgetting Happiness.
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To let monotony tire my heart I wake up. Instead, my existence is tired. A search for meaning compels me to pick up worry, confusion, frustration on the way. At last, the meaning arrives in the form of a lie My grey drizzly day ends with the quiet of my mind It’s funny how sleeping…
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[67] Fullness of a void
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She lies beside me in a wakeful slumber Gulping down the dose of not speaking secrets she hides To watch her eyes, I am reminded of the colours of the space The lesson they provide: to not go beyond what you’ve been given The reason why she tells me not to look in her eyes.…
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[66] Writing Exercise: “In A Regretful Room”
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Where am I? An 8×10 square room with a feeling of no air. White walls with dirt marks caused by the edge of my dirty feet mirroring an eeriness inside my mind. The bright white light blinds me for a millisecond and then I see again. A table of inferior quality stands on its four…
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[65] My Darling
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Terrorise me through your love, my darling Force your way into my mind Break what I’ve made until now because you call for a masterpiece made of and for you entirely. Be violent in your approach, my darling because I exist for a passion that numbs the world that we live in, to enter the…
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[62] Social Media Detox: Day 1
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Living inside ideas of another men and women is what we have been doing since the dawn of man. Novels, movies, stories, even the social constructs are us living in an idea of another men and women. It seems perfect and quaint until we start questioning it because some ideas are faded in their authenticity…
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[60] Musings from a dark silent box.
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I In a dark silent box, I’m breathless A revolt broods like lava Like a calm before the storm She moves inside the box and gives me music. II I live somewhere in between your remembrance and denial. You live somewhere in between my fragrance and a lie. We speak through shapes of clouds, the…
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[56] you (don’t) speak
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from 2 am to 5 am our souls whisper like its meant to be then the sun wakes up and it all fades out, you get all dressed you put up the wall again, the wall again. i wait for it to fall down, crumble down but it just does not i wait for the…
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[55] A New Legend
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I drag my misery with me To the light clouds shaped mountains Hoping they’ll lift the weight Put me at halt, a work against gravity Offer a refuge to my restlessness A home to my anxiety And give me a pass to leave them there And tell me not to be a snowball Collecting panic…
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[54] Poetry By My Nightmares
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Nights terrify as the rain drowns my scream The wind that held answers is distracted to amuse paper boats and drive it to sink with me. A numb sleep lets you meditate and makes you dream of colours. Avoiding red, you accept the blues A lighthouse like a morse code, wrecks you. A…
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[53] God’s Lonely Man
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I don’t think anyone cares I think I am the problem I think I think too much I am accepting this pain Acceptance has been the only thing has given me some respite From the constant thundering of my heart and my brain to quiet Acceptance of the things I can’t control That includes people’s reactions…
Smoke words every day. 