Tag: Poems
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[52] Maximising Misery
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Today the feeling in the air is of lucidity. I am served my emotions on a platter tonight. A knife is laid down on my side to either cut myself open and venture into the unknown yet important or just let these suicidal thoughts rust into oblivion. A choice between self-knowledge and happiness I am…
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[51] A Personal Story
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There is a sensation that I wish does not come to you. You are up, the sunlight wakes you. What is the beginning of the day feels like an end of you, to you. You try to shake these lifeless thoughts but in a blink, they have rusted and you can no longer repair them.…
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[50] Knock Knock Who’s There?
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I am alive, I know it The rigorous thumping of my door reminds me The lively riot inside me A live show it stages inside me The rigorous thumping of my heart reminds me It reaches a crescendo where my brain vibrates Convulsions warn me of the beast inside me I pop a pill and…
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[49] The Stranger I Knew
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A picture so grey, on broken paper it remains it conjures up a time that held importance but only in the back of my mind time turned its wheels and let it drown away let it lay on the tip of the iceberg now all I can see is a blinking light in my mind, still…
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[41] #NaPoWriMo [15/30] { Oh My God They Did It! }
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A senseless grapevine curls down our neck in between whispers we stand, a hundred of them faceless, they surround with twisted versions of a misheard story a misheard name a conniving mind a shadow of a dame I stand with her, clueless, we are They build memories that we are not aware of We meet for…
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[40] #NaPoWriMo [12/30] { Madness Bewitches Me }
The consumption of her crumbling madness amuses me, till the sighting of a shooting star calms my roaring laughter. She shifts. My world revolves on an axis that does not coincide with her atlas or her madness made of moulds of myopia She speaks in three, a plan to include thee Repentance mixed with madness or despondency A…
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[39] #NaPoWriMo [10/30] {You Are Made of Smoke}
…in between her gaze and her stare I fell in love Just inside her lovely mind I fell in love A galaxy in her mind that expands, though To my every mistake she fumes, though Her frightened face became her freckled face Her freckled face became her frightened face To distinguish between her gaze and…
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[38] #NaPoWriMo [9/30] {Awaken My love}
The prompt for today was to write a nine-line poem. I choose to write on the conflicting battle to be in dreams and to face reality. —— His majesty in a slumber of dreams All he does here is swing like a child only to fall into an earthquake of defeat Reality it seems is…
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[37] #NaPoWriMo (8/30) [To Be Noticed by Her]
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…
Smoke words every day. 