Tag: Poems
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[182] Privilege
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My small comforting bubble bursts with the onset of responsibility I was walking against the traffic before Now i am the traffic i used to curse I was invisible with no chance of discovery Now i am invisible with no wish to be discovered Still In the comfort of the car The falling rain blurs…
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[179] Flashes Before I Died
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This is my thinly veiled autobiography Sirens whirling around me Is this the end people talk about? where your life flashes before you where the moments you hold sacred reminds you of your ignorance towards them This is my thinly veiled autobiography No one is breathing around me It’s the kind of death we wish…
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[178] Even The Clouds Mourn
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Droopy eyes struggle to take in the endless valley of clouds From high above its easy to forget that you live on the ground below I can almost feel the rain on my cheeks Is this what breathing in heaven feels like where you don’t ask for attention neither i feel the need to ask…
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[177] Journey Without A Goal
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The endless days of youth Idealism mixed with rebellion If we could have a name for ourselves We’ll call ourselves a maze Trying to understand the intricacies of the world from our little room Thinking of ourselves as poor but of the urban kind Fighting for causes no one told us to fight for Yet…
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[175] I See The Cosmos In Your Eyes
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Render me useless and make me forget your smile Let it be a part of our vanishing time and a part of an unsolved puzzle where you & I speak more but understand less The air feels devoid of movement as if it has zoned out looking at the sun the abstraction becoming more and…
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[174] Limbo of Love/Loud Music
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Monday blues with a crippling sickness I wait for Friday night to not hear from you when I’m in the midst of loud music and carefree souls It drowns out my inner voice that calls out your name Eyes closed, swaying bodies and feet moving in this little space Thoughts no longer turn into sentences…
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[172] The Castle Crumbles
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Remembrance longing and forgetting Mindless noise of the tv filling up silences A castle weathering heavy rain It’s a kingdom on the verge of decay Red carpet with dark red stains My thoughts reaching out for nothing I held the wine but the wine couldn’t hold me together and the stars couldn’t shine through the…
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[169] Why We Hate Each Other
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lost in the way to define simplicity so i carry complexity in my words to mask incoherence and insecurity to mask the lack of confidence everyone else are lost in their own ways too some accept their loss some ignore it all some try to project so they still walk some stop and share their…
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[168] We’re Alone Together
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Usually our love is lost in the cold looks and the silences with rain unifying our sanity but this day our vision lost its clarity and we didn’t let the rain talk as we spoke over each other losing touch with brevity Stuck in our past ways Held by the present Falsely accusing the future…
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[167] Fond Farewell
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Your last words stung me like a memory waiting to be formed and then hide itself only to knock me down when I’m at the top The days go by without any inspiration Empty pages filled with anger and hurt and isolation Until you arrive in the form of a muse waiting to get twisted…
Smoke words every day. 