Tag: story
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[142] The Aftermath
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All you are now is a tremor in my memory Like the coming of an earthquake but to me just an illusion of the mind All you’ve become now is just a scar on my skin Like an invisible tenant of my body but the one that makes its presence felt once in a while…
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[132] Out Of Your Zone
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sorrows of your plight hit on the periphery of my vision I hope someday they’ll jolt me out of my being connect me to your zone and closer to what you feel you stand beside the pond fearful of the cold water strength evades you like the impermanence of a wave you drown in your inability…
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[130] Memories of Future/Past
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Nod at my shortcomings and welcome me to your space I know it rains there often I know there’s little room to move But I am ready to live there if you are ready to live at all In the forest of your insecurities that hides the ray of hope Even though it rarely appears…
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[129] Mind As Summer
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My mind is summer now. Languid in its breathing of thoughts and idle in its progression of time. There is a blinding of the heat that is not surprising as it numbs the mind. Time & again it finds a shade of hope only to realise that it was an illusion of my own scorching…
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[128] The Constant Struggle
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a mere appearance of wisdom a mind full of questions a laugh full of deceit what will I really be? Imperfect memories make me Unformed thoughts are my pillars When change is the only constant what will I really be? What I am is not what I was What I will really be is not…
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[127] Life: A Parody
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Aren’t we all just parodies of our true selves? Trying to feign reality but only becoming an amusement in return. We are always striving for the illusory knowledge of ourselves but all we find is an illusory illusion which breaks when we probe further. Where does the answer to the quest of our journey lie?…
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[127] Life: A Parody
Aren’t we all just parodies of our true selves? Trying to feign reality but only becoming an amusement in return. We are always striving for the illusory knowledge of ourselves but all we find is an illusory illusion which breaks when we probe further. Where does the answer to the quest of our journey lies?…
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[124] We Live To Die Again
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The lie of your fragrance it keeps me alive The lingering waves of the ocean of truth sweeps me aside I lie here with your distant memory to make me alive But the boredom of everyday existence sweeps me aside A whisper of unsaid things curl around my lips again to watch you not knock…
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[119] Wake Up – My Micro Short Film
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Hey fellow WordPress bloggers, I’ve been here for a year and found the best of people here. You guys have helped me gain self-confidence through your comments and feedback on my writing. Having this community has been the highlights of 2017. Other than a writer, I am a filmmaker and I have made this 3-minute-film…
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[118] Remnants Of Your Remembrance
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A silent sentence I pass on myself like the stillness you’ve left behind bit by bit it rips apart the colours Now all there’s left is a monochromatic melancholy flashbacks of your memory They haunt me still like a deja vu I try to brush it aside as my mind’s trickery when all it does…
Smoke words every day. 