Tag: thoughts
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[289] Present as Past
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As time goes on Your spoken sentences break and find haven in my mind as singular words Your whole body language turns to quirks as i become a blank canvas in the presence of you When i’m not beside you i spot stars like you did I count them all like you did I call…
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[288] The Untitled Poem
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Running so fast I’m still as the wind caught in a storm which forgets all life and the morality of it all till destruction tears it down A sleepy little town The angel with the horns and an interrupted wail I’ve forgotten any beginning I don’t remember any now The breaking of bones is so…
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[287] Avoiding The Truth
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I operate in unwritten words The silences the glitter and the bursts The moment before the click The dawn before it tricks night into losing the battle of sight I operate in the ashes of the cigarette that hurt the knuckle of her hands The gentle desperation of solitude that a thud of the door…
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[286] What’s The Use?
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Silences pass me by Words corrupt the emotion felt I see like a caterpillar the first jump of a butterfly I’ve cried, lied, caught myself in a righteous flight only to get stuck looking at the aurora interrupted by a meteoric sky To see beauty all around or the destruction that’s impending? The best worst…
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[285] empty promises
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A picture so grey, on a 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 it let it drown away it let it bury under the tip of the iceberg Now all I see is a blinking light in my…
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[284] Swimming in Circles
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The individuality is slowly stripped off while learning to forget dreams as I wake up to a tsunami of things to juggle I’m in the delusion of a mass huddle The top 10 ways to find inner peace and my focus struggles to reach the 10th point which is to declutter and focus on 1…
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[283] Pendulum of Thoughts
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I know my illness better than I know myself It’s a cold morning breeze on the last day of summer There is no knock before it enters or any calm before the storm It makes me taste an ecstasy that comes with an understanding that there is a ceiling to every summit and no one…
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[282] together we’re apart
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Is it peace or the calm before the storm? My nimble fingers force my eyes close to forget all the frequencies that I find clashing when my focus tries to pull together a semblance of an insight into us Forget all the disturbance in the frequencies between us Forget all the distance that’s increasing by…
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[281] New Ending/Beginning
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I wrote small words before I met her Now I find myself writing them in the grandest of strokes She salvages all my crumpled paper mistakes and glues them back together to reveal an exhibition of my improvement She made me understand that silences don’t necessarily need distraction but sometimes it just needs listening She…
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[280] Prelude to an Apocalypse
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I’m pretty still till i will myself to sit and until you arrive I stand up unconsciously You’re the morning dawn The creepers of the night kill the silence between us as we discuss in the quiet all the things we said before neatly imprinted in our minds forcefully spoken by our hearts The black…
Smoke words every day. 