Tag: write
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[539] In Search of New Beginnings
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A blackbird soars, circling my tragedyAmorphous thoughts form in my mindI dare not brave its end Nor even stand amidst its trance to not be lost againTo be lost is to no longer be groundedIt is not flying in the infinite skyIt is a hopeless free fall for a hopeful divine interventionIt is a leap…
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[218] Confused Certainty
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My body has memorised waking at a time when the world is asleep It’s the only time of honesty I harbour There is no need for me to impress There is no need for me to second guess It feels too good to be true So feeling undeserved I sleep to wake when the world’s…
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[212] I Was Never There
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Can you just come over here And let me in to your little world And tell me things that I have missed Things that I should have learned Whisper in how you’ve grown And how you’ve moved on to better things Scream inside the sweet nothings Of the things we left behind Its the future…
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[202] The Performance of an Artist
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Nothing satisfies an artist. We are creatures who’ve got self-doubt running in our veins. Everywhere we go we remind ourselves of our inadequacy to be better/best. We hold our failures on a pedestal rather than letting our victories dance around our mind. Even to call ourselves artist only springs up an emotion of cringe in us. The myth…
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[123] Promote Your Blog Here
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Hi fellow bloggers, In 2017, I started this blog with the intention of becoming a consistent writer. In 1 year I’ve gained 1,100 followers with 33,500 views but I feel like I don’t know the people who read my blog enough. So, as I delve deep into this community of WordPress, I want to know…
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[121] Pursuit of Stillness
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So focused on where I’m going I forget where I am Loneliness masked as solitude Caught in a corrupt mind’s reverence The evil masked as aspiration I live under the devil’s imminent invitation unconcerned and unperturbed The nihilism and existentialism soothe and caress my worries but does it make them go away? for that, I…
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[110] Forgetful Dance
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bit by bit my skin wears off To see your true colours has been harrowing for my bones they demand a sight coupled with denial My body resists its shedding as your words slice it again & again bit by bit melting away like the resolve i had for you when you met me besides the…
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[100] Keeping It Inside
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He slept on her side But his mind was above Like a cloud full of rain Waiting to just burst But he watched her go to peace One of those rare times While he simmered up inside An effort to stay still An effort to let this night by He couldn’t understand All the things…
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[96] The Weight of The Universe
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The universe curled around her neck Sometimes it tightened Sometimes it expanded Her reaction for both though Was from a dark philosophy that always left her gasping She stepped on the streets to find them all staring Trying to touch the wind that drove all around her Never realising that to her It was a…
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[89] The Morning
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Mornings that slow down time, by letting in a light sunlight, are the best mornings. The sweet coolness while you lay enveloped in your blanket struggling to wake. The sudden rush of the light sunlight turning into a harsh one is the call for an end to the slow morning. Until that harshness hits your…
Smoke words every day. 