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[408] The Shapeless Blur Returns
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Suppression returns as an unfamiliar familiarity that was forgottenVile cuts on my soulan emptiness restoredAll the footsteps fade All the learnings lostThe dread of years agoawaits to rain on my paradeAlive and feeling numbA quiet night is a blur A flying bird mocks the ones who fall on their own Widescreen narrow lanescontours of the…
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[378] The Answers Lie Here
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How much weight do I carry all the way to my craniumall the weight of the worlds’ pretence losing my way in my headTaking it all so seriouslyto believe that a poem needs structurethat it needs rhyme to stay sanewhen it all really needs is emotionand an intuition to guide itAll it needs is a…
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[231] Every Breathe You Take
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what if we could sell dreams in chunks and give away nightmares for free what if we could steal ambition for once and ebb away this gnawing wastefulness that eats us away with every breath we don’t tasteevery breath that we need to choke death away
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[68] We All Suffer From Hope
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We all suffer from hope. A hope for a universal desire to be loved. To be loved for who we are is what we look for in a relation, be it friendship or romantic. But no one can love you for all that you are. So you build up a facade of who they want…
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[66] Writing Exercise: “In A Regretful Room”
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Where am I? An 8×10 square room with a feeling of no air. White walls with dirt marks caused by the edge of my dirty feet mirroring an eeriness inside my mind. The bright white light blinds me for a millisecond and then I see again. A table of inferior quality stands on its four…
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[64] Am I excited to be doing what I’m doing or am I in aimless motion?
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Enthusiasm and eagerness are the emotions that a person goes through whilst feeling excited. And feeling excited about the field that you’re going to dedicate your whole life to is a must. Do I feel excited towards filmmaking right now? or am I in aimless motion? To answer the first half I can say that…
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[60] Musings from a dark silent box.
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I In a dark silent box, I’m breathless A revolt broods like lava Like a calm before the storm She moves inside the box and gives me music. II I live somewhere in between your remembrance and denial. You live somewhere in between my fragrance and a lie. We speak through shapes of clouds, the…
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[58] Fixation to Perfection
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I have 16 drafts pending on my editing table. I have 6 stories ready for revision. I have around 18 topics that I can write on in 30 minutes and publish them here. But I don’t. Because of fixation to perfection. I think that things can always get better, I can always do better than…
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[57] Freewrite back into focus.
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It’s been a long while since words have flowed out of my brain and formed a concrete idea. Now all I do is live inside my brain and let it sink in the moments I perceive to be of importance. The will to write has been eradicated by the monotony of waking up, getting ready,…
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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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[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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[48] Which is the witch?
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Two oldies are walking down the village road and they find themselves in front of a house that is emitting smoke. “Something on fire aye. It’s coming from the chimney” “Na man that’s the election of the pope” “Yah, I’ve read it in one of those, what do you call it, internet, if the smoke…
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[46] Write Like You Talk Or Talk Like You Write?
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Write like you talk or Talk like you write? which is better? intuitive thoughts or a consciousness that exhausts the mind. Words are used to bleed the world with an implosion of confusion. Caused by a fusion of overthinking and not being able to think at all. Now if I just change the gears and…