Mirror
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"A small wooden house near that sweet lake",that's what you said to mewhen I asked you what your dream was.
Now together we stand herenext to our wooden house,holding two cups of coffee,we stand...
Waves
it comes at night,
after soft, gruelling days.
like a tidal wave,
it rises and crashes over me:
dragging me...
Dear Heart
Dear Heart,I’m sorry for wearing you on my sleeve,and giving you away, as if you werebut a stone that held me down.You are a compass,a compass with a lost sense of direction.A compass which only points meto...
Schizophrenic
Anger Is such a pointless emotion Yet it consumes me Anger at voices nattering away, of silent words and silent urges. Tyrants in their kingdom Fighting off the plague I am alone, And surrounded, by war....
Plywood and Duct Tape: Part I
I can feel the walls cracking, Breaking, The dam leaking. It is being held By plywood and duct tape. The cracks are growing larger, More and more keeps spilling out, I keep...
The Talk
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On the days dedicated to casting a lightonto those living in debilitating darkness,we have chosen to shine it onto ourselvesand while we bask in a thawing glow,those who need it the most,go another eternity without light.
Reflections
Howdo you see you?Howdo you see me?Yourreflection is still the same person, butdo you see it as such?
Thereflection of your judgement,thoughts,feelings, actions,howdo you perceive these things? Doesit make you a different person?
The Sound of Rain
Searching for meaning in an empty coffee cup he sat around
the busy café contemplating life.
The rain pouring out her dreams and hopes on the clear
window as if to shout out “It is me...
Enlightenment Part II: The Answer
He awoke to the sound of birds singing as the morning
sun rose up from behind the bleached horizon,
and chased the night away with its holy fire.
A life without colour
My vision is only of gray.
“The world is a rainbow;” I know this for sure.
I’ve heard of the magnificent shades of human emotion.
I’ve seen them...