Friday, April 3, 2020

Dear Lungs

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Dear Lungs,I’m sorry for being caught upin the endless search for numbness.I have forgotten that it was you, above all,that let the holy breath enter my soul. I hope you remember the times,where balloons...

Lost

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Quietly sinking downfurther and furtheruntil I have reached the bottomWhat is this world?I am no longer on Earththis is a whole new planet. Around me I know no oneno familiar faces,nothing looks the same.

The Sound of Rain

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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

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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.

Dear Eyes

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Dear Eyes,I should have sheltered youfrom the things that seemed unseen,and I should have listened to you more. But god help me if it was not also youwho showed me the ways of sin,and...

Dear Heart

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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...

You

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I want to see you smile, I want to be the one to make you smile, I want to be there with you Through every moment. I want to hold you when you’re crying, I want...

A life without colour

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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...

Enlightenment Part III: Acceptance

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Overwhelmed with such knowledge, Thoughts no longer his own and acts of pure will,He descended the mountain to his old home. Everything felt the same. There was buying, There was selling.

Grow Up Already

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Grow up already,a simple phrase that we get lost in.we are told all too oftenthat’s childish, that’s foolishbut that idea is really quite twisted. We are holding on,on to our vanishing youth something we...