Category: Poetry
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MOMENTS AND YEARS
A time to rejoice,soft and warm Looking at an entire year gone I have stopped myself from getting lost In a swirling mist of trecherous thoughts Some nights dark, my sheets all cold Feeble attempts on a life to hold Some tears and smiles, a beating heart Clinging to hope, when clouds depart I breath…
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ENTROPY
A fine mist fell over the town, While a dark horse went all around And bodies kept falling here and there, A silence, then echoes of “Evil Beware.” The fate, those sisters weaved their yarn, A destiny, its path in stone drawn. A life sprung and smiled somewhere, Another struggled to breath in air. Some…
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TILTED SCALES
Too many tears, a little bit of faithToo much sorrow, a lot of hateToo much hunger for a bit of fameToo little patience to achieve the sameToo much apathy, lives left to fateToo little love, prayers too lateToo many worries crushing naive soulsToo little beauty to linger, beholdToo much judgement, anger and painToo little passion,…
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A REFLECTION
I froze… I looked in those eyes Staring, stern and lined It said I couldn’t do it I trusted those words deep It told me I was small It needed minds big I was not upto it I stumbled on my way And kept trying to fit In a mould which was not mine For…
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THE LONG ROAD
I know that gravel from that winding road Alone I have travelled and heard those songs Oh! Those voices announcing the cold To whisper to fate, to mock scarce hope? Those hands they tremble, I try to speak A deep iron dull I try to breach I bend on my knees and swing my arms…
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UNMADE
I have been broken to thousand pieces Shredded , scattered ashes on ground Crushed to soul, calling to void Continuing to exist,without any sound . I searched for my pieces, near and far Some were good, some scarred A hand of fate, an act of will Is what it took to sit , then stand…
The Pen Stand 