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ASHES AND DUST
Loved in spring, that beautiful roseShe feared to tread on the grass it aroseTrampling on the sacred beauty of lifeFear clenched her, gutting a knifeShe died a little, and then some moreAdjusted a little, they called her maturedHer childish heart no longer criedShe learnt to accept, come what mightThe smiles were forced, no tears…
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A Forlorn Winter
On a dark night of winter Besides embers of fire Toes curled from cold Staring through ruines of desire Listening to howlings of wind Another storm on its way Another year of unrest A summer again delayed Burning nights of longing A season of hunger, loss Tunes forgotten hanging in air Mumblings of tangled thoughts…
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A SOUL’S WILL
As wind howled on a misty nightHer hands shivered as the street turned whiteStaring at homes where fires burned brightLooking for pieces lost in dark and lightHopes, desires and smiles of pastTender kisses,whispered promises of heartTo travel together to distant starsWarm hearths and laughs for lives to lastSpring to summer spent in starry dreamsAutumn entwined…
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BLURRED LINES
. Truth can be an enlightenment. Truth can be a bitter pill. I just had the bitter taste on my tongue. Literally. I tried to swallow the pill but it got stuck in my throat. And remained stuck. Now bitterness engulfed my senses. I tried to hold back but I was losing it. I puked.…
The Pen Stand 