Spilled Ink Of Lugal

A visit into the subconscious of another tumblr poet.

[iamlugal]

“Vanishing”

Haze on naked eyes

this pale fog foreshadows life

a wisp of vapor

— Lugal

[iamlugal]

“To Be”

Hope too flat to be

with unemotional clouds

resigning of fate

—Lugal

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“Blazing”

In the cloudless blue

blazing with a sour yellow

sunshine stuns fresh eyes

—Lugal

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The true National Anthem.

[iamlugal]

Moonlit

In the gloom of night

wildflowers gaze on the gleams

of a moonlit hour

—Lugal

[iamlugal]

A Secret Numb

Here lies an ailing heart Where forgotten craft will succumb To faint demise which imparts The subtle blart of a privy numb

— Lugal

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“Fib of the Past”

The time between us has long passed

Though our enigmatic story is tragic

I feel there is a fib in the past;

that at our best, we were magic.

—Lugal

[iamlugal]

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Twinkling of Night

In wake of the night strangers glimmer from the sky watching eyes gleam back

— Lugal

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Call of the Wind

Spellbinding breezes

hypnotizing lazy clouds

sleeping on soft air

-Lugal

[iamlugal]

The Timing

It’s too soon Is it a full moon? Lets live a little and it will make sense Imagine all that we can experience I’m hoping we have more time to grow our connection Is there really a need to rush these subtle moments of perfection?

Actions of a sign reveal treasures to adore A prize words wish for

What you want to say has a powerful word And sadly, it’s a double-edged sword I know it makes us feel alive But if you say it, we won’t survive It’s too soon

Lugal