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When
It’s not when things go wrong It’s not then, Things go wrong all the time And, so, it’s not then.
It’s when they are fine. When they don’t go right. But, they are supposed to And thus are Fine It’s then It’s when a shriek inside Is silenced by denials When a time of beliefs Is turned by dials. When heads are down And hearts are tired Of being buried. Of being unheard. Of being dead.
It’s then. I…
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One Two Three Four
One Two Three Four
Here is another poetry project. This one took me a lot of time. It actually represents three poems. How it works: Poem A (One Two Three Four): Start from the beginning. Read every line of each stanza Poem B (One Three): Start from the beginning. Read only first and third line of each stanza Poem C (Two Four): Start from the beginning. Read only second and fourth line of each stanza
Each combination…
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Tragedy
A tragedy As is known Has two sons The elder one Be despondence and fear The younger one Be fulfillment and irony
The elder rules at first Kills at first To create a stage for his brother And, the brother comes later When the play is over.
Is mine a tragedy? No. It’s a play. And, somehow It’s more tragedic
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Last Station
I take a train Everyday to that last station On my line And, I know I’ll meet you there.
But, do not Do not meet me there. Do not Do not wait for me. For I do not want you to Regret Waiting for your date. I will come. But, it might be too late.
Travel with me. In the train. To the last station.
Sit with me On the ground As we travel through a myriad stops Twisting and turning Towards the last…
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Anarchy
The problem is that we believe. That we search for reasons. That we cannot accept chaos That we cannot see souls randomly floating around In anonymous expanse.
The problem is that we continue to believe. That we continue to search. That we continue to be disappointed. That we continue to be tortured not seeing the scales Balancing in themselves.
The problem is that our beliefs aren’t that strong T…
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NaPoWriMo Day 30: Rewind
No, it wasn’t dark. When you were alive Shows me how it was A walk in the park,
Before it was to start. How it all began There, I see it again A walk in the park
The old familiar arc. The benches we sat on And, I am back there A walk in the park
In response to the optional prompt for NaPoWriMo Day 30:
For the last day of NaPoWriMo, I’d like you to try an odd little exercise that I have had good…
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NaPoWriMo Day 29: Wait
I would have Loved you I would have If you had not stopped to.
I remember you there Waiting for me To be trapped in your machination In your love, in my imagination.
Waiting for me For us Waiting for our world to grow The one you had woven Around our souls. Waiting for me For us Only till you changed your world, Only till you changed your love.
Waiting for me To love you. I was about to I would…
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NaPoWriMo Day 28: Bridge
In response to the optional prompt for NaPoWriMo:
And now for today’s prompt (optional, as always). Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about bridges.
If the bridge broke, And, I am on the other side, Would you swim the black sea? Would you climb the hill? Would you take a leap of faith? From over there? To get to me? Answer: You would never be that far. I wouldn’t let you.
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