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mourn the ashes that became of his soul

let me mourn the ashes that became of melet what remains of me bathe in the heatof ugly flames from funerals for all the shards& splinters chipped off this cowardly heart,for I shall crown myself in these worthless coalsand I shall drown myself in these loathsome shoalsof betrayals and gaze upon the traitorous soulswith a merciless smile tearing my face awhole,as the ghostly shrouds of my darkest…

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Intuitition

why do we throw caution to wind?why do we begin to ignore the blaringalarms going off in our heads, periodically,like cycles of moon, like the madness in wolves? do we have to get our hearts broken once in a while?does it have to be a ritual every season, to the end of time?can we not learn to bleed our hearts out each time we letourselves be vulnerable, take a chance when nothing’s set? Do we…

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so you keep running

didn’t expect my head to hurt…it doesn’t, and I don’t know why,as I throw it back into the pillows,hair heavily coursing half my face, gently. Slithers of light from the streetlike intrusive thoughts do me headso often, begging why I can’t find peacewhen I have everything I could need. So, instead of trying, I blare inwards.so, instead of fighting, I start running. I snuff that siren in my…

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Westbound Wagon

universes passed by my window but all I could look at, was you.

Setting suns rushing by,and seas race past.A thousand melodies andtime itself, wild as a horse, too;and looks like so will summer…universes pass by my windowbut all I can look at, is you. I can’t tell if I’m reading too muchbetween your lines or if you ain’treading between mine at all; and you won’t ask. What a shame thatyour fingers always seem to slipthrough mine… what a shame! The waves…

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Northbound Train

maybe wake up, look up and, only for a moment, see that I am looking at her too, and maybe, smile back at me.

Two rows of strangers down the linewhere I can’t even see her smile,just half her face & shut pearly eyes,I could tell she lit hearts on fires. East we shared, on a northbound trainbut just that, all else was worse than vain,for she’d never seen me, at least, not yet& halfway home, only so much time can I get. Wavy black hair storming down her neck,she pulls me away from the horses I hoped to…

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helpless hypocrites

Lock the gates; blind your hearts…those eyes see through…repeat your lies; bolt shut your eyes& all you’ll, even fail to, fool is you. Brush away the guilt, ye sinners,for that’s the best that you could do,for crack shall your masks,should you let the truth through. Know what you’ve done,none need to, now…those eyes see youuntil your conscience blues. It’s not fury that hauntsand it ain’t…

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restless The adamant morrow's here and the stubborn yesterday refuses to leave. Scared, perhaps, of the…

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cracks

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Like the kiss from a sweating beer glass, midday, the first week of July, decades past, he still remembers how promising vacation felt like it was gonna rescue him from all that life dealt.

Looking into the eyes of a stray, seeing himself… not in its pitying eyes but in its whole self and that was how he had always felt he just didn’t know it back then.

He never belonged, he did; to no place, to…

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Unfastening

Unfastening.

I don’t recognize this me anymore my face is a stranger’s and my eyes, too cold hair, alien through my fingers & dreams, too old; almost stale as this heart beating bold. No, I don’t think I am or have been schizophrenic & neither am I hallucinating nor on psychedelics and no, this ain’t some self loathing sung random or a lackluster piece put together in coherence seldom. I…

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A noite extensa aguarda

a noite extensa aguarda

Giddy up boy, we haven’t got long now, gotta shush the lambs to sleep before we go & set fire to the flowers, they don’t matter anyhow but if the rains come pitying ’em, let ’em pour.

No time left to fall asleep… no time at all, dear boy. The stars will soon be upon us, should we wait & with them, will come a darkness that drowned troy. Giddy up boy, we haven’t got long, for the long night awaits.

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జగన్నాటకం

O what fools we have come to be! More foolish than we’ve ever been, perhaps, more foolish than we can ever be, spinning into the night, so blindly.

We rally against crime on the streets whilst we breed it in our heads & sheets. Running scared of the devil, trying to out run him, all our lives, we fail to see, in our fright, it’s our chasing shadows that eat light.

Love playing detective, our…

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Feelings, though we assume they make us what we are, it is actually our desire to feel that does. The undying need to feel happy, the dark wish to experience sorrow, for varying reasons including getting through, the anger you hold in, that gets you through without harming another being, the urge to feel powerful and important and heard and respected, fear, particularly of loss, pride, every…

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hero

I know you don’t need me to be one, I know you never have seen me so & that you’ve got your own but listen, I really want to be your hero.

When you be barely holding it together and your nights beg you to fall apart, when your nightmares come reaching over, I wanna be the one to drag you out.

In those times when your breath defies you, on those days when you’d wanna cease to exist, when your…

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In my head

Does your ceiling get further away when you lie there at night failing to fall asleep, in the starlight chasing after it with your eyes; Trying to reach out to that fleeting bout of peace as it drifts by, paralyzed, clutching at with only your eyes?

Does it bother you that you haven’t control? Does it scare you that you’re getting lost?

Do your eyelids get heavy with thoughts racing against time,…

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storms

& the clouds gather again

Did you ever see smoke rising from me when I hear your name floating in the wind… setting fires, burning down, embers… embers… leaving embers within me.

A buoying soul rocking back and forth, leaving no trace behind of all the love it let go. Lost… at sea of darkness holding on, scared, to the darkness within.

Rage and regret making love to me, birthing more tears than ever can be. Suffocation…

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Irony

why is it that we have sorrow in our bones? why is it that we crave to love? why do we die each time we say goodbye? why do we blame ourselves for what the universe does to us?

Maybe it’s all the pain that the mind remembers Maybe we got something stuck inside ourselves Maybe it’s not the loss but the memory that haunts Maybe we were made to feel this way; forever

the way one forgets ever being…

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bane. I am the breeze that gives tongues to the trees at night... hissing wooden skeletons trying to whisper secrets of…