Poetry
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Wicked Branches
Twitching branches Pale, ghostly arms Sickly leaves unfurling With blackened palms Greedy and cruel With clinging vines Wicked whispers which Corrode and undermine Spiteful words Birthed this jungle here And so festering self-doubt Leads to paralysing fear The branches lock Around their victim Twitching delightfully As he starts to listen Continue reading
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Golden Day
Once in a while I have a golden day When the dark clouds are shattered By a sudden sun ray When the only weight That rests on my head Is a radiant crown Not that wreath of dread When my weeping heart Makes a different sound As a harmony of serendipity Is suddenly found These… Continue reading
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Premonition
A lament It lurks in your mindA secret thoughtThat years of depressionHas brought to the fore Like an itch under the skinTingling in your feetLike a tarantula on the backAlways just out of reach It’s a dreadful premonitionThat nothing mattersThat all joy is fragileAnd always shatters Continue reading
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Fungus
A lament Ennui is a fungusEating at the brainA wretched infectionOf unspeakable pain Beautiful paintingsMelt into grey mushAs soon as you liftThe cover to look At a brush of your handGlowing jewels fadeTheir serene texture convulsingInto rugged rock again Beautiful melodiesTurn to discord and bickeringAs soon as they knowThat you are listening The pen that… Continue reading
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Fog of Confusion
A lament I am lost In a vapour of confusion A maelstrom of misery A fog cloud of pollution Twisting and turning On an outdated map As chittering voices Mock me with laughs On this journey Of desperation I lost my bearings And my sense of direction Then I see A familiar landmark A broken… Continue reading
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Enigma
I am an enigmaA walking contradictionOne day I do the impossibleThe next I am bedridden My mind can masterComplex puzzles and problemsAnd then at the smallest effortSuccumb to exhaustion I can write thingsThat impress even myselfBut then struggle to find the wordsTo ask for help I don’t understand This juxtapositionBut I will find a wayTo… Continue reading
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Hollow Reed (repost)
I am a hollow reed That wails as the wind blows I am mourning church bells Echoing with resonant tone I paint with black This paper, my canvas My words are a seething sea Brooding, tumultuous I do not mince my words They are not for the faint-hearted I will not underplay my emotions Not… Continue reading
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Bitterness (repost)
Stale milk Stagnating inside We harbour envy Then it rots our minds It darkens our corneas Until all is black It poisons our tongue Weaponises it for attack The world melts away Leaving only sharp edges The sun diminishes To darkness, it pledges Your flesh turns cold As the warmth disappears Your emotions embalm No… Continue reading
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Rotten Remnants
A lament My spoken words are woodenRotten remnants of tree carcassSo flimsy and flakyFailing to fulfil their purpose They fall to the groundHollow and frailFor mould and fungusTo turn them stale I plant them carefullyTry to build a forestBut a soft wind blowsLeaving me embarrassed So I embalmed my heartIn thick white waxAnd allowed my… Continue reading
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The Cure (repost)
Writing is the cure To this disease of mine It heals my emotions Brings peace to my mind Life crippled me Writing made me to walk Trauma stole my voice But with writing, I can talk Depression struck me blind Surrounded me with dark Writing gave me new vision Lit my path with its spark… Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 