Emotions
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Jester
I am not sure How I got this role I did not apply But was still enrolled Chosen as the happy one Who cheers everyone up Who always smiles And shows true love I was the one To carry other people’s burdens But found myself alone When I was hurting I danced so long That… Continue reading
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Curse or Crown
A young man has an affliction Suffers from a curse It’s been there his whole life He’s had it since birth He can feel your emotions As if they were his own When he sees someone wince His insides groan Describe your situation And he will experience it Open the sorrows of your heart And… Continue reading
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Invisibility Cloak
A young man lives In a shroud of smoke His staggering steps hidden For he wears an invisibility cloak He found it one day In a cupboard in his room It promised to hide his secrets Instead, it became his tomb To all who looked at him He looked like he was doing ok But… Continue reading
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Winter Days
I feel the ice Congealing around my heart And like frost-bitten toes My emotions drop off The winter days encircle me The coldness seeps in I have forgotten what summer is like The beautiful blooms of spring I shiver on the porch Waiting for these days to be over For this ice palace in my… Continue reading
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Hope is a Home
Hope is a home Not a hotel An impenetrable castle A magnificent citadel It is not a train In which you hop in and out It is an exploration ship Crossing an ocean of doubt It doesn’t always feel secure It has peaks and troughs But it is a place to shelter in When the… Continue reading
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Hollow Reed
I am the outsider The different one here I am the writer The wordsmith extraordinaire I weave complex patterns In the recesses of my mind Scribble abstract equations To work out what’s inside I am a hollow reed That wails as the wind blows I am mourning church bells Echoing with resonant tone I paint… Continue reading
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Rich Fruit
Ideas grow within me Swell like rich fruit Writing is the squeezing That turns them into juice Succulent sentences Luscious lines Spill out onto the paper One at a time The resulting cocktail Refreshes my soul Purges the bitterness From the pain of my toil The words nourish me Remind me of the truth Feeding… Continue reading
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The Cure
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
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Writer
A lament God, why have you made me To be a writer? To be inflicted With these desires? Pain builds up Within my soul Until it bursts out In these words of turmoil In my head Words scream aloud Worlds are being born Characters wander around My mind will not rest It will not stop… Continue reading
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Journal
Looking back In my journal I see the goodness of God In every scribble I see agonising questions And desperate prayers Answered by God A few pages later I see that God Has been speaking to me That there is a theme to His messages That before I could not see I see my current… Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 