Power
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That’s when it’s done
That’s where it goes on
Taking you on a voyage
On a voyage where you see
I can
I can rebuild
I can forget
I can give
I can
I can feel
I can fly
I can fold
I hold
I can
I can trust
I can deceive
I can defeat
I have, I can
I am unknown
To you, to them
I am mighty
I am mythical
I am living
I am a form
I am a storm
Now you see
I can, I am
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Arches of hope
A hope to belong
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Under arches
Of hope
Any blue through and through
I walk
I walk
I walk away
From arches
Feeling disdain
I’d like to belong
Left alone
Under arches of hope
Cozy & warm
Hand-made
Arches
So quaint
To get lost within
The arches you make
And your hugs don’t feign
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Lost. Irrevocably?
A battle lost. Not given up yet.
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Men running over boundaries,
Though only lands,
Women fighting for rights,
Inherently in their hands
I have a vision,
I had one, years ago
Years ago, sublime
Monday weren’t week long missions
Years ago, when I was a child
The moon followed my trails, no boundaries
Destinations became by products
Of journeys yet be uncovered, languidly
Lost with stars and dust, in counter of our evolution
It was easier to understand
When I was a child
Untethered ideas floating across
Like patterns of the Milky Way
Silenced were the legends
Leaders murdering thoughts abruptly
Untold mystics of life, it’s living, just ends,
Contained chaos, with war, no peace remotely
Been made to forget, structures of glue and tar
I am conditioned, I am shackled
Men run through lands, of boundaries and bars
Distorted rights are just fading away in fights
Amnestic of a vision, I had once
On a mission now, and dead child
I am dead now
I have died
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RESOUND SURROUND
Abilities yet to find
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I never heard back from you
From the voice of a soul
Now sounds like
Emptinesss
Footstepss
I can grow
I will not fold
Desires turn to passion
Stirring a blue-bed with fascination
Dormant strength I seemed to find
In my mind
Unlocked now
The fire you lit, not anymore
The fire now lit, with that ever-glow
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Lest we forget
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Lest not react
Within moments
We can percept and perceive
Maybe they never meant to
Maybe it’s for the better end
In a world full of love, lust and jests
Who decides
To let go in assumptions and misconceptions
We slow down
To spread a word of intense love
For some, it’s no fault
Let’s not react
Let’s halt
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Creating troopers
Essential education essentially training you to think. To think only what is allowed to. To think…in line, and learn one sided glory of manipulated events.
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Trained to think
All alike
A rebel within to protest the thought
Be well meaning
Noble men
And then
They break these walls of sorrow
Empty it hollow
Alive
Awake
Dead
Combined
A world to live in their dusk glory
The glory you create in your mind
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15.03.2021
Thoughts on petty complexes that have started birthing from hypocrisy and inhibitions. Death of subjectivity.
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Inks source bullpens
With stories traversing petty elements
of pain
In disdain
We could do more
More to living life
Within cruel bindings
Of madmen seeking bricks
On a land of soil, turmoil
And specks
Blood is blud
Distances seen
Only at nuclear luxurious tents
Above and below
Innocents die
With questions unanswered
Living in a time
Bound by chains of havoc
Where turmoil is an art to live
To survive
To sustain
In the end,
To die
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MaterialIsing
Musing self
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Oh you have that body of electricity
I touch you and you shock me with intensity
The others I met before you were calm, serene maybe
You felt like lightning, causing that jest, with fidelity
You set my night on rage and fire, with your tasteful desires
It would be untrue if I said, it doesn’t burn down the forest, if I’m a liar
Someone I seek lies in you, someone I see in you
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Leap and gone
When you have it all and it’s lost. If at all.
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Things last
Some of those never end
A world deprived of miracles
Living in entropy
Gaining wisdom of variance
Touching life in an animus
Slipping pills for comfort
Losing sanity
Lost what could last
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-December 8, 2020
What I could…for him.
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Questions of science
Living and death
Mere jargons of boost
To wake you
From this sanctum
Death knocks at your door
Lost
Broken
Fallen
Awake
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Forbidding Fear
How long do we chain ourselves to ancient wisdoms?
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While opening doors for his friends
He found himself surrounded by ancient voices
Elaborating life and it’s expansion
With aching needs in turmoil
For few hands of blood and cult
It pushed him down
Bestowed upon him
Recognised blessings and save him from sin
Fading him pale
Fear had awoken in clenched chains
Isn’t there more to this than what we’re told? He asked
Opening a door
Only to culminate celestially
His destiny
Forbidding fear
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Out of sight Out of mInd
Eidetic? Virtue or curse? Subjective.
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To begin a few lines about my muse
As you come to see a man close and beside
Painful words shared with you, and confused
Cursed to see strong and eidetic, crucified
Watching the seasons fall and grow
Thought of the reasons which you never show
Cursed and blessed, like the foot of a rabbit
The mind
Wondering and wandering through terrains of copper and gold mines
Autumn leaves of memories that he made you rush through out of habit
Clock strikes, as does jest,
Soft, firm,
As time suggests,
Out of sight,
Out of mind
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Recollecting Fortress
In times when memories are collated in a safe place, a fortress of memories.
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I'll just wait for a while
While you drown in a sōliloquium of denial
Tucked away inside my fortress of memories
Walls of a vault crowded with vivid imagery
Soft, driven, harsh and mad, like some new language
I see a life, and it’s people, profoundly called bondage
Far away from materialistics
Like a deer
Prone to wound
For jests can be feigned for the living
A tiger, a bush, cloaking
You stay in my fortress, bolted
Victimise myself as I see it all manifested
Maybe I’ll just linger here for a while
Not to touch but to take, maybe it isn’t mine
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Uncertain times
As we face today (2020).
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Tragedy strikes in the land of the terrified
Someone knocked, in a weather too fair
Unknown guest, a resident, soul stood petrified
The walls have seen two souls and an heir
Furious, walking around a house rarely visited before
And days go by, stranded in rooms, impossible is the porch
Thoughts gather in time, maybe out of season
This time, unresolved pasts linger with conditioned reasons
Breaths feel like sardonic whispers in the halted air
Deaths are rising with panic infused boredom within confined layers
Idealistic thoughts can only so much help you foresee
Cloud'd, unc'rtain thoughts questioneth me, to be or not to be
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Possibilities Unknown
To live a life or to lie a little? To find new lands, in a time of peace.
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A life?
A lie?
Enough to live, enough to die?
What do you see beyond wilderness extreme
Walking down to the gently floating dreams
Amidst a raging crowd roaring for freedom
What of a dream beyond the horizon
Hidden under blankets of fibrous yardsticks in stone
A dream to wake up to, a world now full of lands unknown
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A Letter To a Friend
It has been a quarter of the lives we should live through. A sequence of seamless times, time easy, times rough. Maybe it had it all, from times to mention again and times to be not spoken of again. You’ve been there, you will. I’ve talked about worlds past and will. To being the closest thing to my best friend, you mind stepping those shoes. Why is it that you don’t see this in a new light? My pieces of conflict and complications occur because of you. I know it, I know you, I’ve spoken to you in silence. To have explored landmarks left on the world on big cities. Doesn’t it look exciting? You enjoy being part of memories. Don’t realise how you don’t remain in only one anymore, how you’ve denied yourself to keep distances casual. How long would it be best for us to stay in a bubble of denial. Maybe let’s meet again and revisit ourselves. Maybe this time you realise how you’ve scheduling a memory of you in many moments. There’s always a lot of world to see maybe differently. From someone to someone after endless battles with denials buried, a leap of faith to not let down again. For time has gone, with things happy and unknown, but for a seemless reality now. What if this never fades out?
Relighting Love
When feeling lost within, yet finding feelings of love. Love that stays, conspiring the odds.
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I was not very far away from home
Street lights dysfunctional and black
Could see the porch at bay, coloured chrome
Nothing to see beyond the junction, lost track
Have I lost my way, issuing decrees blatant and sublime
A new avenue along these crooked walls, walls unaligned
Writings on these walls fill spaces in those psychedelic lines
Writings on the wall wandering, relic not lost for l’amour mine
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Fearing freedom
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Every day I live, I fear death
Living the life of purpose with no freedom
I try to join the army among them
It’s a life to live they told me the saviours taught
Have the heart of a giant after you’ve fought
I live, I die, and death not ends it
Here I live every day, I dear death
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Blessed Friend
To welcome a new friend like an old one
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Death my old friend
Death, my guardian angel
Take me away from this reproached sanctum
Guide me to a new era of waxed candles
Flames burn low
Mornings reflect gold
I looked over you in times of stress
Bless me as I come to you bearing gifts
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Mind Over Matter
A wait for salvation
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Mind over matter
Triumphant
Fearless
He walks away without a frown
Stood tall in front of a crowd eagerly waiting
A saviour in the land of freedom
The crowd hungry, waiting for food and salvation
Damnation
Creatures of the land looking up to a figure, godlike
Greeting an ancient crucifix
Fearful of death, fearless of heartache and pain
Have we made it so far, structure of glue and tar
Shattered across time, we wait for him
His freedom of the real and reality
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