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If They're Good So Are You
28.09.21
It gets better,
a friend once said
You’re not a bad person
Shouldn’t wish you were dead
Everyone is their own worst critic,
He said to me
And when he needs an ear,
I listen intently
We swap stories,
One back and one forth
Lighten the load,
Keep each other on course
When friends are down
I feel it too
When people are sa...
Wednesday 29th September 2021 1:47 pm
Unlovable
24.09.20
She's a lot
Too much
For her self
Or anybody else
Keep giving
And pouring
Into a never ending void
Keep loving
The unlovable
And I'll tear you apart too
You sampled the poisen
And it tasted so sweet
Just enough to make you sick
Stay with me
If you want
I won't beg
Monday 24th May 2021 11:10 am
My Office Chair
There is some magic in my office chair
It gives me rides here and there
Liberating me from the daily stress
It best knows how to take care.
Although it looks like dilapidated
Its current shape is much anticipated
Yet it offers the best of comfort,
And all my worries are emancipated.
This chair has been a hot seat in the past
This chair can narrate the tales ver...
Thursday 4th March 2021 10:54 am
“My Body”
I am an Architecture
Something built with
Pure beauty
Something built with
A mind that makes
Beautiful art
Something built with
A heart that never stops
Loving
A heart that has it’s
Own language
I am an architecture
That has never been
Explored
Or
Understood
I am Everything
All in one..
Saturday 13th February 2021 2:22 am
'I'm fine'
There is a river that runs through me
But I can’t see its colours shine so brightly
I keep them all so confidential
And all of the breakdowns so existential
‘Going mental’, the mind’s so fragile
Can’t it be easy like it was when we were kids?
You grow up, some days stare into the abyss
But there is nothing like true happiness
You must hold on to happiness
When ...
Thursday 28th January 2021 12:19 pm
In The Foyer Of Hotel Lonely
Being lonely is so wearing
Eyes averted fingers drum
Lasering of furtive glances
Pain of self-conscious hum
Repressed passion lashes
Barricades vast but hidden
Terror of getting through
Fears that come unbidden
Desire versus inhibition
Self-image sorely racked
By corroded self-esteem
Egos that failure hacked
Behaviours only reinforce
Self-loath...
Wednesday 21st October 2020 10:45 am
I AM READY
I’m on a level of being
Where I know the direction I’m following
Where I know I’ll be fine, even if I’m alone
Where I’m aware of my worth
Where I know I’m strong enough
Where I’m aware of my strengths
Where I’m brave enough to walk all alone
I have freed myself from the chains
From the judgments
From the council of hate
From the bars of anxiety
I have unc...
Sunday 19th July 2020 5:14 pm
Wish I Could
What would I wish for, if given the chance?
For a start, I'd wish I could dance
Wish I could learn without having to repeat
Wish I could earn my depression's defeat
Wish I could do all the things I want to do
Wish I could prove the love I have for you
Wish I could act on all these wishes
Wish I didn't have to do the dishes
Wish I could be the person you need
Wish I could resist the sin of...
Sunday 10th May 2020 10:58 am
Smiles
Upon first glance,
I see a Hollywood smile,
an air of intrigue greets passers by.
But, when I look into her eyes,
I see something much different
than her pursed lips convey.
Reservation, disappointment,
distrust, trauma, fear...
all pushed down, covered
with happy highlights
for the world to see.
Perhaps, it’s simply a reflection
of my insecurities,
but...
Friday 27th March 2020 3:40 am
to my body
my brain was a savage
and im sorry i let so many undeserving hands ravage your fragile parts
i didnt think you were worth enough, so thats why i continued to pick and prod, my judgement was tough
im sorry i ripped you to pieces
but now im learning to love all of your creases
with every burise, cut, and scar youre beautiful thin or large
ive learned to keep you close on your worst...
Wednesday 15th January 2020 10:04 am
Self Loathing’s Song
I am applauded for my supposed talents and works. Can’t they see these talents and works are nothing more than self-loathing’s reign over me.
Her quiet whispers are boundless as she drenches my ear with invectives and affirms my triviality. Her voice has become a familiar melody that serenades my mind and her song confronts anyone who challenges her position.
I attempt to war against her w...
Tuesday 27th August 2019 8:30 pm
Self-Loathing’s Song
I am applauded for my supposed talents and works. Can’t they see these talents and works are nothing more than self-loathing’s reign over me.
Her quiet whispers are boundless as she drenches my ear with invectives and affirms my triviality. Her voice has become a familiar melody that serenades my mind and her song confronts anyone who challenges her position.
I attempt to war against her w...
Tuesday 27th August 2019 2:32 am
Love Lessons
He loves her but,
she loves him,
but he loves the mirror
like his lost love loves selfies.
Adoration, pointing every direction,
like weather vanes in a hurricane.
Each unware their
love affair
is bound to end.
Love lessons often repeat
until we understand that
real love begins within,
then overflows to others,
making the circle of love
complete.
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Tuesday 26th March 2019 3:39 am
Self-Defined
Never let Haters Define you by the box they create for you! They persecute you because they FEAR you and your Greatness!
She crawls on self-defeat
with her sore bare feet.
Jagged cracks play on tiles;
i deem them infantile.
Reflections of old wake
as memories overtake
the waterfall of tears
which draws oh so near.
Waves of empty promises
splash against thi...
Sunday 30th December 2018 7:32 pm
As I Continue
I'm not weak
I can't accept defeat
Its like a foreign language to me
Stand up strong
Tall and face them all
Defy gravity
Never a victim of depravity
Your smirks
Your sneers
Pssh all I hear are cheers
Moving along
Like a song
A step at a time
Never out of line
Just ebbing with the flow
Watch!
As I continue to grow.
Sunday 25th October 2015 2:23 am
A Noun in White Open Space
A noun all alone in the white open space is at risk,
if it doesn't know its own definition or purpose.
Without knowing its identity, this noun may search for a verb.
Once it finds this verb, it may begin to become active.
After it is active, it may come to dwell upon passive.
Should this be the case, it may call itself just a subordinate clause.
Still without the sense of cause, ...
Saturday 22nd November 2014 9:23 pm
Spring Tanka
A winter bite that
mocks the spring, pincers its cocoon.
A life supported?
Cease one's internal decay,
Even ice melts. Love's fluidity.
Thursday 11th April 2013 6:14 pm
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