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Everything Flees and Returns
Everything flees and returns,
everything subsists and vanishes,
everyone talks and no one listens
The night grows opaque with distress,
ice and fire lash out drought
against hope
Besieged by man,
the moonlight has ceased to appear;
a world of muted landscapes
where sadness is perpetuated forever,
that is to say death...
Souls are broken
and no one absorbs the pain of misery,
...
Monday 19th August 2024 5:44 pm
Unbearable Anguish.
I'm torn with regret
I can't just repent
I look in the mirror and see a face I resent
I dug myself in a hole of lies
All my sins, I'm crucified
Hang me, leave me stuck in time
Kill me, let me meet demise
Suffocating, no more breathing
There's no way to start this healing
Like telling a clepto to stop stealing
Spewing words with no meaning
Help me, drowning, no life support
No get...
Friday 16th November 2018 10:22 am
Palimpsest
Who said reusable resources are a modern invention? Rubbish!
Palimpsest
It's said that no-one should ever die wondering
on which road to travel, how not to go blundering
in dangerous places, when it's best to be pondering
why the rain plays its tricks, why there's no distant thundering. . . .
As the years pass us by we add to our history,
little by little we work out...
Saturday 28th October 2017 3:48 am
Unrequited Love
Unrequited love is the destruction of the heart
It is walking across an endless desert occupied with faded mirages that show you beauty like never before
Constantly consumed by its wonder, constantly consumed by the despair for your love for it
She is the mirage, you are the lonley aching fool in an endless desert
You are the one slowly suffocating by the boundless intesity of what you...
Tuesday 27th September 2016 5:03 pm
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