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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: His former trials Were waning isles Amid The truth-bearing swell ? As he steamrolled on Lamenting in circles Faithfully spiraling To his last stream of breath ? His former ills Were dissolved At the tide’s Beck and call ? Diminished In the foam Of kindred hearts ? Sapped By their…
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The day devolves by the minute From a hulking beast To a scurrying pest Fear has no place Out of mind in the calm That spills from the havoc A relief That seeps And slithers in red From a day I once knew The scourge of my nights A lone terror That burned At the…
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Peace, is marooned in the clouds On the mountains I’ve forged From the mud and the stones From the slightest of knolls I have chiseled the impassable heights All the cliffs, I am destined to scale Peace of mind Is too great of a climb in these eyes That build and build Upon the mounds…
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The outliers linger in vogue As the unaware chiefs Conceiving, commanding Every stream of the world The cool and offbeat Are the formerly deplored The pitiful,the timid From an old world of woes The strange are reclaimed As the world falls behind Their full-hearted stride For the strange are in vogue Overflowing, with passion and…
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Just another friendly reminder, my latest collection of poems “The Slums of Nightfall” has been published and it is available for purchase on Amazon. It’s a book that covers a wide range of topics. Most of the poems revolve around the subject of mental health, specifically my ongoing struggle with anxiety and depression. The book is…
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My latest collection of poetry has been published! I never thought I would get to type those words. But today is that day. My dream has become a reality and I could not have achieved this without all of your help. The constant feedback and words of encouragement are apart of what motivates me to…
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: Preface . . . ? The poems in this book are for anyone who has ever experienced the wrath of anxiety or the lows of depression. I hope that every single stanza you read, will serve as a reminder, that there are others who fully understand your struggle. Poetry can…
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Tomorrow The dams will break Tomorrow, the fields Will know water and wealth Tomorrow, the sun Is the signal to rage And writhe with new joy When the waves Are powerful and high Tomorrow, tomorrow Is the chorus of today A rolling inferno within The madly impassioned Boil over with hope And foam at the…








