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This morning brews the same In spite of the refrain of bombs And the muffled screams from afar Good morning, As a nightmare swirls in the east Severing, the bloodlines of kings Their cold hard numbers are scrawled Into the corners of our hearts To emerge here and there In a flicker of compassion Bless…
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She continues to stoke the life In these downtrodden eyes That dwell, in the faults of the earth
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We pulse with the rhythms of dynasties lost Rippling, from ivory shores Into the shackles of today
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It’s one of those days Where I have strayed too far from bed And the world is a colorless blur All the songs I bear Rush away in obscenities Guiding the spark along the wick To the arms of disaster It is that day That day, I must storm through the fog Where I’ve sprouted…
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: The fog is rising over the mountain tops, Blocking out all the morning sun, Makes it sometimes hard to see, The true colours of everyone. The fog is right in front of my eyes, It’s blocking out the sun beginning to rise, Where is the horizon and the shore, I…
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Anxiety, plunges into his stomach Twisting and shredding As red seas rise into his throat To fall, from his cold and weary gaze
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She moves gently Like an afternoon wisp Outpouring, her truth, her affection Into each stream of thought Until they overflow With the same cries of rapture
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I crawl into a safe frame of mind As the mountainous waves Ram the floodgates The howl of the wind grows rabid Like the steady cries of a revenger Stolen from their grave From within the grey walls of this fortress I see beyond the havoc Beyond the streaks of blood in the water On…
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: ? I imagine . . . Someday I will find myself ? The self that has been waiting for me all along ? I will stop stumbling about in the dark, Fearing the unknown, and withdrawing from the world ? One day I will awaken, And be like . .…









