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Is it envy that burns you alive? Does it sweep through your nights Choking the life, out of ill-fated dreams? Does it move you to hatred? To curse the uprisings In troubled young hearts? Does it mother your outbursts? Drawing the reigns, of your every breakdown Then searing you shut? Let the mob sweep through…
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Relaxation Dulls the pangs of unborn ills As silence reigns supreme Time is abundant Dashing and weaving out of reach Again and again Till the crash of tomorrow At its marvelous peak Throw your perils off the edge Let them scream From below in their broken shards Take to this moment This respite of wind…
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The wilderness stalls Giving way to a theater of madness Thundering to the brim With the ramblings of poets Ensnared by their rhythms The years fade softly Blissfully Draining, every twinge of fright The lights beam far and wide Inviting all dissidents To carve their sorrows into silence Just over the hills There, fellowship rings…
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Until the last passages snake from my mind In a tearful frenzy The quest rolls on Through the farewells of friends I will slave for every last syllable As nightfall Trembles for blood To the clatter of the pen on the marble floor And that lifeless stare The quest rages on
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Nightmares are always in motion Like rising smoke From the ruins Of a troubled Yet triumphant past
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: Photo Credit: Pixabay.com ? Kissing the Rain ? ? They sky suddenly became dark; the devils soul present ? Dark heavy clouds pregnant with malice, suddenly unleash hypnotic sonic booms ? His deep hidden anger; sets tornado’s loose to roam free ? Tension releases jagged bolts of lightning, aiming specifically…
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There is no sigh of relief as the gun smoke fades A man slumps forward Tethered to his stake Their accusing ropes Claw deep into his wrists For his passionate crimes Uttered only in darkness Though he’s fastened to death The rage of the masses Will quake unafraid Given over to a plague Beckoning, Revolt
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: ? His time Was better spent languishing In the bittersweet foam And bone-white silence ? Beyond The full-heart chorus of kin Rife With their myths Of unfettered pride ? His time Was better spent Drowsing in peace ? Beyond His fellow man’s lash Their verse Ever-lively, yet stale ? His…
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A deep and deliberate breath Before the gates burst open With the gushing turmoil of dawn A prayer For the swathes of the desperate Who will moan and lament from their ashes Night after night And a welcoming heart Steeled for eternity’s rage Pulsing With the chorus of “march”
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There was a lone boat In the seam of the earth and the sky And a full life silently drowsing Torched by noon A sailor swayed to the ocean’s rhythms Nudging him along, into a well-earned rest A line was cast As he basked in his refuge of oak Savoring, the shades of summer No…
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