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Cut away the strings That have wound me in service Forging, the gorges and peaks of tomorrow Free these trained arms and legs So I’ll sink into the fog On the awaited crusade to myself Level these judging walls So my voice may soar into daylight Gathering the ballads of the lost Sever the wires…
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: Congratulations to the following contributors whom have been chosen for the literary publication of I Have a Name. I Have a Name Contributors: ? Jackie Chou – The Park of Life Mahinour Tawfik – Psycho C.J. Clark – A Thwarted Undoing, Pretend, North of Reality Amanda J. Evans – Destination…
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Saturday evenings leap Into cool formal shades Stomping out the flames of the week There’s a rush of fine-tailored royals Stuffing every block Like the Great Barrier Reef At its prime Until downtown is a pulsating creature Swallowing full nights And retching up worms For Sunday to judge
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May she never stray from sight In the heart of dusk As bedlam rises from its lair Or I’m sure to waver And slide into apathy’s chains Too drained to break free May her bravery chime Leading me, over the breach again And clear into rapture
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The thrilling high hopes of summer Are confined and smothered In the balm of August Rain always looms and sways Like refreshing promises Unkept, and hoarded by the silvery heavens And not a seaborne gust Can free us from the oven’s heave Broiling our affections For the broad days of summer So August burns With…
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Today was an agile beast Stalking every inch of my skull All to claw out civility’s roots Though this battle still wafts I fall into slumber with hope Having tussled the whole way Into nightfall’s bleary domain Though today was the villain Tomorrow may rise like a fawn And take to the brush Without a…
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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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