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I’m miles away in this hazy tempest of thoughts Surrendering daydreams To be swallowed by the rush Paris, Nairobi, Belfast Are but faded phenomena That echo, in the fury until lost Friends, foe and family alike Are inwoven inside of its greed Then scattered out of reach I’m miles away On a dead-end trail, Beaten…
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: Baby Boy ? I thought those were tears When he brought you to me, Your cries sounded faint As I passed out again. ? Oh, sweet baby boy We waited all night, My pain from induction You were quite the sight. ? You burst in the heat On that summer…
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Originally posted on 17Numa: Something Shifting in the Sky Another poet with a bled and broken heart – oh, gag me with both of your silver spoons Another poet with a jealous ego – hell, I thought art was designed to be more creative by half Another poet with a grudge to…
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Originally posted on 17Numa: Funny How It Goes Sometimes Considering how everything was wrong when our ship went down, the situation could not have ended up any better. Insert your next parable here while I keep busy never figuring out this paradox called… Shift so subtly with the spin; cycle when the…
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Originally posted on 17Numa: Midnight Wonder/Wander Head in the clouds, soul on the brink of salvation and/or annihilation at any/every moment. The signs in the sky appear to point out our future in space. The signs in my mind seek to find the path home to source. But the signs…
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I’ll never live as well as my former self In the slew of gilded ages Full of unmatched beauty The past, bears a deep shade of green So charitable and lush While the present, is dying and ashen and brown Tomorrow, is cruel and elusive How it stirs the high hopes, of former years Then…
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: ? You lead And I follow devoutly In pursuit of inner rapture Bestowed, in each scrap of melody ? Enthralled Lockstep Ever-loyal ? The harmonies pour In unwavering torrents A bounty For scouring hearts Sprung open, by their savage thirst ? Enthralled Lockstep Ever-loyal ? They’ll nurse their young And…
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Foghorns adrift at first light Is the welcome that fills my mind, My lungs, with fresh resolve So I may slide away, from the shackles of the dark
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I retreat for secluded daydreams When the smoke and lead Has siphoned the air from my lungs To the woods Where peace of mind, abundantly flows So I may have my fill Until I’m wholly restored As the fires of life rage on Below in the trenches Where forsaken screams fly
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The chemicals surge Like the riptide each dawn Veering left then right And my skin and bones Become hatred’s kind host Coming down, is a hopeless endeavor So I fly high and blind through the days, First frantic, then simmering, then silent Until I’m drenched, by silver-sun showers Docile and cool Then I fade out…
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