• Beginning What Already Had Begun

    Beginning What Already Had Begun

    If life were a flute, then living would be the air,Striking every blocked orifice until it finds a vent.With each strike,Losing an index from the exponent.Trudging along for a long, long time,In a surreal definition of time itself,I find that many of the frames I imagineFail to reach the canopy of creative sustenance.Mostly because thoughts…

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  • Tethered to Reality

    Tethered to Reality

    From the yearning stell, brilliance conferred upon the barbed wires.The chiseled ends sparkle like golden blue crystals on daring rose petals.Oceans locked and killed within the prison of reality,As Ignorance shames, tortured andMutilated by the harshness of existence.Deep within the heart, indignation lies silent.Aspirations are but oddities.Truths shackled, barred from embracing thoughts of tenderness.Acceptance quenches…

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