Tag: literature
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Poem: Lies
Words and actions – unmatched. The truth is shrouded in mystery. So far back in history, That I begin to doubt myself. The effort applied to closing my ears and eyes, While you reveal a lie, concealing what should, Be known. Why spend more time, more energy, Entangling yourself in a web of secrecy? For…
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Poem – ‘Try’
Swallowing pride, Suppressing suggestions of surrendering, To the doubts damning me from within. An attempt to achieve, Guised more as an attack on my ego, Failure must be coupled with Cheshire cat’s grin. To try, An action well-known to the brave. Yet not even an acquaintance of I nor him. Trying to…
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Poem – ‘A’ Is For Attraction
Enveloped in an aura of eternal amor. Any armour I adorned, Has been undone, it has been torn. Most magnetic is the mystery. My mind is mute from misery, As my heart mends from the lover before. ‘A’ is for attraction, The feeling of acceptance, Of an emotion more alien and more raw.…
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A Poem About Love
Love. Imaginary, or a force of nature? Like the idea of ‘consciousness’. Are they both just falsehoods, Or truly realities experienced by those favoured? Love. As comforting as a hot bowl of soup, On a cold frosty evening. In its absence we are all but, Lost souls, floating on rafts destined for sinking. …
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Poem: Present/Future
We only have the present. Regardless of what we want in our futures, It is the ‘now’ which takes all of the credit. Living in the moment, An experience unknown to many. We disown it in exchange for a chance to oneday own a moment, Which is nothing more than merely a ‘maybe’.…
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Poetry: Change
A leopard can change its spots. But cheetahs never do. Changing your mind is one thing. But changing your heart, is about as easy as making a mountain move. 2020 A new year, a new you. This year will be different. A false promise? Or does here lie the truth? Do you need…
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Poem: La Familia
La Familia, Blood’s thicker than water. A ‘V’ for Vendetta, If any were to ‘runneth’ over. Sibling feuding subsides, Eyes are dried as, The belly of the beast rolls over in submission. Fist fights in a blink of an eye become, Nothing more than a memory of augmented vision. La Famila, The Family,…
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Poem: Stress
Stress. The subtle strangler. It manifests itself in many ways. A fabrication of the mind. Sending cortisol coursing through our veins. Life – so full of precious pressures. So petty, so small, minute. ‘A busy life is a happy one.’ A lie disguised as truth.
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Poem: A Parent’s Love
A Parent’s Love Embers of amor engulf us as you touch my face once more. Held in your arms as closely as the day on which I was born. You have loved me from the moment my heart began beating. A childhood spent with you, If only time could be repeated. Although I will grow…
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Poem: Anger
Teeth grit like vice grips on steel. The metallic hiss rings unforgivingly long. I raise my hands to the air Empty handed I surrender. Empty handed I look for answers. Yet none rings true for this. Like a swinging pendulum I’m hot and then cold Impatience – an unwelcome friend yet makes itself all too…
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Poem: Timeless Beauty
Timeless beauty. What a contradiction. Will you still love me, When my hair loses thickness? When my skin starts to wrinkle? When my youth is but memory in the distance? Time. It’s bittersweet. Cruel to the appearance. Yet kind to the mind. Stripping away my pride in my looks, To expose an endearment for…
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Poem: Stress
An advantage or a hindrance? The Goldilocks analogy, Too much – and you can’t handle it. Too little – and you’re indifferent. Your blood, now laced with cortisol, Your mind is always racing, Synapses twitch like rabbits nostrils, Your patience is fast erasing. What can you do to make it stop? You internally…
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