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Continue reading →: Apology to Wild AnimalsWhat have the humans done? The greed of money and power Made them ravenous for you. You do not belong trapped inside many cages swimming in filth and disgusting, dirty containers filled with slime and grime as you await to be picked, bought, slaughtered, gutted and enjoyed by greedy humans…
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Continue reading →: Yearning Heart
My heart longs for the sweet drippings of honesty, dignity, strength and class present in the music of life, tastes of the spirit, Smells of the heart. The shame of it all, is that I must imagine, what this would be like, because time is a filter beyond our souls…
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Continue reading →: Shark Tale
Your untimely death would’ve served As cataracts within our eyes; Verifying our idealized view, Endorsing our biased outlook, Manifesting our nostalgic feelings Of your hidden, feigned character. Had quietus bestowed itself on you We would have mourned a façade, Wasting steady buckets of tears, Bawling and crying over you; The…
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Continue reading →: Dust RainFlying rids dust particles from between creases, hidden within the cloth, hanging against the window. Certain memories too painful of their purpose for being plague the room with terror, with angry dreams of regret. Winter air blows through, stirring the stale atmosphere by silently bellowing the cries, of an innocent…
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Continue reading →: Thoughts of Faith
I was moved by the spirit.I was moved by the spirit.Of my cautious good nature.Of my cautious good nature.Cautious by my good spirit,Moved was I of the nature. Resounding in my mind and heart.Resounding in my mind and heart.Is my faith in divine order.Is my faith in divine order.Divine order…
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Continue reading →: Powerless Love
I cry out in mercy, Pining for you. Your voice, Your presence, Your skin, Your touch, Escapes my pleas, Avoiding my silent prayers. I can’t bear this. In my tears, the salt Forms the body of you. I run thru out the field, Chasing your runaway spirit. Honey, you have…
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Continue reading →: Reincarnated Soul
I don’t belong here, in this modern society. I am not just an old soul, I am a reincarnated one. I refuse to watch television. I don’t want social media. I don’t need much company. I like to be left alone. I stay with myself with my own thoughts, while…
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Continue reading →: I Am A WriterI just want to say that I am a writer. I am a poet. I am a creative writer. I have a lot of imagination and like to express this in poetry, short stories, essays, and various thoughts. Writing is my passion, writing is my love. I hope you will…
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