Monthly Archives: August 2019

Shotgun

There’s something goin’ onand on, and on like a bouncingball from the ping-pong table. I’ve tried to be a better versionand truth is, all matters can’t turngrey with you. The color on my cheek popson a shade of pretty pink, … Continue reading

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The Bosom Of A Lover’s Night

Like the bosom of a lover’s night.There’s nothing failed nor compromised.Though our eyes are heavy and dry,we fall in a slumber of bliss and sigh. 2019

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The Wayward Mind

Abandoning. Left in a shallow exultation. Lousy and rotten, a fruit not wanted. A semblance to a prodigal, allowed to enlarge the gap that has an origin. No repentance but regrets have not overcome the common feathers in the wayward … Continue reading

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The Whirlwind

A fisherman and his net. On a sunny day and a rainy night. Some are good catch, some are not. He has all the energy. Suddenly his muscles turn weakly when the whirlwind tear down a massive entity. This giant … Continue reading

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but we fix the wounded, but we tried to get along, but we stand after the fall, but we break our barriers.   2019

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I Have Not Longed For A Day Without You

I have not longed for a day without you. Your absence does not complete my cycle of cheer. When you’re gone, the world won’t be worthy as you. Please don’t break my heart into pieces.   2019

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Psychology

I wake up in the mystery of your presence. You burn me intimately. The hours of consciousness stretch like a rubber of realization. Before the sundown, are mortal talks of busybodies. Burdens are uploaded from hearts to the face of … Continue reading

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