Interest in this blog is for those who partake in valuing philosophy and poetry.
I will ridicule this mediocrity of a mindset until I am frozen and dead in the grave. It is pathetic. To sugarcoat or create a euphemism for the word “narcissism” and say that it is “self-care”, makes me tremble with rage. Love is an emotion that can only come from an external source. If that […]
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Let me swipe away all the tears, So that my own replace their presence. I know you’ve only needed one droplet To fill a void. Because, the next scene Is when I consume all those who stand Between us. The next act Of our play Is when I sentence those to death Who ever crossed […]
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Is life this Piece upon piece, of open and ripe imagery In the whispered moments, Where I dreamed to hold you beside me? Do you still dream Of every love gone right? You would still like to Roll among the fog and embers Beneath the distant twilight. You would like to See me in my […]
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Unbolt the feelings That take precedence Over the future, where I will continue to wallow In the murk and mire, Drenched in the dark blood Of many nights in caress. What times I choose to feel, And place a palm upon my chest To hear the thudding beats, And the future that fleets. Why has […]
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Walk through The long hallways, Where feelings break And cellars quake Along the broken symmetry Of his old and frail heart. Walk through What youth Deemed to relive, And never forgive. Because, all for hands to sift Is the burned images Of something not yet gained For the two hearts, becoming one. Like love never […]
Read More“Count how many stars linger in the universe. Their endlessness is freedom. What humans want, are shackles. What humans want, is purpose. Purpose is the wall placed before the one who is free. We would reside in continued tedium, were freedom to be all to consume. Love is a shackle. Love is a confinement. Love […]
Read More“Age is a reality. The effects of age, more-so a reality. The way we ‘interpret’ ourselves would not be a thing, were we to not have surroundings. That is, the way we interpret ourselves, comes at the reaction of what the world has done to us. Even if a human were to be immortal, would […]
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The blackest air,The disease,Was never enough to truly see youIn your time of plight. I kissedA song down into your throat,And drew a curtain asideTo see you even more. Love sleepsUpon shelves made of mahoganyAs an endless storm of books,Captured of each detail. Look upon your hair,There are spiders that crawl through it.Each strand, they […]
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Sometimes, When life looks in both directions, And can staple itself Against Hell’s ceiling And Heaven’s floor, We can realize we’ve stepped over stones that float Atop blood and marrow That swim in the heads of those ambitious Enough to follow their own voice. Oh, love With either end to see the lady through To […]
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Split upon the image Of two destinies apart, from the other In time. I have loved a woman Lost deep in a landscape, A fire, A bloody mire That was as old as the tomb that shakes her form Down to its core. Love writes long passages Etched on graves, Bound up in twine And […]
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When life holds together Broken hands and broken fingers, The connection of pain. From the open mouths of crying widows, To the sung and sorrowful dirges Of impoverished children, Still can the brokenness find a path To a certain world, Where futures find shelter. To rise, Means to ride The open waves that crest, But […]
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Just a taste, Just to implore You, to not move On the scale, where tall winds will tell their tale On your frozen form. I have bent What I have kissed, Your form, the exquisiteness Of everything I have ever missed From my life, to its bliss. Now that death Has cloaked you, What will […]
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