• Poem – “A Shell of Needless Stains” – Romance – 9/3/2020

    Hold your head close,Soft one,There is still another tear left to consume,Tragic one.Your belly requires the sustenanceOf an aching noonWhere dreams are caught in the highest sun,As oceans are wept from the furthest gazeOf tinted eyes. Wildest morningsCome upon your brow,For we believe the shell of needless stainsIn our bodiesHave amounted for all,With none for…

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  • Poem – “Trapped in Yearning” – Romance – 9/3/2020

    Glistening fogAbout your wrists,With gestures towards the paint upon walls,With stillness to your face,As you laid in the grave.For as your fingers point to the earthen sides,My eyes shower your cheeks.As you lay there to be coveredBy the damp debris,I am here to read aloud the nightIn my palms. Your worldIs regrettably deadBeneath all the…

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  • Poem – “Allow our Love to Go” – Romance – 9/3/2020

    Hold handsAround the stems to the roses,That you will grasp thornsTo bleed iron up to your nostrils.Your growthIs a fermented kind,That moves to the blue behind the overcast.You show mercy to newest daylight,Telling the truth to children,Leaving the wires about your heart,In connection to disconnection. I will show strandsOf my hair,How they burnBehind my own…

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  • “If deception becomes believed in this society of ours, we’d only know a person by the mask upon their face. For beneath that mask, is the truth. The mask, itself, merely represents us covering the truth.” – Modern Romanticism Truth is a oneness. A wholeness. If we splinter the truth, we fragment a reflection. We…

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  • Poem – “A Man’s Promise” – Romance – 9/2/2020

    She said to me,“Unfold yourself,That you might shed tearsUpon this empty paper.I want to read who I am,Not what you are.” I shed a drop,I fled to safety,To catch moreUpon the pageThat never fadedThe letters, into time. Her death will sink a ship,As I sink my heartStraight through the cracksOf a former love.Where was once…

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  • “A generalization is not so much the trivialization of a person, place, or thing. It is more the act of simplifying a person, place, or thing so that ambition, as a drive for stupidity, does not bring in a chaotic mentality.” – Modern Romanticism A man is direct, and straightforward. He is weak, when he…

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  • “Accountability is the perfect counterweight to ambition.” – Path of Exile (Malachai, The Nightmare)

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  • “Grief compels the fool to act out, from it. Grief compels the fool to raise a fire against those who wronged them. They are consumed, blinded, by the need for Vengeance. The blood boils up to their eyes, and they see nothing more than their own carnage. A common human element is hunger. Hunger is…

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  • “Deconstructionists are termites. They require extermination. They are pests, who live to tear down development. What had a business done to raise itself, only for a termite wandering in the streets to pull it down? What does ignorance do, of the same? It breaks. People will speak of the power of knowledge. Though, the power…

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  • “Justice does not steer us in a direction, nor does it conform to the emotion of anger. One is calm, through Justice. One is decisive and planning, through Justice. One does not maneuver with a blade or gun to the target of oppression, and call it Justice. For Justice is never personal.” – Modern Romanticism…

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  • Poem – “Your Corpse in the White” – Romance – 8/31/2020

    Concealed,WeakenedBy straining tonguesWho dareTo speak your name in their light.I am a trumpet too farIn the orchestra, to recite my words.Yet, my tears flow as ebony rain,Washing clouds above my head. They fall.Do you feel their sting?Your corpse is still a roseIn my pupil.I stareWith eclipse to my mind.Blackness speaks through my wordsAs the light…

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  • Poem – “If You Should Ever Die” – Romance – 8/31/2020

    What cliffShall send me overboard?I am on this trainSet for no destination,Except to your arms.Shall that be the abyss’s bottom,That is always endless?Where shall I leave myself,Should you ever die? The great washOf your tears,Set as sparkles against the sun,Molds me as the manMeant to lose his legsShould you ever drop.To protect means to neglectMyself,In…

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