Creative Writing
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How goes itOf twin stalemates,Holding vapor in the lungs,Churning cloudsIn the duality of distance,As rain might fallUpon either hemisphere? Losing our tearsIn places we could swim.Why would we batheIn the ocean between us? Once simple sentence,A singular sadnessExpressed from lips,Begging for that kissTo melt such pain fromThe sleepless sun. All I seeOf the eastIs your…
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IdiociesHave kept me staidWith the barest wordsYou’ve taken to beCruelest honesty. I have saidThe worst in historyTo keep you murderedOutside of gentleness,From the mind of mineThat bathed in suchAbsence in consolation. Be aliveEven in the dust,For I will lift you,I will soar youAcross the barren fields,To the distant solitudeOf crystal Heaven. Be aliveEven among the…
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MemoriesClog the arteries,Rewinding into dark circlesIn the film reel of dissonance.We steered a flash forward,Leaning intoWhere existence walkedInto a light.Fading with a weighted breath,Shielding our eyes to sunsets. Walking aheadWith eclipse upon our shoulders,Singing from achesThat sculpt our woes to remindWhat steps can be, to rewindThe flood driving usOnward, to be curtainedBy stray leaves of…
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Lustful burnNear waiting smiles,Cold caressOf palms atop beamingTwin shoulders,With porcelain cheeksDotted by the stinging tears,For you have fedYour heart the feast of lonelinessMuch too long. Healing appetite,Though you’ll never yearnFor another biteWhen mouth falls togetherWith mouth. My love,Put your eyes insteadTo the sun,To douse yourselfIn forgotten colors. Bleed openYourself, from the awakeningOf a dying smile,Building…
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WalkingIn bleeding footsteps,Staying where sickness burnsIn the rubble of our nowhere,Stealing mercyFrom the holiest HellsOf Heaven. We leechWhat we can feedWith kisses, pushed deep.StealingColdness from the remnantsOf winter,Keeping eyes upon the skiesWhere rainKeeps us smiling in our fever,Washing old visions. WarmthCan only hold usFor long as arms can sweepThe dust from our sides,Shoulders and minds,For…
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Backwards,I crawl, to your open grave,Weeping a waterfallBleeding behind,Towards no shore of the earth’s design,To take this paceOut onto the ocean’s stretch,With arms to heedYour grace,Your dying call. Washing my handsIn the farewell to you,CleaningFingers, among porcelain palms,Bending a mind into sadness,Waving awayYourself, to the driftOf waves depicting the partingOf Moses in his releaseOf freedom.…
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Sealing loveAfter numerous sunsets,Curving footsteps backwardsOn a pathTowards the heartbeat’s abyss,Knowing where a frownMust, once moreBe raised. Losing you to a grave,Holding hope by its own threadsOf the garmentThat had warmed meIn the conceit,The denialThat you did not fadeIn my new state of being. Forever,Your shelter is inside the earth,While the warmthKeeps you company even…
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StarvingUpon the twigs of the moon,Dropped from unseen birds,Fed to our mouthsAs fading colors,HearingWhat signs are givenTo the ache of dual heartsClashing in Hellish Heaven. We used to kissIn empathetic intertwine.Though, with the faces that see distanceToo familiar in the arid night’s air,We kissOnly to find tears more consumable,To grow ill upon our mourning. Unstable,In…
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She brought back rosesAll red in hue,Splashed with the mourningUpon the morning,The sunrise of her tears. With beauty that leaves reflectionsDoused in the earth, without correction,With long chimes hanging fromThe autumnal boughs of naked trees,Vulnerability is heardIn the sickness she lets loose. Tears fall upon the red of love,In the same ease as this seasonEngulfed…
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Simple smileWith no funeral for the settingOf parted soulsWho kept escapingTo futures, concealed in the eyes,Peeled back of identity.While she yearned,I gave her a turnTo be final, with me. Before the world swallowsOur echoesFor the cries of the other,Haven’t we only loved? Before we screamIn our closet of shadows,Caressing rose-tinted cheeks,Haven’t we only loved? DespairingIn…
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The day whenOur lips never retreatBack to swallowing tears,To their tremblingIn barren fears. When that dayComes as open as whenThe nighttime breaksThrough, with the sun to riseIn the caress of great warmthTo the cold backsOf the other. Then,I come with great songPoured open from my heartThat I have always lovedWithout letting go. You have always…
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Great fragrance,Warm remembranceOf what once wasIn the fog of ever-blue eveningsWhere you rain what is leftOf cruelty in your heart. Holding hands, nowWith an empty frame,As the spaceNear to me, in the rainOnce laid the porcelain figureWith cheeks as redAs the descension of a sun,With eyes as sadAs the lifting moon. Waking in flame,While the…
Modern Romanticism 