Poems
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Life by firelightGoes unnoticedTo the world that sentencedHer, beneathCrippled stems without theirPetalsAnd radiance. I knew to love,Knew to lieWhile her flesh wasWithin faltering reach. Crippled,Stagnant for noReason to be unearthedFrom the grain,With all delicacyTo her pain. She had trembled among the leaves,Unable, as I was able to thinkOver which was, among the fall. Autumn’s breeze…
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Picture howFinal terrorsWere warm beginningsFor the faces that did laugh,At the end. Picture nowThe stories caught at angles,Bleeding for miles acrossShapeshifted understandingFor the forests that meltedWhispers into glades. Emptiness in the hollow well,For no cement could encrustA depiction of her fall. I still wishFor the dawn to comeEven as the rose petals fallInto burning fields.…
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This way we keepHolding onto faint ruins,Slipping upon the puddlesMade from our tears. This way we keepFolding our arms into curtains,Concealing the hurt, beneathThe movement of winds. My love runs a circleAbove your head,Tiny in the depictionTo the burial of truth. I can stare, foreverTo the funeral beneathWhere you closed shut the hazeTo be covered…
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Here, to fallAmongst you,Bleeding through open doors,Standing there to countAll droplets you have scatteredWith simple stainsUpon the white of cheeks. While all mouthsTo this rotten worldWill call its soundFrom around,Here you dishevel yourselfIn the ignition to anotherContortion of fairnessTo another storm. Left behindUpon the road of weariness,While scars settle with sunsetsFor eyes that create the…
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Two faces rejectThe simple state of beingFor the other, among the otherIn the creeping armsThat tear apartThe other. Into distant armsA storied kindness dwells,Made of makeshift consolationWith winter’s backbone,Masking the strength that never comesWith the waves. Simple tears broken apartWith the sliding currentAcross faces made of ivory.Gentle in the cruelest moments,Watered to the dive,Sickened to…
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Tame the positionOf one beast who bottledHis sunshine in the hourglass,While time kept us frozenTo observe the past. You were to the worldAll it aimed to ignore,All death desiredTo give birth to,Upon the murky shore. You liveTo keep singingYour pain, for the wildernessWhere isolation grows heaviestUpon leaves made of your disease. Why choose to forget?Why…
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Open heartTo the petty gustsBrought forthFrom the heartbroken surge,To the relief that dividesThe heart from grief. There is water in your veins,Bleeding out for the painWe both were singing for,Beneath the immaculate bedsheets.With faces heavy in the weariness,While eyes shower graceUpon hands made of metal. I choose to hold youOut of all other options,For one…
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Thin the glassAround your reflected heart.The moon brings wiresFor your defeated connectionTo the gleeful silence. You war with these years,Bleed amongst all shed tears,Though with a kiss in our solitude,All droplets become the oceanFor our bathing. Love leaves for the partingOf another sea,Red with all frozen breath,As water remains clearFor the reflected heart. A moonbeam…
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Bleed the sea onwardPast radiant hands,Past where tear droplets fellIn the porcelain meadowWhere nothing growsFrom palms,Holding eternal kissesUpon the heartline. LovesicknessReuses sicknessFrom burial to burialIn the fieldsWhere pain echoesThe soft whimperingOf another taleTold towards the past. A face where sceneryIs darkened by repeatedShadows, upon the twistOf cheeks, laid throughWith kisses, deep. Hold the Heavens down,Enter…
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RepetitionUpon the flowing curvesFor all blue-tinted veins,To the rivers a man wishes toPlunge himself,To sweep the pain clearFrom eyes that bleed moreFor the ocean. Life writes itselfIn verse,As a man holds his heartWithin the rhythm,For notes that gravitateInto rhymes. He wishesUpon no starsAmong immaculate sunlightTo breathe beneath the ocean,In her arms.To swim among the galaxiesShe…
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Someone looks backTo see me, a man depletedFor the rays of the sun,To each stinging curveCarved into a heartThat beats without the everythingOnce wielded in the bleeding. Her hope,Razor-sharp against the moon,Mournful with that of criesWhen she doubts. A love that keeps growingAs spring’s nighttime flowers,Above the grain,Reaching in great desperation. Cry for the tempestTo…
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Hold this rope,Tie this knot,Weep without knowing whyAll has been broughtTo this moment and occasion,To the face holding steadyThe tears bracing the fall,Upon laps made of stone. Shivering glass in the summerOf a reflection that begins to witherTowards the embrace of autumn.I weep without looking back,Weep without crossing tracksKeeping this flame aliveIn a heart, surely…
Modern Romanticism 