What more is truth than what you are afraid to admit to yourself. Your conscience dictates what is true and reason clouds your innate judgement. The truth is burried, laying sluggishly, under many layers of logic and different shades of common sense. And yet the might of your will does not want to let her…
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I wish for a sound to disrupt the silence. I wish for lightning to strike the darkness. I wish for a gust of wind to swirl the fallen leaves. I wish for a drop to ripple the motionless waters of a lake. I wish for an eclipse so that the sun may kiss the moon.…
All the revolutions of my riddled spirit stir simultaneously, creating a whirlpool of thoughts that threatens to devour me. I hold on to memories like one would hold on for dear life. You struck a chord in me I never knew existed and just as you did, you almost instantly fell into quiet stillness. Now,…
I do not ask of you the moon, it is to be admired as is. I do not want pledges of eternal love, for i know that they fade when spoken instead of being felt silently. The mere thought of immortality is futile and yet when it comes to poetry, it seems to be the…
Tight ropes encircle me, pulling me in a breathless embrace. I hide in the dark accepting my fate. You linger in the shadows, your presence soothes me. I’m bound by words and actions are impossible. I pray to darkness to cover my flaws. I tremble faced with the possibility of light. I choose candlelight, is…
I’m a dancer with no music, a musician with no notes, a singer with no voice. I’m an actor with no play, a writer with no words, an artist with no soul. Abandoned by music, deprived of a voice, lost without text, interaction seems impossible, still i try. I try with no soul to breathe…
Humans suffer from both knowledge and oblivion simultaneously, never being able to completely conquer either. They strife for self-discovery and in the end, it remains a mystery for most and an endless torture for others. The path of a righteous man, always takes a toll on his psyche. His body wares sooner and the Eons…
Your words haunt me. At night, when the world is silent and still, your voice travels through time and space, violently piercing my quiet and stagnant thoughts. Your image instantly swallows my reflections like quicksand and my soul like the rising of the tides immerses completely in an eternal discussion with you. Out of time…
Delirious ghosts haunt my routine. Random notions pop into mind, forming segmented ideas refusing to materialise. No coherent words, no real sounds, only a blurred image of a vague conclusion. Wandering, lost and befuddled, in an ocean of shatterd expectations and sharp truths, I gasp for air. The blackness of the abyss, like a sirene,…
The heart of the city beats tediously, stale and stagnant, under heavy grey skies she sleeps. Monotony. A constant thumping sound coming from roadwork, the rhythmic honking of cars in the background, bustling people… noise clouds my mind. Slow nonchalant walking, a soulless continuous forward movement. Scents of smoke from nearby bars stifle me. The…