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The Picture of Dorian Gray (Recommended Reads)

The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde My rating: 4 of 5 stars ‘It often seems to me that art conceals the artist far more completely than it ever reveals him. ‘ This short novel was highly controversial in its time, and Wilde revised the novel due to some of the criticisms it received.…
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Siddhartha (Recommended Reads)

There are terms throughout this book that more than likely a great many of us will not be familiar with, yet do not let that put you off. This is a great tale of life as it details the clash of a young man named Siddhartha as he struggles between the material world and the…
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Belief (Poem)

With our impulses pulsating, Holding the pulse of Satans hand with an arm on the harmonica of an angels harmony, in the harms and virtues we see and do not see in us, both the lowest of the low and highest of the high. Breathing heavily, like thieves of jeopardy flicked on and off between…
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Layers of being (Poem)

Aesthetics of covering cosmetics can keep appeal, as I’ve yet to be peeled Chopped or diced, from farmers market to exposed in the basket, for I’m not like others more fruitful.   Banana skins protect their sweetness, and citrus sits to rest on tongues, Yet I speak from different scales, enveloping the bitterness to soak…
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Killer of conscience (Poem)

I don’t want success if its terms and conditions chucks its cesspool at others as conditions of these terms   I don’t want this money If it bloodies my hands by banks that use it to exploit what these hands had earned   I don’t want a big house If that empty space just adds…
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Moths to flames (Poem)

Sight of decorative flames that dance, with rhythmic impulse its invitations draw the pulse in to its warmth of hospitality.   Its promises pleasing, lexicon teasing Like a friend of years, openly cordial Sounds of bubble wrap popping show no signs of stopping, until you draw near   You start to feel numb and cold,…
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Preyer (Poem)

First time in decades, they rose to their feet, Realising where their hope lay, conceding defeat, A great feat, how successive pitfalls had led to this moment, Now no more doors to open, the light inside had shown them, Standing in front of their Lord, while time had been so generous, Submitting to His splendour,…
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