Tag: soul

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Travellers (Short Story)

Do you ever notice how children endeavour to move? They long to conquer their surroundings – their eyes speaking fascination of the world, their open mouths screaming misinterpreted joys of sights they behold. They fall only to learn how bruises can turn to steps. Young ones secretly know a lot that we do not –…
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Self check (Poem)

They warned of the dangers of a self-check, To realise how I may dispense hate Or how my labelling of others Can irritate their stay As I cash in the cheque of self, Signed by the soul I tried to bargain with, Playback my Dictaphone of record sales, I can hear my own heart hardening…
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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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Burning out (Poem)

Fangs of addiction marked by pangs and affliction When reality seems so strange, it draws fans towards fiction An exaggerated diction, can only pay so much homage to being honest, of heartaches… in the knowledge of what could’ve been accomplished   This soul knows too well, where it could be by now Its holes had…
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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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Walking contradiction (Poem)

My heart has been colonised, should know better, yet I compromise, Talk about society with borrowed thoughts from an unconscious mind For all that I’ve commented on, seemingly sharing my insight, Epitomises this foolishness; how artificial what I incite.   Try to coat my own ignorance with words from the wise, Shadow staring pensively; it…
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Cultivated from seeds. (Poem)

Memories of games played in sands, Joyful liberation of youth defined, Cupping scoops within each hand, Grains flow briskly with time. Potential speaks of a life to come, Possibilities of untrodden paths yet to be, Future currencies evolve from the young, Their eyes encapsulate greater periphery. Dreams illuminated from lit faces, Blown candles carry wishful…
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