Poetry

Stillness

The hours rush by And day turns to night And night turns into day And we exist In a muddle of crowds, aspirations and emotions Craving for a change For time to still For the day to dawn For the storms to pass by

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These Nights

These nights, these nights, these hazy nights Eyes wide open, mind unclear These days, these days, these days Things just dont feel right Eyes wide open, heart unsure I’ve been here before, I can’t say I dont know I’ve walked down these roads before, sat through the same show I know how it all ends, […]

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Wishful Thinking

“There has to be a way to fix everything  a magical glue that sets the world right  every broken heart, every broken dream  every broken bone, and every broken link  magically glued to work right  Everything lost found again  Everything that hurts, fixed with time.” 

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Statue of Alabaster

I saw a statue of alabaster unaware of the fragile heart that rested within I admired the smooth supple skin on its surface blind to its guilt and its sin I saw a statue of alabaster an object of idolation, and a desire burned within to be a statue of alabaster, always poised and serene.

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