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FairlyCultured Nov 2020
We escaped the city of damp faiths
We walked hand in hand
Far away, leaving behind waves of unknown
Something like...
A journey of detached dreams

Vagrant souls, landed somewhere far from home
Where homes don't have lights of their own
Pouring the emotions to the sands sitting under the bright sun
We waited for the dusk, then the night.

Aspirations reached astronomical height
Clear and bright in the dark sky, creating definition.
As though projected by a designed searchlight

We realised before the dawn
Here, happy moments don't feel like a loan

Wishes of the unlived unknowns have unveiled
Promises made, and you and I
We will never, again, become prisoners of lifestyle.
FairlyCultured Aug 2020
For a while now
I have been visiting the land of newborn grass.
They wouldn't lend me what I came for,
Told me it's yours.

But I met you, my friend.
So beautiful, so strong
So clueless yet so sure.

If you are the believer kind,
Pray to your God that
May I fear less and live more.
FairlyCultured Aug 2020
Bear with me, I must warn you,
My thoughts are alone.
Traded a thousand for nothing,
With them and the unknown.

Left with nothing but a paper and a pen.
Let's just say,
Lucky are those who can afford to be in tears
Every now and again.
FairlyCultured Jul 2020
They say
Paris is the city of love
Apocalypse is the wrath of God
I say play your cards right
And get saved from both.
FairlyCultured Jun 2020
They say that descended raindrops have their own stories
And even silence  in rhythm to create music
I thought those are just lies wrapped in prettiness,
Until one day the tired poet went to sleep fighting for words
And I dug up the old buried book looking for passion and truth.
...
..
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FairlyCultured Mar 2020
I don't belong to the past, it's too revealing
I don't belong to the future, it's too overwhelming
And I tried to make sense with the present
I realised time doesn't claim me.
Playing with thoughts CAN be dangerous
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