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 Jan 2023 Mister J
Ghost
The battle of heart and mind is often one we lose it’s the one fight we can’t run from but yet alas it’s the hardest. It leaves the biggest scars and the deepest wounds. Wounds and scars that can’t heal
If fire burns
and destroys
everything
in it’s path

then why
do I want
to touch
the stars

so badly

can self destruction
really be so
beautiful
 Jan 2023 Mister J
Unpolished Ink
To be a bird
free on the breeze
taking in the charm of trees
to feel the light and taste the air
is not a gift that we can share
shackled to the ground it seems
we must content ourselves with dreams
leaving you to own the sky
while we look up and long to fly
All I know
Is how
I feel

And sometimes I
Wish I
Knew nothing
thankyou for the prompt, the questions.

some times there is no answer, no words to describe.

yesterday i went alone to hold those feelings private

there was joy in the small things

chips from the shop the first for two years

ate in the sun under the particular trees

the absence of red soap and the joy of seeing the garden again, the galvanised cold frames

and wondering why only eight of her children were carved in the church recess when she bore ten

yet I tell you this

it were a lovely day with new surprises

and confirmation that I never wish to win

nothing
I want to want to
Be happy

But maybe I don’t want to
Be happy
 Jul 2021 Mister J
The Wonderess
Her Anatomy is Astrology

With her starry eyes
She’ll lure you in
Her gaze giving you
A glimpse of
The galaxy within

Her miraculous mind is an
incredible constellation
Glistening with dreams,
Painted with imagination

Her soul shines brighter
Than Luna’s light
She’s as honest as the day
And mysterious as the night…
Tell me your favorite song,
I will probably listen to it many times, even if I don't like it.
Just mention one by one,
I will make them my favorite playlist.
I've been listening to everything since the first time I met you.
Look,
here,
where I will play it all as a lullaby,
or a string of words that is now a magic and grows in my head.
I will make it a favorite song.
Just count it, I'll start it.
One.
Two.
Three.
I already like it.

And now your favorite song is mine.
Indonesia, 16th July 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
 Jul 2021 Mister J
alexis
Nights feel so lonely
I wish I could see you
Talk to you
Pick your mind
Feel your skin against mine
But atlas, we have no time
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