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 Oct 2016 Mistry
Timothy Ward
Honest souls
Dishonest lives
Gracious hearts
Calculating minds
Fractured families
Love unwinds
When you find yourself at polar opposites on almost every issue that bifurcates the family it is time to question belongingness. Especially when you find yourself on the wrong side of bigotry, intolerance, prejudice, pettiness and conditional affection. Time to move on.
 Oct 2016 Mistry
Autumn
Media
 Oct 2016 Mistry
Autumn
You tell me to be thin
You tell me to like a masculine boy that's strong and ****
You tell me to need to him
You tell me to cook and clean for him
You tell me to beseech him
You tell me to work out yet not to much
You tell me to be what he wants
The media, created by no one else but us,
Is you telling yourself to slowly **** yourself
Would you tell your little girl she isn't skinny enough? Would you tell 8 year old you that she's not smart or beautiful?
We sit and whine about needing to appease men, being unequal, not "pretty" enough or "skinny" enough
Yet we keep buying the magazines, watching the tv, feeding into the
Parasite known as the MEDIA
in order to change we must change our culture and our values
We must respect
Not only others but ourselves
Escape the hands reaching out to strangle you
Don't allow yourself to tie the noose around your neck
Defy the media
Define you
 Oct 2016 Mistry
Autumn
Untitled
 Oct 2016 Mistry
Autumn
The doors are locked
My shutters closed
Beneath the ground I lay
Hiding away
From the terror and calamity
This defense is quite flawed
Here I lay in the field
As the wind blows above and grass itches at my sides
My eyes are open
My mind is quiet as I ignore the recollection of what I mean
Of who I am
Of why I am this way
And
I ignore it all
Breath they whispered
And so I did.
My first time writing in quite some time. Criticism and interpretations are welcome although it's more like a note scrawled out
 Oct 2016 Mistry
Autumn
Untitled
 Oct 2016 Mistry
Autumn
And so slowly I began sinking away into the abyss that they call death
 Oct 2016 Mistry
Allan Frei
Miss
 Oct 2016 Mistry
Allan Frei
Nape of neck was so smoothly skimmed
Bumps formed to reach for you
Knife drew a crude line illustration backside
We're performance art for an audience of none
 Oct 2016 Mistry
Autumn
Feelies
 Oct 2016 Mistry
Autumn
I feel like he doesn't truly love me
And I feel like he loves her
I feel like I shouldn't be worried
And I feel like there is nothing to fear at all
For the feelies they truly are here
Evident within the light in his eyes and hers his is theirs
I am here and he is mine

She is there and I am here and who she is
Isn't she a thing? you aren't aware?
Dear how clever you appear to be
The sound resonating between your ears
How could you beg to differ that the truth isn't really the reality you have always feared?
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