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Impromptu
moments
have spurs—
sharp little flares
of now
kicking
air
into wind.

No time
to rein it—
just ride
the wild
minute
where it
wants
to go.
I am incapable of writing
So don't try to convince me that  
I possess countless poetic ideas.

Because at the end of the day,  
I see only failures in every attempt.  
And I'm not about to lie by saying that  
each setback helps me along.

Because no matter what,  
                        I feel trapped in a cycle of mediocrity.                        
And I am in no position to believe that  
true inspiration dwells within me.

For even in my darkest musings,  
Am I as uninspired as my doubts proclaim?
Backwards poems are so fun to write! They take away my writer's block!
I would like to utter whats utmost  important,
Most interestingly its the least interesting
Non the least its important

Unity
Within and without
You are not too good for me
But I think you know that already
You aren’t the type
To put yourself above another life
I’m just not your flavor
And that is your right
It’s not a silent commentary
Regarding what’s wrong with me
I just taste differently
Bittersweet
It’s hard to not take personally
But tang ain’t for everybody
Today is a good day—
my hands don't shake as I pour
sunlight into cups.
The world will leave us wanting
this is mankind's perennial plight
every want enslaves and oppresses
with its relentless might

none is ever with their lot satisfied
with this,  personal freedom takes flight
each is imprisoned but unaware
it's akin to one's moral suicide
 Apr 8 Tuininga
Jia En
Don't pretend it isn't still stuck
At the back of your mind
Don't blame it on bad luck
You know you're the reason you're
Falling behind
Couldn't you have done more
Held on for a bit longer
Been a little bit stronger
Well now look at who the crowd’s
Laughing at; you screamed a bit too loud
For the pain you've gone through
Why’re you
So weak? Answer me
Seriously
Look me in the eye and tell me
You aren't just a mess sitting in
The corner. They told you you'd win
In life; the only thing you can do
Now is prove them right, you
Know what I mean?
Stop lying to yourself. You haven't seen
Worse. You know
You're fine. So go.
All it takes
Is one step off the edge to make
History. One last breath.
[The admin has kicked ‘Natural Death'.]
Words
more words
yet more
and more-

hush
let silence
take over

hold back
step aside -
in that blank state
essence
and meaning
will emerge
from each distilled word
Dawn did tell me
It’s deepest secret
As the morning
Did put it to rest

And the morning
Came to seek
What it was
Dawn had said

But I was stranded
And frozen in time
As the afternoon
Left morning behind
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