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DET Apr 2023
As time passes, loneliness remains present
Suddenly, the breeze metamorphoses,
Myself roams aimlessly like the seeds of the dandelions,
Once again, the thought of you...
Never fails to efflorescence,
Stop asserting to me that, with the passage of time,
Complete healing of a given affliction will certainly occur...
Because I am still mourning..
A year ago, on April 22, 2022, I had a loss. Ever since their departure, it has been difficult for me to write. Today, for the first time, I was able to gather up the courage to write a poem.
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DET Jun 2021
As the world seeks for a prey
Myself hath acknowledged I will become the next target!
So, myself must ignite the fire
Rather is among the roars of the thunder
The fire must shimmer all my foes...
If any predators dare strive to demolished
My serenity...
Then no mercy...
Will be granted...
For I will be no ones prey....
If merely my foes knew...
The rage hath drove me insane...
So, dare not mark me as the next prey!
Cause not even death makes me shiver...
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DET Jun 2021
Dear mother
What am I to you?
.....
Am I puppet?
Why hath you imprisoned me by your cobweb?
.....
Why do you loathe me?
Every time I strive to guard you...
You double- cross....
Again... You hath deceive me...
Like bonehead myself must pardon you for your betrayal....
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DET Jun 2021
Under no circumstances
Shall myself shall obey...
Those whom view my life as a subject...
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DET Dec 2019
Rather thee are composed or not
I shall script all the odes....
Because this poet is tie by the tides of hourglass...
And thee under no circumstances wither
For thee carry on my legacy
In that is thee, the ode thee are
So, as a poet I must script....
So, instead of flowers being thrown in my coffin
It shall be odes stumbling down towards my coffin....
December 1, 2019
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DET Oct 2018
A joyless tale
Turn into appearance
To this vitality...
That lipped to mouth the letters
"Wait.... we'll come across once more"
The era's peel of the skin...
Till it turn into a ossein
By season to season...
Therefrom... nevermore reunited
Hence, one relinquish life...
Not allowing us to embrace once more...
That joyless tale
This poet mouth's that letter's.... one by one....
Is mine.... joyless tale
That came into vitality....
Sometimes being a poet allows you to mourn for someone. I personally would like to share this poem to all of those whom have gone through the same.

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DET Dec 2017
Another solitary eventide
     Another glace in sky
        I descry desolated moonbeam
   From afar away
Lonely with the thoughts
That never departure
From my own mind

       For I dote thou
     On my silence
Oh, I admire thy existance
       Watching you from a long distance
   My heart flutters

        Again another solitary eventide
            Gaze upon the empyrean
        Softly my heart  whistles
        **
Oh, what a bonehead am I?
       Thy dote sighs for another .....
Who elicits thou crack a smile...
Something myself cannot do for thou...

   For I muzzle my melody
Cause I shall dote thou on the treble
Hope when thy gaze lies upon the empyrean
You see the solitary moonbeam
Blazing oh, just know my dote for thou
Will keep blazing
Till the final star befalls..
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