dead_poetEcho

27 / M / India
a slap on the wrista slap on the wrist; / unguided hand rolls a fist – / knocks back the favour.
3
Mar 19, 2025
she's only a dreamshe has my voice, / only sweeter; / she has my notions,
20
Mar 15, 2025
avalanche of sorrowechoes of guilt cause / an avalanche of sorrow; / we’re buried alive.
3
Mar 9, 2025
could you...?could you imagine what it’s like to not imagine? / to feel a feeling, before it ever happened? / to tell a breeze from a beast, waiting in the cabin?
19
Mar 6, 2025
the dark agea slave to desires / masters manipulation; / ushers the dark age.
3
Feb 27, 2025
the selfat the end of the day, / with my illusions at bay, / when bound to obey
20
Feb 24, 2025
no inspirationit usually leaps like a swordfish out of the ocean / and I’m able to harpoon it, / but as of lately,
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Feb 19, 2025
men of endurancemen of endurance / will often take the back seat - / they’re driven by poise.
3
Feb 18, 2025
daybreaki wait for daybreak — / shed embers of disquiet; / my spirit rages.
3
Feb 16, 2025
a grave tunedriven by madness, / the man crushed the little bird - / then heaved a grave tune.
3
Feb 11, 2025
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