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  Oct 2014 Harly Coward
Jaydeep
I know
That in some unknown woods
I will find my long lost footsteps,
And in the ruins of a forgotten castle, my dreams
My song, in the gurgling waters of a hidden stream
And my poetry, in the rustling leaves of a ****** forest
  Oct 2014 Harly Coward
Isaac
So I'm am idiot and a fool
Well that's something I knew a long time ago.
But constant reminders are far from welcome.
I haven't shut the door and they sneak in slow.
I should have closed it a long time ago.

I'm feeling a draft tonight.
Leaving is the one I did only just find.
Dark is nothing but the absence of light
And cold is just the absence of  heat.
I'm shivering at the thought of going blind.
Unedited and nonsensical Mind puke
Trapped in my head
Thoughts I should've said

Words drawn like an artist
This paper is my canvas

The art of written form
My pens creating a storm

Scribbles so energetically
It just comes out poetically

The start of a verbal creation
Ranting and letting out frustration

Written out to sound vocally
Just the way I like my poetry

I'll ask just one question...
Have I made an impression?
Well, have I?
  Oct 2014 Harly Coward
wordvango
visions
it hurts
to break thine
***
on
hard
floors
seeing
dreams
from
heights
of
visions
closed
gravity
and
physics
once
more
encompassing
the
limitless
horizons
seen
on
backs
of
eyelids.
  Oct 2014 Harly Coward
wordvango
Tell me if I intensify or ratify or eclectically
de-sastisfy or ******* lie or
**** me and stratify artistically mortify
I wanna cry and bend this whole **** thing
over to arithmetically magnify
geometrically articulate and situate
the intensity of the diametrical
opposites
******* the whole ****** thing
claim the reasoning as my own
when it came from
my muse.
Say with me...
Is this real?
can I prove one theory
one thing I know
is I am
deaf and dumb.
Just seemingly
revolving waiting
numb.
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