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  Nov 2020 -elixir-
Carlo C Gomez
~
Gliding along
The edge of night
Voiceless
In their sorrow
Silent in the wake
Of remissive waters

Their call
Their beckoning
A flare
To the soundless heavens
Quiet in the assured
Expectation of faith

~
Inspired by Sarita Aditya Verma and her poem "The Journey."

https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4110887/the-journey/
-elixir- Nov 2020
If I held on, would you have stayed?
If I never stopped the talk,
If I never stopped waiting,
If I never stopped believing,
If I never untrusted you,
If I never stopped dreaming,
If I was never in the uncertainty,
If I never was scared and insecure,
If I never feared the strings of the bond,
Would you still hang up on me?
Life
                                                            ­    has
            a
                       funny
     way
                                           of
                                  
                                ruining

      
                                                      Lives.
In the End, It will all fit together.
-elixir- Nov 2020
The winds blow through my hair,
as I dream being held near
as we dance to the strings of love,
in the gardens of our minds.

Swaying to the mystique tunes
of our hearts, while our eyes
wander along the outlines of the unknown
entities of the universe.
-elixir- Oct 2020
The mundane creeps into me,
as I try to wade away ashore
with my precious sanity.

The rooster's asleep too,
like me at daybreak.
Yet I drag along, nevertheless.

The screen's my public now,
and home's my ever-morphing
dreamland, that never ends.

My limbs yearn movement,
lungs yearn the breath of freedom,
minds crave the travels.

The dreary present dawns into me,
as my heavy eyes drift into
the lands unknown, unvisited.
-elixir- Oct 2020
Grown to embrace life,
but made to curb for unsaid toxins
of the boxes, you created nevertheless
without my consent nonetheless.

Dream's a sin without a cause,
for your blind thoughts
that will obstruct you from
the unknown glories yet to come.

While the walk's riddled
with dreams unfulfilled,
while souls wait hidden away,
for their pending justice one day.
nobody belongs to your type or boxes that you create. We're free thinking humans who have the right to take decisions for ourselves. Gender, race,past emotions etc, are never a reason to confine them to a stereotype. PERIOD.
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