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Listen: believe me,
If I knew how to rise up
And overcome them
You would see the shadows crawl
Out of discomfort
For the light bursting, flying,
Exploding forth and
Breaking free of the old bonds
On my now unfettered soul.
A choka version of the 6-syllabic poem I wrote in May 2014.
Believe me, if I could
You'd see the shadows crawl
Out of discomfort for
The light bursting, flying,
Breaking free of the bonds
On my unfettered soul.
#sixlines #sixsyllables
Gara May 2020
sat by the window,
she watched as the sun rises
with a tear-stained cheek.
the room became too quiet
after the rain stopped falling.
a quiet room equals a loud mind
Gara May 2020
jazz and cigarettes
a cup of coffee in hand
they fill up the night
the flower looks up the sky
caught a glimpse of falling stars
the night is alive tonight
raphæl Jan 2020
if death's an exit
it explains the red carpet
on the bathroom floor
credits written without ink
paper slipped under the door
Colm Jan 2020
Bright fire turns to ashe
Sunlight turns to dark of night
And night to mourning
For it's loss of another
Moonlit loverboys embrace
57577 - How sweet
raphæl Mar 2019
gasping through my ear
warm bare hands slither beneath
sneaking through tight skin
i steer waves you shut those eyes
leave the realm where lust is sin
raphæl Mar 2019
for months, the kind son
looked over her living corpse
to prolong her breath
but tonight he stepped outside
to waste his with cigarettes
The ironies of life and death;
of love and despair
raphæl Mar 2019
song jives with the sight
dying sun burning the edges
golden leaf eclipse
i sniff my fingertips the
stink of rusty guitar strings
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