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A happy song plays in a happy home
Hums of the chorus along with sound of the chores

Unceasing noise of laughter
Clatter of children's games

Sitting together in the balcony
Breeze beats at their talkative face

Nonchalant old stories of shaking voices
Whooshes of the fast moving fan

Girls laughing elegantly
at their mischevious plan

This is the story of a happy family
Oblivious to what trauma could be

In the same home where there is no gloom
Where colorful and variety of flowers bloom

Also stays the little princess who sits and weeps
Witnessing the false face of a doublefaced creep.
 Apr 2017 TG
The Forgotten
Malebolge
 Apr 2017 TG
The Forgotten
She dug my grave
And I'm buried alive
I screamed and choked ,
Silt in my throat .
Every breath I take is her toxic smoke
She clawed through me ,
Into my soul .
I fought for light,
A gleam of hope
And she hurled me into her void.
Her ears ***** up to every monster's call.

Her waves engulfed me,
And now I drown in her sea.
I live in her shell .
She shall never bend
And so shall i never blend . .

Her wrath forever shone ,
in those bloodshot eyes.
Ice cold daggers in my chest.
Her hunger never fed,
Craving for my flesh .
Her burns charred my skin
Her words, poison in my tongue .

Vicious torment in eternal hell
Utter despair, a mutual friend
And self harm, her anesthetic .

From beneath Satan's abode
I cry to thee
Wake me up
From this ceaseless dream

Yet, Dawn shall never come
And this war shall never end.
For her blood runs in my veins
And her fury in my bones ..
 Apr 2017 TG
The Revolutionist
She jammed her tongue down my throat
and the taste took me back to simpler times
truth be told, I loved it, her kiss reminds me of my favorite ice cream
but it leaves a bad aftertaste, it's a killer addiction, like poison
she slowly eats me alive, I'm addicted to the heartbreak....
 Apr 2017 TG
Emily Dickinson
491

While it is alive
Until Death touches it
While it and I lap one Air
Dwell in one Blood
Under one Sacrament
Show me Division can split or pare—

Love is like Life—merely longer
Love is like Death, during the Grave
Love is the Fellow of the Resurrection
Scooping up the Dust and chanting “Live”!
 Apr 2017 TG
Vivi Greene
gedankenlos
 Apr 2017 TG
Vivi Greene
tell me
what it is that
keeps you awake at nights
and distracts you
as daylight intends to
keep your attention focused.
do you care about what
makes my mind move?
 Apr 2017 TG
Traveler
OVER THERE
 Apr 2017 TG
Traveler
It's a war torn reality
Over there
Crazy world rebels
Blind religious fear

Inhumane atrocities
Caught in the camera's eye
Look how quick
A hundred humans
Are no longer left alive

I'd say we're blessed
We're over here
And freedom is the norm
'Cause crazy world
Could creep up
And take us like a storm
...........
Traveler Tim
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