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Color
The rusty door knob and the dilapidated door,
falling apart at its hinges.
Brown colour of furniture, unpolished
Left to rot in the corner of the room.
The showcase gathering grey dust
like ominous clouds about to burst.
The grand old auburn piano
playing tunes of doom and gloom.
The sea shell shade of dirt white walls
peeling off like skin does below freezing point.
The spider we...
Wednesday 15th October 2014 5:57 am
Significance of the Nineteenth Autumn
As the nineteenth autumn has come upon me,
It’s a whole new world I see.
Treacherous creatures, so often, hush and hide,
And it seemeth to me, a change in tide.
The poetry of soothing sensation has gone,
The glimmering golden glow of the sun is now none.
Some say,’ The Head is battling with the Heart’.
Well ! All Logic has been torn apart.
As I gaze into the vast emptiness
The dawning...
Thursday 18th September 2014 11:04 am
Stillness
Its 3am.
Way passed the sleep hour.
I stand surrounded in surreal stillness.
This moon shy night admits no ray.
No thought
Penetrates my mind. A church bell chimes:
Tick thrice.
And the deadly silence strikes
That deep dark hole of the head.
Nothing is awake.
Nothing moves.
Yet, something appeals. I know it is out there.
But where?
Minutes tick by.
The dev...
Tuesday 9th September 2014 5:14 am

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