there's no one here but me, bottles all around, the music's faded it's a melancholy sound

party streamers on the floor, the room drenched in drugs and sadness

it's hazy and in reality, you aren't glad this...

EVER happened

at first, it all seemed fun and you were happy at the time

now they're disappointed, now you want more, now you're back down the mountain you took so long to clim...

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Many visit the graveyard

What about the craveyard?

Filled with creative cravings

That were denied

Then turned to stone

And died

Each one engraved

With what might

Have been

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When you say

you don't know

what to say

are you

saying that

just to delay

the sadness

in the parting

of our ways

it's over when

there's nothing

left to say.

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The calendar on the wall howls October 31st

Darkness is falling and my journey home awaits

In my dingy dreary office a black cat hisses and snarls

The moon is full and I am ready to meet my fate

I stumble with a haunted look into the eerie night

The streets are teaming with ghosts and ghouls

Around every corner lurks a grotesque gruesome sight

Foaming at the mouth a rabid dog ...

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Slow down

Calm your thoughts

Slow

Calm

Breathe

Remember to breathe.

Remember:

The faster you go

The more frustrating is is

When you lose momentum

Don't lose focus

Just relax

Don't fight the current

Flow with it

Bend with it

Become it

Breathe.

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I wonder if you can help me?
I have mislaid my train of thought
My mind wandered off without it
Now it’s lost without support

It arrived this morning brightly
At some ungodly hour
Then with some cheek, played hide and seek
‘til I stepped into the shower

I did my best to grasp it then
That was, of course, my hope
Yet my efforts yielded nothing
But fresh air and listless soap

I hu...

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Consistency and Doors

Should my versing rhymes

Consistent always be

Verse construct the same each time

Trochee start e.g ?

Will mixing round iambs, trochees

Cause readers go amuck

And throw hands up frustrated

Exclaiming “What the fuck!” ?

Don you've just gone disobeyed

What you've said before

The eff word you would never use

Get out, go, there's ...

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Don't let yesterday

swallow today.

Don't put off things till later

that are best done now.

Circle yourself with those

that bring out the best in you.

By Lynn Hahn

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That long-held sax note- divine 

Makes my soul jus drift away

The smoke, the booze, the horse,

The girls. Sum o'them, thin agen.

Man, the flash of the crack o'th drum

The thumpity, thumpity, thump.

He jus stand there in a haze

John's  soprano sax, Miles' trumpet

Blowin the blues. All the way To Missisip

All the way to me cryin in a ditch.

Those weary, weary blues. No ...

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She would have waited

though some didn't,

on a street corner

she would have been there

waiting in a rooftop restaurant,

or by a tall oak streaked with light,

on a station concourse

I would have found her

I tell myself,

I tell myself she may be waiting still. 

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Amelia lived in Sabden and was a witch,

In school she was unpopular and was called a bitch.

This troubled her very much,

Her class mates were cruel and out of touch.

But belonging to a witch family was not so bad,

Her mum was a witch and so was her dad.

Her dad would drive safely in the back seat,

Her mum while at work could make her house neat.

There was always m...

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Όσο μπορείς

Even if your life

is not the one you’d choose

try at least

as best you can

not to demean it

by courting the world

too frantically

with self-serving

moves and chat;

and try not

to cheapen it

by dragging it

here and there

and keeping nothing back

in the daily

exchange

of news and views

with those you think

have made it

unti...

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Crushing

Souless

A black ocean falls upon me

I am consumed by the waves

Deeper I drown

The cold sends shocks through my body

A cattle prod for every inch of flesh

The pressure grows

Crushing my bones

The weight of 1000 suns reduces me to ash

I am nothing

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They seem so nice and friendly,

     So funny and chaotic,

But when the red mist takes them

     They quickly turn psychotic,

They rip each others eyes out,

     They claw and catch and bite,

When monkeys go bananas

     It's not a pleasant sight.

They pull disgusting faces,

     Displaying all their teeth,

Then jump down from the treetops

     And trample tho...

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Recollections:

Alexandra  shifted her weight

in time to the point

that she was making.

She sometime stood erect-

she was always

making a point.

Even with a potato peeler

there was an air

of menace-

she would mix it 

in with the mash.

Her threats had the promise

of unwanted mail.

Of brown envelopes.

The sort that fall when

any-news-is-not-go...

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Solid defence line

columns fall into place

Thrusting forward charge

battle torn enemy scatters

Captured brutally discarded

crushed piled up high

While removing hundreds

mass reinforcements swiftly arrive.

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...

How will you ever know if you don’t try?

Let the chance slip through your fingers

Nothing to lose everything to gain

Still you hesitate and linger

A journey starts with the very first step

You’re anchored to the ground.

What is it that you fear?

The horizon’s very near

The hurdles you can leap

The hillside’s not so steep

Nothing to lose the toss of a coin

No...

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I am sitting, you are sitting, we are sitting staring at each other,

Never blinking once, waiting for response, we're eye to eye,

And crying,

Patent leather watchstrap, holds a clock to tell the time,

Though you'd never know it 'cos we'd never show it, neither of us even knows if the sun's gone down,

I look contented, 

You're well presented,

But we are falling,

Falling just...

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We adapt our daily lives to habit,

The line of least resistance for minimum stress:

Personal survival.

Sometimes, with a goal and a plan

But often not.

Perhaps one we don't believe in anymore

Or we don't actually remember.

Big goals get fractured into little goals

Day in and day out – gazillions!

Always others to be considered besides ME!

Especially children

And s...

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I never feel anything in this world
Suicidal mused of how over whale I am
So take this meat suit off
Tell me how crumbly I am
Maybe then she would have stayed 
Just cute without the e so just to mention it
Fuck E he told me he was a straight G 
But that was a Lego without the L 

When he couldn't keep his word 
This is a reminder how his best friend 
Wants to fuck every girl he gets wit...

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I still think of you when I yearn for love

Your youthful smile and your glistening, droopy eyes flashes throughout my mind when I crave for love...

I'm not exactly sure why I never gave you a chance, when you made my heart dance like leaves in the wind

You're my ideal love but not ideal man, I guess I'm in love with the thought of you and not with you

 Although, anytime I think of love...

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Thank you for 

the favor

of pushing me away. 

For helping me see 

the price of loving you 

is too high to pay. 

For saving me 

a life of heartbreak, 

torment, and dismay. 

For all the things

you wanted to, 

but didn’t say. 

For apathy 

as I go 

my own way. 

I hope to repay 

the favor 

someday. 

# # # 

https://youtu.b...

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A simple enough concept and one the impenetrable Mrs C uses with my complete support as an aid to purchasing.

So here’s how it works.

The lovely Mrs C (she might read this) stalks the rails of Age Concern or Scope or somesuch and holds up a garment for me to look at as though my thoughts are the slightest bit relevant.

“How much?” I occasionally ask.

“£6” she might reply.

“Will you ...

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For the Better

On my study wall hangs a portrait

of a man, his son and a family of refugees

Walking with their meagre possessions

Syrains in a foreign land; a people in despair

They are displaced souls the victims of civil war

this family is one of millions throughout the world

crossing borders, leaving family and friends behind

Can any good come from such a trage...

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You say you hate to fall asleep on the phone.

It doesn’t give you “closure”

I'm starting to know what you mean when this,

this feels like falling asleep on the phone.

Like when I think about you there’s still a poem.

And I want so desperately to not need you but 

sometimes I want to draw you into my notebook.

This feels like openness in its worse sense.

Like ...

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Humanity has three partners in "L"

Which it foolishly tries to boss,

When the trick is to treat each wisely and well:

Living - and Loving - and Loss.

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The Controlled Demolition of the Handshake: A Brief Historical and Esoteric Essay on the Extinction of Trust Through Ancient Psychological Warfare Regarding the Ritual of Peace Commonly Referred to as The Handshake

The dying art of the Handshake has almost lost itself entirely to theatrics and the common person has lost a part of themselves along with it      The significance of the Handshake i...

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Sitting here, a nice cool beer

Sound of voices, many choices

Condiments laid out, salt and pepper

mayo, salad cream, taste seems better

Crazy size menu, fish, meat, curries and pies

Vegetarian, vegan and special diets

They’ll boil, braze, poach or fry it

If you want sides, they vary far and wide

Salads, chips, wedges and fries

A fish section, seafood, steaks and pizza’s

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Dismantle again at the shore.

All the ruins and misogyny in your bones.

Tantrums come in waves in incomprehensible detailed notions; fragmenting for the selfless beauty.

Your agony embraces these hours.

The antiquity of soul lost in clocks drowns the withered…

Your body splashing over cold stones.

Fluorescent fish within depth dancing. Frantic to live...

Take the div...

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a Living Sacred Key

We search for a joyful light
and avoid the dark of night
that enables us to really see

light and dark are both the key
to having balance in this life
with joy, pain, love and strife.

Let us stop looking out there
when the answer lives here
within without and all about

the light and dark is me.
Breathe deep and know
I am a living sacred key.

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Cheeky combination of a master with words
With a witty woman where intellect wonders
To succumb desire of succulent thunders
Yet maintaining hostage of sheltered hoods in herds

Chase away the demons, to find lovely housing
For a heart in warming and hands hardly roaming
But the inner man-child is hiding his foaming
As her beauty stuns him and her smile is rousing

Dare to say, connectio...

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The words I love you
It is hard to define when used commonly through habit or expressional politeness
Even politeness sincerity
To me it feels different even purer sincerity
A gentle kiss on my soul
To access my soul
You hold a key..with this
You hold the hammer to break the glass
To take the emergency supply
From I
The trickery of the overused three words
One sentence
Deeply unexplore...

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GROW WHOLE

don't wanna hear
the words
only gonna
hurt
doesn't matter
what we say
died
the day
our son
went away
can't face
ouselves
let alone
anyone else
so what
happens now
does it matter
anyhow
only have
the past
can't go
back
living on
memories
too painful
for me
don't know how
we got here
caught up in
this nightmare
unable to
fully wake
like this we
can't st...

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-->In the past

Martin Luther King Jr
Antonio Gramsci
Were waging a fight
For the observance of
Their likes' right,
Also like Frederik Engels
Crossing-floor or
Transcending class
There were some
Who were struggling
On the side of
The oppressed mass.

Making
Proletariat internationalism
Their intent
The likes of Che Guevara
Ho Chi Minh ,Castro
Proved freedom fighters
Beyon...

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Who needs stars when we have our own?

Has anyone ever realized we're shining back?

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Raking autumn leaves 

the color of sea stars 

mottled on moist ground 

I watch them fall 

spinning slowly through blue sky 

as if the breeze was a tide 

ebbing and rising 

the rake feels like a paintbrush 

collecting color 

muddied by mixing 

into a fall palette 

a still life with fruit 

pears and apples still unblemished 

on branch attached 

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Today

A man said to me

You might be

Surprised 

At how I look 

(I wasn’t)

You might think 

I’m

Built

For different 

Things

(I didn’t) 

You might think 

My way 

Is not the way

That it is 

(I wouldn’t)

Yet he seemed 

Happy

In his own 

Dressed up 

Way 

With his hair clip 

In place

And his bandana 

Threatening 

To hide

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NIGHTS AND DAYS

Nights no longer spent together,

no more dusk to dawn events which

drew us down, hand in hand, to and

then along the promenades of sleep,

start to end, we alone, outside unseen;

no motor movements (I saw none),

save two hearts each gently experimenting,

pressing, caresssing two firm pulses

slow-waltzing together in perfect time

and pirouetting as their...

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He was always wishful thinking

Stymied only by his drinking

Oh the thoughts his mind did throttle

To be washed away by that next bottle

If only he could see the truth

Not hide behind one hundred proof

Let those thoughts be free and clear

Instead of drowning them with beer

A mind so brilliant and so pure

Yet serenity for him, obscure

Those wishful thoughts, they cause ...

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Pow ! Pow ! Pow !

I fought my way out of a paper bag

Pow ! Pow ! Pow !

With the strength of thought I never had

Pow ! Pow ! Pow !

Depression has also took the  hit

Pow ! Pow ! Pow !

Never thought I'd get rid of it

Pow ! Pow ! Pow !

I fight my way through the day 

Pow ! Pow ! Pow !

With a smile and a winning way

Pow ! Pow ! Pow !

Not a single  punch or blow 

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The night draws near upon me

In the shallowness of my breath

I wade the deepest water

Towards my finale rest

The sun does shine above me, but;

no shadow do I cast, 

for now I am the spectre 

That in death will never rest

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I cant believe this happened again, how did this happen again

You were so good to me but all of a sudden you just freely left

Was it hard for you to leave, to leave me in the dark

Damn, im still in shock that you just put your car in park.

I know your friend committed suicide, but thats not why u left

You just flat out didn't want me and used that as an excuse, excuse or not

It w...

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Our Father

whom we greatly trust is in heaven,

respected be thy name,

as we should respect

the names of other gods.

Do not tarry long in coming

as thy will is not being done on earth,

though hopefully in heaven.

Give everyone their daily bread

and forgive us our many sins

only if we sincerely repent

and do not repeat them.

Help us to avoid the evil temptation

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LeAvEs
How they have fallen,
Laying thick,
Pressing the jostling grass
Under them.
Obliterating it from sight.
Their browns and yellows brighter
Than the grey above.
Achieving a moment of glory,
In death a dominance.
Looking up to freed branches
Framing veiled light,
Had they thought to fly,
Letting go their source of life?
How they have fallen!

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Some truths are hard to conceive

Beyond what I’m able to believe

The joy remembered as tears we cried

How is it 35 years since Ian Curtis died?

A man who once lived in Macclesfield, this poem was written in May 2015

www.deanfrasercentral.com

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I know all decorated lies,

And fashioned camouflage.

You are an ocean of lies

or an expertise of saleable emotions.

Its an ancient tale.

Every poet can feel.

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I found

In the apartment weed garden of Eden

A sun-Bleached Statute Of Shirdi Sai Baba

Weedwacker wounded

Hemorrhaging styrofoam

Abandoned by the immigrant Indian family he guided over the perilous ocean to aMerica.

I bondoed his wounds

And sprayed Fat Bollywood colors over his coat.

His skin tone I left to a true artist to paint.

Then I placed him on a pedestal

So he...

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Oh the mesmerizing sand,
I so tried to be with you.
But you belong to the beach.

I also knew it,
yet I attempted,
and build the sand castle

Imagining it a true castle,
I desired many dreams,
And you stayed for few more moments.

Unless the wave,
that brought me back to reality,
what I was aware yet unaware.

And sand went back,
to the beaches,
where it belong.

I still hoped,
...

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Other children taunted and teased, the playground at recess a sounding board for their righteous assumptions. I used to care very very very much, but one day, Alice approached me from behind to show me a rabbit hole she’d discovered in the soccer yard, tucked away in a corner beside a fence barring us from the outside world. I could see the Cheshire’s grin from deep within the darkness, also taunt...

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Sometimes when musicians finish
A piece that has gone well, they let out a
Combination sigh and laugh that
Expresses relief and pure joy.

It’s the same laugh you hear from
Women who have had a satisfying
Orgasm, enhanced by a slight tinge
Of guilt for being unduly blessed.

Of course, these laughs are never
Unwarranted. In both cases,
Substantial effort is required
To produce an even...

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Nobody knows the percentage
of the world population
heading for London where 
the streets are paved with gold.

Those who have arrived
have condemned their own homes.
Along darkened alleyways now
they stoop and scrape for their gold.

Any avatar stood on Waterloo bridge
might admire the art of the sunset.
Old Man Thames will turn to blood
after passing through urban gold.

Thos...

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The thought that terrifies me the most, is that you might fade away.

I will take all the pain and heartache in the world, over not being able to remember all the key things.

Your laugh, your smile, your smell,

I can’t bare these things to ever leave my memory.

It angers me on days when I don’t think about you enough,

It worries me that I don’t always automatically cry.

I nev...

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Something is a foot

The Answer is right at hand

Eye haven't seen anything like it

It could be a hairy situation we kneed two finger out

we kneed two move forward a head

Be brave and stick out our necks

support the arches and eat at Mcdonalds

Some things are hard to swallow, like Adam's apple

There's nothing funny about my tennis elbow, but it is Humerus

Be hip but don't ...

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The butterfly effect is the idea that tiny things

have a non-linear impact on a complex entity

Imagine, in Brazil a butterfly flaps its wings

Creating a hurricane in a Mexican City

I lack the mental capacity and mathematical intellect

To grasp the finer points of the Butterfly Effect

But I do know this, when you walk in the room

My ticker goes shicka-licka, shacka-la...

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Let's be randy bad old dears

Then replay our younger years

Me in my chrome bath chair

I'm really sure that we dare

Make love to me cause I'm old and shocking

Feel free to peel off my elastic stockings

I'll cover you in baby oil

Rub you down and burst your boil

Oil my wheels and bring me gin

Show me how to do a spin

Take me over my zimmer frame

Don't forge...

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I stare at you across

the empty, scorched desert

that has appeared so gradually

and so imperceptibly between us.

The mirage that we were has evaporated,

been engulfed in desiccated emotions

now lingering in the vacant space,

hanging like a burning haze,

scorching our skin,

hung out to dry.

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The pressure pushes down
On the children

They respond by 
Creating a future 

We’ll never understand

And whether we help them
Or hurt them it’ll make no difference

As it won’t be a world 
We’ll be welcome in

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Opportunities to the left and right

Not a single talent or desire in sight

Sitting inside lettin out a sigh 

Running out of time 

What's the meaning of this life

Who was I meant to be?

Who do I yearn to be?

Not a single answer in my mind

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Time when you convince yourself

that you are in a blissful ignorance 

Only deepens the unconscious 

The desire to be someone better 

To be somewhere else 

The mediocrity of a given situation

Leaves you in a bind

Where the only solitude 

You can find is desolation

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Waking to see autumn's lustre

lit on my beech

rust leaves gilt glowing

red gold bathed by

a rising sun's first grasp

of day.

Turning to see gold amber cirrus

low light the east -

beneath a darker grey purple

cloud bruise

that golden gleam of

dawning dawn.

So my sad grey purple dreams

dawn dim

their dark ghosts disconnect ...

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Nasaktan ka kasi ganon ka niya pinasaya.Nasaktan ka kasi umaasa ka na babalikan kapa niya.Nasaktan ka kasi minahal mo siya nang subra.Na aalala mo paba nung sinabi mo na ako lang sapat na.Na aalala mo paba nung panahon na ako pang ang nang jan para pasayahin ka.Umaasa ako kasi akala ko na nang jan kapa.Pangalawang sakit nang puso ko ay yung napaka daming tao sa mundo hito parin ako naiiwang mag is...

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I am myself in how I act and react yet...

I'm too cold

or

I'm too much

or

I'm too direct

or

I'm too aloof

or

I'm too needy

Which is it? 

Whatever it may be, it's not important how you see me any more.

If I was important to you, you would take me whatever I may be.

I am just being myself

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I will begin by pointing out that this is not intended to be a partisan political statement, to offend or attack anyone in particular. I write and express what I feel and observe, as a simple citizen. I intend to declare my pain and astonishment seeing that my country is being systematically destroyed and its people humiliated and decimated. In the last 2 years nearly 4 million have emigrated, not...

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The evening sun scorches the shade.

The trees, in their glade, are forced to choose;

Stand tall and brave - or turn to crave

the cool safety of the dusk.

Like soldiers from another age, they are proud and tall,

Defenders of nature with their all.

Their bark tells the story, of seasons full of change.

Frost. Ice. Mud. Heat. Few, then a lot... of peoples feet.

...

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Silky skies

and lazy days 

Of azure blue 

the beat of wings 

and the flutter of a dream, 

Take a breath 

and remember this moment 

To warm you in the coldest of days 

Return to this moment 

Again and again 

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Should the barque of us go adrift

Let us berth to the harbor of us, my dear

Though the times and tides may shift

the miles marked together-a bridge to pier.

And if you’re too weary to climb ashore

I myself shall come and meet you at sea-

-be an island for you…Be a buoy for me!

Thus now and always and forevermore.

And if the flax ties that bind us come undone and loose

I ...

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Silently

The gray clouds moved in

All colours fainted away

Everything now black and white, no just black

I can’t breathe can’t think

Somehow can still grasp

The true meaning of misery

I can’t smell can’t feel

Somehow can still sense

The wind of despair

A man’s cold

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A special somebody

To illume your days

And embellish your life

In a myriad of ways.

In a throng universal

Someone  chose YOU

To stand with, on summits

And in valleys too.

In times solitary

Never truly alone

For their heart synchronizes

The beat of your own.

With cosmic narcissism

Indeed, it is rare

To love and be loved:

What can compare?

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Each of us is born magician,

but we should know how to

use our magic wand-------- Sania Zakir

Never helpless

Sunday, October 20, 2019

6:34 AM

Never under-estimate human brings

they are committed to bring

the miracles on the earth

for all of us to know the secrets and take easy breath

Human beings were never helpless

but kept t...

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There's testosterone in the air tonight
My teenage son is spoiling for a fight
He relentlessly practices with his fists
Goading me and poking me, he never quits
In socks or trainers he measures up
The endless tale of the old dog and the young pup
With youth and vigour, optimism and cheek
He probes my guard telling me I'm fat and weak
And when we struggle and grip
When my back aches and my...

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i have a life, but im not living it

i feel like im passing right through it 

there is no excitment

no happiness

...no real happiness at least;

you know, like the kind of happiness that lasts for a few days, weeks, or even months

im lucky if i have a happy moment that lasts a few hours

it's never enough

i'm never enough.

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I sit here and think without a blink

you fill my memories old

my stale tears, stained to grey

the once beautiful now in decay


Our garden in ruins

our bright red roses

petals dry

f

a

l

l

e

n


We have stopped the rain

my emerald green weep

another day

a darker shade of grey

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London

means Abandon

No inibition

No frustration

No coalition

You wake up one day and without any sense

you're not sure if you love it or you're tense

Could be addiction

to the city's emission

if you're lucky, tuition

but oveall a sort of contrition

You want to be in that rollercoaster because it is actually a damn ride

but after that you won't be able to hide.

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Hey you; my handsome button. I haven’t been on my poetry page in quite some time. Looking back at all my writings, i am reminded all of the pain I’ve endured and loops I’ve jumped across, or fell over, per se. Fuck- what a crazy 28 years of life I’ve lived. I’ve moved around some, and experienced some interesting things. Ive learned a lot...about a lot. I’ve felt a lot more than i ever fathomed. I...

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A plunging neckline revealing pale white flesh,

A necklace. Two necklaces.

Heavy and delicate gold, glistening against skin, adorned with pretty jewels,

Pretty gems,

To attract, distract.

And that smile,

That delicious smirk,

Tasty enough to crave a sample of the flavour.

Exquisite,

Cherry red lips,

Lipstick stains on pearly white teeth.

A sharp grin beneath lidded...

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Today was another wasted day

That wilted as it drew to a close.

Energy ran away to where happiness was hiding.

Productivity was taking a nap, hope was in the pub.

Dreaming of a clear day, of a clear mind.

Tears blur clarity and vision.

So I will sit back down, waiting for the gift.

The gift of a new day full of new opportunities.

Full of chances to make you proud.

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Na tord mujhey tu itna

Ki phir mujhmey tootney ko kuch baqee hee na rahey

Na chord tu mujhey tanha

Ki tanhai ki panha mey hi baqee umar guzarti rahey

Na pardh mujhey tu itna

Ki sunnaney ko koi dastan mujhmey baqee na rahey

Na krwa intezaar tu itna

Ki inteezaar mey hee baqee zindagi guzarti rahey

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Preamble: this is a little ditty inspired by the beautiful but slightly puzzling song "Te Manquer" by Grand Corps Malade, with its refrain (in English) "I just want you to miss me".

Do I want someone to miss me
Or is it enough to know
There are folk that will miss me
The day I have to go?

Do I want someone to miss me
Or would I rather share
My time with those that would miss me
But don...

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effective myth, metaphor, & mysticism transcend

semantic efforts to articulate dynamics erupting

dreamlike amidst more trusted, linear conceptions

of reality, imagination, experience, & being

by presenting arrangements so engaging, uncannily

familiar, irreducibly insightful, idealogically slippery,

that the foamsplash suddenness of its crashing

across a previously unnotic...

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King of Swords –The High Priest – Authority, rationality, sound advice

Interpretation: The king of swords represent a strong Willed man with a perceptive intelligence. He is the supreme ruler of his domain and he is extremely steadfast in his ways. He rules with a firm and dominative hand and stand supplanted in beliefs. He rules with his head and not his heart which often leads to having to ma...

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sat at the edge of a lonely penny
are slivers and swatches that bled
of a memory that had been misled
over and over, one time too many 
its feet dangle, toes wriggling, tickling
as would villi, but on the outside
of a famished yet entertained belly

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Date night, great night

dance until it’s late night

almost till the dawn’s light

still there’s stars that shine bright

Bad way next day

hangover from hell day

nightmare on the subway

wish I’d stayed in bed day

So tired, still wired

feeling listless, uninspired

workload’s got me so mired

worried that I’ll get fired

Eyes burn, guts churn

dizzy wi...

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When summer holidays end

you're an adult and then 

depression fades and you

feel ok; you have no reasonable

excuse  to take a day.

You see your self awareness

becoming so that you feel 

no is not an option; too much

reel from phoning in sick; can't

be a dick and just explain away 

In that fake and feeble voice like

you once did; couldn't put a lid

on y...

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Small town girl with your voice so low

and your hopes even lower,

you keep on singing just the wrong verse.

Why is it that you never care?

You keep on counting only on false friends.

Why is it that your heart 's so bare?

Small town girl with your history so long

and a record even longer,

huddled in your hoodie.

What is it that you won't see?

With your right arm s...

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At least 80

If I see tomorrow

I shall see the sunrise

The settlements were fragile,

Yet at the same time, strong

A descent into madness –

Resurfacing at Thursday Club

I’m always happy to stop for a hitchhiker

Over the years I’ve had

Elvis Presley and Lord Lucan as passengers

But everyone thinks I’m lying

Slender Man, Enderman, carrying things,

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Does anyone else but me wonder

when they look on Facebook

and see birthday celebrations

for dead aunts, uncles

fathers,mothers,

brothers, wives...

that no, this cannot be

Because the dead cannot age

take that slap on the back

notch up years or candles on a cake

They're snuffed out, like we will one day be

They're gone forever

Just memories - hopefully good ...

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Folly

Who creates and who destroys?

The sun in the day,

The weeds in the garden, 

The wind breezing between the flowers,

The friend and the foe,

For these are heaven and hell, 

How I hold these in my bosom,

How I desire to be free from my sins,

How I desire to hold anger towards my foe, 

How I wish to blame others for my faults.

Then the sweet voice whispers,

"I...

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it is with a morose gratitude 
that I am to dispense justice 
like a drug
at the hurlish demands 
of screeching bicuspids 
unaware of the lurch :
the shuffle of their own cloven hooves 
at the trough of the damned 

"to death," 
you declare
eager to eat the softened bones 
of your own impunity 
"To life"
a toast raised as a scythe falls 
and another trauma is passed
like blood thru...

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We fight,

Like cats and dogs

In the rain. 

Our yells,

Drowning out 

The storm outside

A hundred,

Million tears,

Held back.

A billion, 

Thoughts unsaid

In fear. 

The world,  

Seems to end

and the storm

Rages on.

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Oh yes,

I had a dream.

A dream of

what death would be.

— the scariest thing.

Then I realized,

that would be the moment;

the most beautiful moment.

Given unto you,

what you’ve always

asked for.

— His voice.

So beautiful,

that your cries will be deafening

as you re-enter the world.

Reduced to what you once were,

ready...

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the cobra

                  w

                      r

                        a

                     p

                 s

                    its tail around my neck

its name is

                     anxiety.

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Beautiful how you're glistening
Beautiful my mahogany
I love the way you sound to me
I love the way you make me free

Smooth on top I start to groove
Smooth on top your maple wood
Sounds that always make me move
Sounds just like my childhood

Smells like amps and old gear
Smell the old speakers where I am near
Tastes like sex and cheap old beer
Tastes like celebrating on New Year

O...

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I had one of those dreams again, the ones where we were just friends. You had no idea you were my every heartbeat.
 

We were on a trip somewhere, back in high school or something. You had a crush on the foreign exchange student I was rooming with. I was barely tolerating her. You invited us to hang out though, and I couldn't deny any second spent near you. We stayed late in your room listening...

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Why Rest in Peace after Death

Why don’t we have peace while living?

Why few demons bang doors to destroy the peace of mind

When we ignore them every time

Why they constantly put their every effort into breaking us down?

Why “Rest in Peace” is the only saying informality after death?

Why Peace is not prevailing while living?

Why so many rituals are being followed after dea...

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A Bag Of Spuds And A Swede (part 2)

It was a moonless night, as he fell out the Feathers

Frost peppered the air like glitter

He took tentative steps, on pissed-up legs

As he entered the night-time.. so bitter

So cold that a dog got froze to a lamppost

A dusting of frost smeared the path

Which crunched and crackled beneath his feet

As he trudged home...

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The way I write…
I brainstorm twenty titles
words or phrases
that sound good to me
that subconsciously
already feel like parts of me
then I refine them
and refine them
pile them up around my feet

And when I’m in the mood to write
I’ll either start writing
(with aim or aimlessly)
until I get stuck
then I grab a title
work it in the lock
release whatever’s hidden
(and it feels good...

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Coal – you have no role!

An insult to my eyes

You rise up from a verdant sea of green

Brooding and malevolent

And me, I feel my senses scream.

Nostrils flare

Take in the smell of smog

Lungs contract

Choked by particulate fog.

With the clouds of carbon oxides

And the cancers you emit

The fumes that you produce

Make our planet and our people sick.

Your fil...

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Alone and different 

weird and distant 

swimming drifting 

absent missing 

in dereliction sifting 

ash stained memories 

kissing wistfully 

driven thorns 

under roses unforgiving 

notes echo misted 

bliss is pleasure less 

than drug fuelled lust 

lasts only as long 

as glass shatters 

black then red 

I feel dead 

I think about you 

then I detach 

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Stillness

Calm breeze passing through the chain link fence,

Peaceful rings from the neighbor’s chimes ,

This is the mood of stillness and I am fond of it.

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These violent delights have violent ends,

Come close and kiss me hard again,

Will I stay? It depends,

If after the sacred act,

I can stay upon my back,

Nestled in an unknown arm,

and tell my heart I mean no harm,

For is this sweat or are they my tears?

I've forgotten your name I quietly fear,

But really it doesn't matter,

When you live your life served upon a platter,

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