Boiling,
steaming,
rolling like an oiled marble,
water can burn
my skin and my temper.

Frozen,
cubed,
solid as a saint’s promise,
water can chill
my drink and my disposition.

Purified,
softened,
running like a strong campaign,
water can cleanse
my hands and my spirit.

Flooding,
filthy,
pressured like an apprentice,
water can wreck
my possessions and my life.

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envisage the vision
believe in the dream

support the
purported
person you love
and care for

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ad libitum

I love to listen
to the rhythm
of a heart’s beat break
mixtape rapping
without skipping a beat

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some incorporeal humans in form
ate what they say
was a plant based diet
and thus were subject
to divergent evolution

amorphous... because
the species had once chosen
not to consume animal proteins
frowning down upon us from the heavens
as if we were subhuman

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I'm thinking with my dickhead

and

speaking with these pussy lips

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heroic dosages, taken
on a trip made up out of fear

nightmare fuel

Terra’s mental plane

astral travel…
plan it…

and don’t even begin to panic, or else...
they may think you need help

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A method actor
was asked for their perspective

which is more difficult
to impersonate, and
get inside the mind
of a deluded lunatic

or out of character

and, it was answered
with laughter

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training everyday
gave me this blood lust

had a fever dream
and, awoke in cold sweats

we have a safe word
that turns me off

like I’m a sleeper agent

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ancestors were what we worshipped
the old gods
ancient technology with it’s instructions writ in alien languages
“world war 4 will be fought with sticks and stones”

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The soul
it’s being…
Left— with lingering memories

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their body—
built on—
a foundation of lies

my own, from their doubts

The house of pain

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ignorance is a bliss

euphoric

the ego indulges

in during times of stress

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enlightening

A universal mind

open to new ideas
with expanded awareness

brainstorming in the heavens
of, the seven seas overhead

why is it that death is personified
it is so when he is weakened

that’s the unmaking of the grim reaper
a befitting demise, his

mortality—
a spare rib
the quanta of
an excitable atom
shushed —
acquiesced

and during this evanescence death die...

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magic inks spill across the page
creating a rorschach image
a crazy person’s deluded vision
of their artistry that of which
others simply cannot see

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poetry is
the rememory of passed moments
inner beauty,
a narrator’s world view, and
thoughts manifest
as spoken word…
public thinking with no critique

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The earth’s ether
rebirth, uh, being born…
or, is it about forgetting who we are
and, our death is about remembering who we were

memory…
a soul’s fortè, more so
—Nostalgia

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sir, yes, sir

enlisted, signature
illegible, and unable to be read

a dreaded shot

well trained

the medic attempting to calm —
The vet,
glances at his dog tags
in search of a name.

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had to have been there
to believe it beyond belief
mourning, until sunset
GTA
5’0
wanted by the LAPD
boys in blue
and.. red
stripes & stars
white flags

popping shots off in the air

“The Marathon Continues”

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A time comes when people sell values 
to earn money for generations to come

The orderly world goes disorderly
by their incessant toil to secure bright future

Humanity takes a form faraway from its basic principles 
unidentifiable for the deaf and dumb

The nature goes unnatural 
in the race towards unnamed goals 

The grace is disgraced 
for the sake of filling empty bags 

The fe...

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And indeed, 

the seasons will shift once again,

Yet,

that one autumn leaf, 

will hold onto the branch,

with all its might,

Awaiting the breeze,

to carry it away.

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Dip your phone in boiling oil
Set fire to the Internet
Walk to the edge of town
That boundary 
Of grey and green
Take no headphones
No books
No camera
Let the Autumn air fill your lungs
Go deep into the woods
Talk to the squirrels
Study branches
Search for hidden meaning
In a cloud-splattered sky
You need to be 
Bored awhile...

Turn off the news
Push the paper 
Back through the...

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Commander of action

I summoned the wind and thunder

The rain rinsed you of your transgressions and filled your heart with lightning.

 

Unsophisticated and Primal

Tactless and brutal 

A war cry or lustful moan?

Dark energy that has been perverted  by mankind.

Throw your religion in a bag- trash or leather.

That’s not why I’m here

Either way, it won’t save you.

 

...

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At the songs of the birds,

My heart erupts with joy

And streams of colour fill my world.

 

At the songs of the trees,

I catch the rusty leaves

Which crumble, softly, in my hand.

 

At the songs of the clouds,

I imagine myself

Floating, at untold altitudes.

 

At the songs of the grass,

I listen, intently,

For unlikely scraps of news.

 

At the songs of ...

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You walk out in the quiet 

Crash the crowd though you're shy 

You, a young boy, eyes mystified 

Look astound, but cross a mile 

 

Bruised knees, no end in sight

Trembling in your shoes, you take flight

But your past lives stand in your way 

Their irked sighs cocoon you in shame 

 

You march ahead with a brave face 

You meet yourself, grown by a decade

Now you're...

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The birds sang so loud that they became the music

The twittering echo of summer laced into the chill of winter

And weaved into the warmth of the sun in a tapestry

Of shadow and light, day and night

And dewdrops cling to the grass from the night before

Like a mother to her baby in a hospital ward

A hand to the chest, a mouth to the breast

From breathing to suckling, one body to...

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I’ll stay in this trance, 
Where the music’s a dance 
Where it’s dark outside 
In the dead of night. 
And the only sound 
Is rain on the ground 
And the only person 
Awake is me 
The world sleeps 
And I listen 
To the sound of the wind 
Watch the treetops glisten 
In a land drenched in water 
And a heart soaked in brine 
The world inside this room is mine 
The world is your oyster i...

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They name me Cleaver, though I am no hand,
but the patient edge of centuries,
a blade honed by the Southern swell,
by wind that tastes of iron and kelp.

I split the dolerite as kin are split —
not in malice, but in the slow necessity
of tide and time,
each fracture a journal of what was kept,
and what was carried away.

Below, the broth seethes —
foam thick as ghost‑milk,
stea...

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Water laps at my feet

as I gaze upon the sunset.

The sky's warm tones seep into the ocean

golden light dancing across the waves.

 

   The world slows down in this moment of beauty

   the fading light leaves me in a contemplative silence.

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The sun's light spills through a fractured glass of green,

of gold and yellow, pink, and white—

a stained pattern of the breathing world.

 

And then, beyond this fragile frame,

blue, blue, endless blue,

a silent and untroubled sea.

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Naps in the grass

The Sun is my blanket

Underneath the sheet of the breeze.

 

Basketball court sings

A rhythmic lullaby of

Crossovers, trash talk, and lay ups.

 

I allowed the grass to swallow my toes

In exchange, the grass allowed my locs to mingle with the ants.

 

Little caterpillar, in search of new

joins me on my cot for a spell.

Then, inches off to conte...

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Branches curl their gnarled fingers
Sprouting leaves as thick as hair
I’m older, but drifting alone again
Through the botanic gardens
Roaming the hot houses
I taste that chewable air
Holy loneliness
I hold you dear to me…

The roughness of weathered bark
contrasts the delicacy of fresh stems
Poking from fractured seeds
I feel the world breathe
I’m taking part, I made my peace
I don’t...

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I have an eclectic palette

But you’re the only taste that matters

I used to roll my eyes when they said

A lover can be your refuge 

I thought turbulence feeds my drive 

But here we are

And it’s everything to feel safe in your arms

No more flight or fight with shaking hands

And anxiety, an egg in my throat 

A sickness that spreads

It always gives back 

Feeding its...

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Our planet

Our breathing home

Where all life roam.

8.7 million known species

Coexist in unity

Lighting each new day.

 

But a silent tragic scream rises

From one million souls on the verge

Of becoming numb 

Of vanishing 

Of their stories being lost to time...

A silent extinction.

 

This cruel unraveling 

Threatens the very balance.

The essential resou...

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In our relentless pursuit to conquer nature, humanity has come close to achieving the alchemist’s dream — turning lead into gold. Recent breakthroughs at CERN have made this a reality, but the fleeting creation of gold is a stark reminder of the price we pay. As we manipulate genomes, shape life, and control matter, we must ask: what are we sacrificing in our quest for mastery? The genie i...

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Rough leaves hold a vibrant cup

Bold petals catch the sun's noon kiss

A burst of orange in the green

A scent of spice upon the air.

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To whom does he belong, this strangler fig? 

I have not invited him, no not i.

Well I am appalled at his tendrils and vice grip,

And that gleam he has in his eye.

To whom does he belong, this strangler fig?

You would not welcome him, no not you.

Well you not once ever knew of his arrival,

If so, you would have seen right through.

 

What good is this strangler fig?

He’...

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There's a banana plant outside his window.

I know this because it's always there.

The way it stands,

Its leaves heavy and folding in on themselves

Green and heavy with life.

They stretch towards my fence like a longing

As if searching for something just beyond reach.

 

He steps from the shower

His skin slick with droplets

Glistening like morning dew on leaves

Every...

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Beautiful to be fallen in a love with you my beloved

A union two twin flames

theirs
one old soul’s
shared nostalgia

about
our actions, how we react
an intertwined mind
quale, in the way we act
an ordeal with life
born into circumstance

chaotic
the conundrum
all of the elements and alignments required
the complexity of an immaculate conception
the manifestation of a woman and...

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i want to work on myself

what kind of work do i need?

am i a car stranded in the middle of nowhere,

waiting until the mechanic comes, only to pass me by

am i an equation, frows burrowed in deep thought

an excuse for the mathematician to silently slip away

am i a philosophical question, everyone has a different opinion

that they will rarely ever voice, for when they do it echoe...

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memories light my heart to start again

warmth in my veins like medicine

i open the door, gaze at my collection

candles in every crevice and corner

my house is overrun with light

but i am warm

so i let it burn

candles on my nightstand flicker

as i dream of fire consuming me

and awake to see the light i kept too close

fell during slumber, catching every other glow

i...

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roses are red, like a kiss, a stamp, a heart that has bled

or white, like doves, a dress, a jewel shining in the light

you, my friends, are yellow

not like dirty snow or old stains in carpet;

yellow like the sun that blinds us on our walk,

stars we gaze at from different windows until we look away,

keys that unlock us with every little talk

i picked the freshest flowers for my...

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“butterflies can’t see their own wings”

my wings were unique, folded and geometric

i felt proud, never hid them like a secret

i was called brave

              ↳”i’d want to die if i were you”

i pulled my antennas over my eyes

i naively accepted compliments at face value (i belonged)

when it came time to fly, i could only flutter

that’s all my wings could do (i was okay with...

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Nature or nurture?

where she was concerned

there was never any doubt

about either,

but ranks will close

as and when needs must.

Light by name, and light by nature,

A smile to light up every room,

she had always been that way,

instinctively loving and caring,

ever gratefully aware

of the precarity of

her own origins,

but the patriarchy looks

after its ...

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There's a river that runs through my soul.

It winds through valleys, over hills 

A quiet current that moves

Neither demanding nor hesitating 

It waits for me to come near.

 

When the sun paints the sky with grace

When joy dances on my face

And everything is in its place...

I find myself drawn to the river's edge

Where the waters hold my peace.

They shimmer,

Refl...

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If I were God, no tyrant’s fist Would strike the world and call it law. No throne would stand on broken backs, No crown be forged from cries of pain. The fattened few who drink from veins Of those who toil, who starve, who break, Would wake to find their golden feasts Had turned to dust upon their tongues. No child would fade to hollow bone, No mother beg for crusts of bread, No fa...

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The snow is not to blame

In fact, it covers it up

All that I see is kindness

On the white covered ground

 

The snow is not to blame

 

It offers a rest bite

from worry,

as the crystals float past

my window  

 

an endless letting

       go

an endless letting

             go

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homosapiens
practicing chiropractors
correct us —
posture up —
try, and
… stand upright

formless before the big bang
chaotic with a dark past, and
the light an omnipresent
cognizant force with foresight
for the universes future is in order

simulation theory
0’s & 1’s
the singularity
near infinite
expanding with each addition
times, O
multiplied it is still nil

intrinsic

...

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Be like the rain, relentless and free

Yet gentle enough for a thirsty tree.

Be like the wind, a powerful force

Yet soft enough to change its course.

 

Be like the ocean, vast and wide

Yet still enough for a gentle tide.

Be like the mountains, tall and proud

Yet humble enough to bow to the cloud.

 

Be like the earth, grounded and deep

Yet open enough for secrets to ...

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The Path of Immortality explores the timeless journey of the atoms that compose us, weaving together the origins of life from stardust to the cycles of death and rebirth. As we grieve the loss of loved ones, this poem offers solace, reminding us that no part of them is truly lost. Their atoms continue to shape the world, giving rise to new life in ways unseen. It is a gentle reminder that we are a...

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On Shima's slope, a linden dreams

In my village, standing old and grand.

My heart—a bird—above it gleams

A watchful spirit, close at hand

Whispering tales to its golden leaves

Those of vibrant surge, and verdant flight.

 

Through sunlit days and moonlit nights

I watch it sway, so strong and free

A silent solace, an innocent delight 

The linden's magic touches me.

I...

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