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A Ghostly Show
Empty of its audience, red, plush velvet seats;
Sorrowful, in mourning.
No more echoes of applause,
the opening of a grandeur curtain,
Just a ghostly appearance,
Breathing in the past.
Dusty stage lights,
Cobwebbed orchestra,
Costumes bleeding out their vibrany; silently decaying.
What do you call a stage
without a captivating drama?
Wednesday 10th February 2021 11:44 pm
Big White Room
Stepped outside the Big White Room
Closed the door behind me
Needing to see where I belong,
Trying to feel familiarity.
Writer’s block is brutal
-A stab in the back from loyalty.
Needless to say I lost myself
Trampled by a monotonous society.
I sigh--
Tuesday 12th January 2021 9:50 pm
Ignorant to society
Our ignorance makes colour just an illusion
We latch onto black and white for vision
Purifying our naivety, protecting our fears
Whether it be blood, sweat, or tears; no trace can be found
Recognition is the key to unearth beyond our judgemental lines.
We deny ourselves the truth, yet believe in immortality.
Observing a bag soar through the wind
Can you feel its freedom?
...Sunday 13th September 2020 10:39 pm
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