Soft as Feathers
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Soft as Feathers

You may look as soft as feathers-Feathers that are white and flying untouched.But only now I know-of your heaviness similar to that of a huge stone.You're possibly as cruel as…
To the Ruins
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To the Ruins

Take me to your ruins-Where your heart's heaviness flows,In the form of syringes, plastic, clothes, broken bricks, and mud.But statues stand tall-At the expense of someone's back, and someone's spine.While…
A Room of My Own
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A Room of My Own

So many things incomplete - My stories, my flight, my thoughts, And the words on my tongue. Pens scattered on the floor, Blank pages in several diaries, While my mind…
The Dust Desires
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The Dust Desires

I have risen with the sunReached for it on paths made of its beamsNo fear of failure or broken wingsThe sea a bottomless cup beneath meSalt drops kissing the blood…
I cannot let you pass
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I cannot let you pass

I remember all the times I sawThe Red Swans danceThousands of beribboned swords –Whirling like restless birdsTrapped in too small a cageThat bends their feathers like a bow,Ringing like the…
Who are you?
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Who are you?

Who are you?Yes you,who has taken all the controls.Where are you from?If you are me,who taught you all this?About putting boundaries,and wanting more.Why don't I see'submit' and 'compromise'In your dictionary.Why…
When I had Myself
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When I had Myself

It's only fair that on my blogsite, the first story that I ever publish, is the one I’ve been most scared about, the one that still haunts my dream and…
Perfection is quantifiable
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Perfection is quantifiable

Slim and attractiveWith those curves so fine,But repressed smilesExpanded now butNot really a view for your eyes. 5.45 in the world where perfection is quantifiable,Absence of dark circles won't matter…