DIVISION REVISION

Sometimes the water flows Sometimes the water stills Stilling my hopes in crypts Sometimes it rains on my face Sometimes sun radiates off it Burning men like cigarettes Sometimes I care. Sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I share. Sometimes I won’t. Blue birds fly unseen in the sky. Only perceived when poked in the eye. Manichean Mannequins of wonder. Wanderers under…

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Writing a Poem

Oh, it’s time for bed. And my mind will flood With ideas you see- For diving in poetry sea. Those were my thoughts, Rather, are my thoughts? Every night while on the bed, Resting my aching back and head. I rack my brains, To get fresh lines. Break away the reigns, I ask my mind, fine. Writing you know, Is…

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Life of Men

A heart may never heal No cure, no remedy. A soul will never steal Too pure, too free. A body shunned to the moors, Cracks suffocated in time. A mind of thumping hooves, From cradle to mountain-climb. Space and time, divide us all Splitting us into pieces like alcohol Warm and happy evade us all Weak Puppets who crawl and…

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It’s me – frustrated af!

may standup for my friends  Where they don’t do ‘t for me, I may be a crybaby But i make others people laugh,  I may have strength of character  But trust no bitch, I may have the ability to work hard  But there lies my laziness,  I always take stubborn pills, I may not gonna apologise for the- shit they…

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CAUSE SHE IS A WOMAN

She was on her way back to her home. The narrow lane which leads to her House was dark and daunting  But beautiful and quite. She was humming some tune and Was as blissful as usual. All of the sudden someone seized  Her hands, and threw her into dark. She couldn’t see his face, But she was scared as hell.…

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Father’s day

Father, Oh Dear Father! You Rock! Holding your hands, I learnt to walk, Amazed would be you, to see me scribble with chalk, I was your twinkle and your talk, Father, oh Dear Father! You always Rock. My one stop fix, the one who has a magic stick, Pumped in confidence and shoved away my anxieties with a click, For…

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Am Quirky

I came with no wrapping or pretty pink bows. I’m who am from my head to toes, I tend to get loud when speaking to mind. Even a little crazy some of the time Yes, being different- for I like silence more than voices, darkness more than brightness, emptiness more than chaos. I’m not the one craving for the excitement…

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