poetry
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All in the Mind
Remember that fear is all in the mind. Hence the gods tell you to leave it behind. When your bones cry and your muscles wail, All the more reason you should not bail. Continue reading
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“Do Not Disturb”
Don’t mind me over here. Can’t you see I’m busy? An invisible “Do Not Disturb” sign hangs over me. Because if you do, you will break my flow, Force me to stop when I just want to go. Continue reading
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Abandoned Litten
My little black Luna, today she went bananas ‘Cause she doesn’t like to eat yellow ripe bananas. This sounds silly. Do cats even eat bananas? I am not so sure but her eyes look like bananas. Continue reading
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Frivolous
So frivolous. So tiny. My make-up is ugly. The sun is hot, then it’s not; the cold chaps my lips. My coffee’s cold. My iced tea does not have enough ice. My boyfriend’s on Insta telling the world too many lies. Continue reading
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Forgechu
Everyday I wake up, to the gods I ask, “Will the time come when I fin’lly forgechu?” So I go on my day and put on a mask, Hope that in my busy-ness I fin’lly forgechu. Continue reading
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Oh Grandfather
Who cared about the bruises? They all faded away. You were a reformed old man, keeping your demons at bay. One time I sat on your shoulders. We made our way from my school. A silly prince, that made me. The world was mine to rule. Continue reading
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How to Catch a Sinner
How to catch a sinner: Look for the loudest, self-proclaimed saint, almighty and proudest. He walks with a basket filled with gold stones and ready to pick so many bones. Continue reading
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You Must Be Thinking
You must be thinking of what happened to me, your daily beloved and majesty. When the moon shines, do you miss my eyes? The wasted opportunity, do you realize? Continue reading
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Here Comes the Angel
Here comes the angel with a toad for a face and wings made of hay; hence the fall from grace. It claims to be ridding the world of disease and defying the gods like Hercules. Continue reading
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You Can’t Love Me
You can’t love me because you hate your own skin, the sound of your own voice, and your mind screaming from within. You can’t show me ’cause you’re fixated with that wall others built for you, the shots you don’t call. Continue reading
Xeno Hemlock 