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Echoes of Yesterday
In the quiet corners of my heart, Where memories linger like shadows, I sift through the remnants of us, The fragments of love we once knew. The sun rises, and…
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Cup of Coffee – An Ode to Coffee for Keeping us Warm in Winters
If you think a steaming cup of coffee and the chilly winter weather are a perfect duo, this poem is for you to experience Deja vu.
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The Darkness Inside – a Poem about facing your Inner Demons
Do you feel a darkness lurking within your soul?
It might be a speck or a bottomless hole,
Does your mind and heart split you in half?
For some reason dark humor makes you laugh,
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Writer’s Block – A Poem about Struggling with Creativity
Once again caught in that suffocating writer’s block, Sitting across a blank screen, stealing glances at the clock, Eyes weary, head heavy, I virtually cling to my sanity, I resist…
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I’m Tired – Let’s Trade Reality for a World of Fiction
Sometimes, I get tired of chasing my dreams,
Because reality is full of madness and evil schemes,
I embarked on a journey to sail the smooth seas... I'm tired
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I Love You, Please Stay – a poem about Love and Realism
Here's a poem about love that is opposed by realism. There's nothing practical about love, and it's ironic when the one you love begs to differ.
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I am not Okay – a Poem about Denial and acknowledging Reality
This is a poem about living in denial. Sometimes hides an ugly truth behind a beautiful illusion. It's hard to admit that 'I am not okay' (I need help).
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Addiction to Loneliness (Escape is the bigger Challenge)
Loneliness is addictive,
You learn to love the peace and quiet,
No reason to feel vindictive,
It takes a crowd for uproar and riot,
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The Revolutionists – the right kind of Rebels
Ordinary individuals with forgettable faces,
Nobody knows yet that we’re going places,
We don’t want war, we stand for a revolution,
We refuse concessions...
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The Maverick
When she entered my life, it was a moment of epiphany,
No words required, her presence was a symphony,
She talked about eccentric dreams and theories...