• Estrangement

    Technically speaking, I didn’t know That we said goodbye the first time, Nor the second or third or fourth or Any of the times afterwards.It’s just that we slowly became strangers, At first, little by little, then altogether. It surprised me, how smoothly it happened, When we met up once again, it was as strangers.…

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  • Loneliness (Part II)

    Loneliness is a brine,Something that so thoroughly soaks into your person,Like a rot, a stench that you can never quite get off.And no matter how many hours of doomscrolling, of trying to keep your mind from thinking,There is nothing quite so depressingThan admitting to yourself that you are lonely.It is not brandished in your face,Not…

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  • Loneliness

    T’is a special kind of pain,The kind that forms when you areSurrounded by peopleYet, feel completely alone. The pain of being surrounded by kindness,Yet none of it softens your heart,Clenched like a fist, Waiting for something to go wrong.T’is not an ailment that a salve can cure,No witchcraft nor solidarity can erase this ache I…

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  • Ethereal

    Ethereality is that which Can never be obtained, Never witnessed satisfactorily, Yet is strived for nevertheless. This is the folly of mankind, Searching for immortality In an everchanging world, Whose only guarantee Is the mortality of man. – Arsh

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  • At least you, child,Had the decency to kiss the daggerWith which thou rent my Heart.I have much time, to think about things now.I could notice every hungry stare at my Crown,But not the sheer Trickery played by those Carrions on thee.Surely, they would have persuaded you their cause was Just,Using the Honour thou cherishes mostAs…

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  • A Caged Songbird

    In my Heart there lies a Songbird caged,Yearning to sing in the breeze.Yet it is trapped in Human flesh,Far too heavy with sorrows.And each day that passes,It drowns a little more in the blood of Human veins,Far too poisoned, more than any Heavenly Choir that inspired it. – Desdemona

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  • Forget me not, my darling,I pray you forget me never.Mimosa pudica I may be,Though my bones exalt in reverie,Don’t forget our love,As pure as an ivory dove.For you were friend andBrother to my bones,My forgotten soul remembersThe laughs we’ve shared From times old.Though as poison ivyYou hath struck me,Purpled and venom-tongued, envenomed,I shall but wither…

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  • Bad Haircut

    Once, I didn’t know what to do,So I tried a bad haircut.I wasn’t sure why I did so,But I felt more in control then.My hair was an actual disaster,But I was proud of it. – Arsh

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  • Strangers Again

    We will never be strangers again,There is too much history here.But if one day, we meet again,And we don’t recognize The person in front of us,Is that not the making of friends to strangers? – Arsh

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  • Legacies

    We write our storiesIn pages we never see,Permanently mark livesIn ways we’ll never know,And yet, as humans, we still worryAbout the impact we will leaveOnce we are gone. – Arsh

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