• This Too Shall Pass

    Stop! What are you doing?Your life is ebbing away,And here you are, ever idling.The world is still spinning,The sultry Swallow’s birdsong still sounds,The flowers still bloom,And Life moves on.Your labours shall last forevermore,Your worries shall never end,For as you live and breathe,You shall be troubled yet.For that is Life, my friend,Full of beauty and sorrow…

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  • The Jester’s Sinful Privilege

    “I jest ye not,I only know what I see,And that is a Fool on Our throne.”A peasant once said,Only to find, the very next day,His entire family dead.The man himselfWas hanged for treason,When in reality,There was not one,A proper reason.A jester that day,Made the very same claim,In hopes that his fate,Would end without much pain.Yet…

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  • Ghosts of Time

    I am haunted,Haunted by ghosts.’Could have been’, ‘Should have been’,’Could be’, and ‘Should be’ Are their names.Alas, it is only these fourThat fill my lonesome days.’Could have been’,’Could have been’,How pitiful you are!Your grandiose wishesWere crushed byCircumstance and chance.’Should have been’Shushes all others,A pearl among the gems.He lies like a carcassHewn for the hounds, helpless.’Could…

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  • Worst Case Scenario

    It’s not difficult to think of plans,Of contingencies for every scenario,But we plan only for the worst ones.I’ve heard that the brain reinforces your thoughts.Positivity is built, and negativity, amplified.I wonder what happens when you only think of the worst case scenarios?

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  • Can I Stay?

    Can I still have thisFor just one night more?I know that you’re not right for me,And I’m not the one that you want.But I don’t want to pack my bags yet,And remove myself from this place.This place we built up together,Where we could just be ourselves.Just let me ignore the worldFor just one night more.Once…

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  • The War Begins Silently

    The beginning of the war will be secret. There will be no parades or commendations, No grand declarations nor proud generals boasting.No vaunting valour for the brave soldiers Marching surely down to their doom.The beginning of the war will be secret.It will begin as these things always do,Slowly marching to an inexorable doom.A flower’s petals…

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  • Tailored

    Did you know that tailoring,the word, comes from taliare,a Latin word meaning ‘to cut’?I could write the metaphor Explaining how being tailor-made For you was cutting me away,But I don’t think I need to, do I? – Arsh

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  • Unfinished

    Half-remembered dreamsAnd unfinished soliloquoys,Keeping my quietAnd I won’t let you in my life.But what have I doneTo just leave this all alone,Even with all of this timeMy life is still not my own. – Arsh

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  • Night Lights (In The Big City: Part One)

    Thunder furiously rumbled across the dark night sky. Pensive, brooding, sulking.Just like the moody Evelynne Yvonne Marie.Twirling coils of smoke left the cigar between her fingers, as she stared at the twisting, raging tongues of fire caged in her lighter, begging for release. How did she end up here? She wasn’t quite sure. But as…

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  • Thoughts of a Night Owl

    My heart is locked in a bony cage,Where it writhes and turns for Freedom’s sweet lips.It toils to keep this mortal vessel alive,Yet struggles to find some peace of mind.But Darkness calls with comfort and change,Death’s loving embrace so gentle and safe,The Night calls away all worries formed by Day. – Maya Desdemona

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