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In every breath I take,I only fill my emptinessWith airFor a brief while.A longer release from this nameless burden that sits over me,Would really be appreciated, you see?I cannot breathe in for too long,The weight returns with a spiking pain,As painful as a somber memory…Without name and cause,This burden rests above my chest,Yet from there…
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Sweet Nocturne,She needs not the light of day,Nor the labours that do not pay,For with her she has numerous nebulae,That keep her at bay. She is oft mistaken with coldness and death,But in her darkness one finds a hearth,A truly limitless rebirth,Yet one that blazes with solace. It needs no lightAnd does not burn too…
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Draped with jewellery and Precious gold covering All imperfections, Can allOur finery cover the rot? – Arsh
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Can one actuallyFind meaning in life?Or live with the meaning?When the answer goes againstEverything we have been taught,What do we do? – Arsh
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Erroneous feelings corrodeOur given natures, such that,One marries another and Another murders one in concert.This messy link betweenThe threads of fate,Woven into our tapestries,Is immutable and unfixable.Yet fate remains in fluxEvermore, for it is our choicesWhich determines our lives,And ultimately, our fates. – Arsh
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Time truly fliesWhen it is nothing you are beside. For oft it is something we are inside,And naught we are presently outside. Yet that peace found only on Death’s sideIs only found as one dies. – Maya Desdemona
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Perfection in my veins,Or is it in my brain?The minutiae leave me guessing,On the words that I’ve been using.Leaving over and over again,Will this time be for my gain?Keeping track of all these little odditiesWreaks havoc on my little moralities. – Arsh
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Stallling for yet more attention,I think that this thirstOf mine is unquenchable.Speeding through for applause,I feel my hunger for Approval grow evermore. – Arsh