14 Lines Sol'tude they suffer all; yet, each alone.Lone souls wander within nowhere spheres.Roam and orbit beyond the byway zone,O acrid mists in silent corners tear. Yet, the muffled screams flow rivers per dayWhen curious eyes not there to stare.Bite like sea snakes and pour their bane as prey.Void feeds void til the vacuums distress… Continue reading 14 lines #poem, #poetry, #writing, #sonnet
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#Apocalypse
Apocalypse SheAt the zenithOf her ruinSittingWatchingThe world outBackwardly ahead movingWearing the guiseOf maintenanceOf strength of con sis ten cy Cra z'ness air teasesthe mass The mob The ruinAgiles in the fall melodyOut of tuneThe funeral ceremonyOn the airAround the clockShebreathes inThe void and spits itOutWithin she and itVividly on the moveOut of breathWhile She the… Continue reading #Apocalypse
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Feel She opens the window. The morn dews still on petals, And the brand new breeze Teases some of her hair, In the air, where new hope's reborn. The new rosy light twinkles her eyes; But, no sparkling sparks back Touches her skin, enters her nostrils Yet, She carelessly turns her back Nothing felt by… Continue reading #feel #poetry #poem #write #iamwriting
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Revolutionist Ardent his eyesFire of poverty and injusticeBurn his stateEagers to changeWith his words the thoughtsWith his thoughts the worldIn which the brisk naughtThe antiworldYet his folk are busyIn chase of breadNo time to breatheNo time to dreamNo time to mindTheir misery, their stateYet His fire is too idealToo old... too lateTo awake the deadIn… Continue reading #poetry #poems #revolutionary #writing #write
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Do Not Write All Your Mis’ries In Black Ink Do not write all your mis’ries in black ink,Dark past must be buried its vivid corpse;Fight your inner night and rise your sun pink. When life despairs the youth, they oft misthinkAnd paint on dim canvas vehement mourns,Do not write all your mis’ries in black ink.… Continue reading #poetry #poets #Iamwriting #write #writing #villanelle
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O Love! Where are you? Are you still alive?Is it you that the bards blindly idolize?In rhythmic cadence, in singing rhymes,Revenrance in words and blasphemy in acts.Is it you the haunt'd illusion dwellin' the souls?Flutters in antique classics and days of yore. O Love! where are you? Am I blind? caus' IDon't see you anywhere… Continue reading #poetry, #poems #love #world
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She's good at feelin' badAt dramas and painsShe's unbeatable in the fieldShe waltzes aroundHer broken heart stringsRound the clock plays and actsRound the clock acts and plays-Invincible queenOn the tragic stage. S.C.P.Biba
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Heart heavyFull of sorryPains fullySo refractoryIts sky cloudyDark and drearyTears rainyJoy needyMissing tranquillitySeeking breathlesslyTo be happy… Its my self conspiracyAgainst someone called me. S.C.P.Biba
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Ode to immortality So vulnerable to decline,Made of clay- ManWalks life as a passerbyTil Time clears his footprints-And Dust wears his dust out. Worm food's underground;Yet, his deeds remain crownWith subtility will carve in stoneTill their echoes in history echoesUp to curse or to praise. S.C.P.Biba
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Mood As memories twinkle remembrance fords,Her eyes close their curtain. Her soft night glows;The errant soul dances on witty cords. Summer's drowsy breeze numbs her stifled wordsLet her weary heart proses its bores. SoHer memories twinkle remembrance fords Fall teases her undead leaves with his swordsVenom winds evisc'rate her green in slowThe errant soul dances… Continue reading Mood #poetry #poem #iamwriting #villanelle
So-called Poetry of Biba 
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