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Road Taken (Loser)

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Road taken(Loser) In life's battlefields, he's so vulnerableHead bows, heart trembles: "Ô! the miserable!"Between diverged roads stands the doubtfulTakes the most rutted road: "Ô! how thoughtful!"No caring eyes, no warm hands of wisdomTo uphold, forestall his fall in the bottomMeagre dust shrouds his fragile aching soulThe mob swallows the Newcomer  the wholeOnce down, his Dreams… Continue reading Road Taken (Loser)

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Hurts

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How does it hurt to feel your hurts' hurt hurtHark! The sharp echoes of war's drums alert. How it hurts to taste  your heart's disconcertTo listen solemnly to your slow beatsThe crawling, eerie whines - your restive fleets. How it hurts to hear your sigh's discomfortTo detect that imminent wild nighfallFeel vulnerable to your mood's… Continue reading Hurts

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#villanelle

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The more I grasp sighs, the more my tears dry.The grey fogs hinder my soft heaven spark.So, I kneel down and pray: "Ô, The Most High!" Lights of my days in a ring of fire cry.The murky scars embrace the fiery dark.The more I grasp sighs, the more my tears dry. Anxiety madly thrives, frowns.… Continue reading #villanelle

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Frail eyes stick to downsToo frightened to look up skiesIn a cavern there they hideOn their way no way they eyesAt the end of their tunnel,Amidst darkness of life,Keep digging the dark for lightAn inch left… They give up. S.C.P.BibaAll copyright reserved.

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Dis-ease

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I hit my absolute rock bottom.Life goes in slow motion.It cracks the back.Everything is suspendedAmidst fear and angerMood swings like fireAnd I, and MeHumdramly, in a whisper,Fall on my brown dust as I dis-Appear in my black hole. S.C.P.B(C) All rights reserved