She wakes up in the morning
with a shower to wash off the sleep
She has a bagle and a coffee
or maybe some tea
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From the day we were born it was wrong or right
It was always black and white, gray was not in sight
The older we got, the more gray came into play
and it was left for us to decide, which color to portray Read the rest of this entry »
The sky darkens when you’re not here
as a cloud in the shape of love is drawn
With the words I so fail to speak
and the letters that litter the sky of dawn
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Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul. Read the rest of this entry »
Day one, I looked up and caught her eyes
and there she stood with her lips apart
I couldn’t help but hold that stare
and feel the warmth in me all but spare Read the rest of this entry »
Inspired by Andy William’s “Born Free” and Dexter
Born Free
Born free from the human spree
from the ebbing of the tides
With a soul set free
and to nothing it abides
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Pull up your anchor and put up your sails
For tonight i promise, my heart will not fail
and i will not be there to hail
say goodbye, ‘fore your ship sets sail… Read the rest of this entry »
Sweet November you’ve got me remembering,
all the good times and bad times this year had brought
And all the memories we had so ferociously sought,
from the days and nights that the seasons just forgot Read the rest of this entry »
Lately, I’ve been running into a lot of young people who seem to think that it’s somehow cool to act depressed and mentally ill, like it sets them apart from others and make them more interesting. Calling themselves freaks, crazies, and others. Now I’m not sure whether it’s the movies they watch, music they listen to, or their society at large that makes them think this way, but there’s one thing I know for sure, that mentally ill patients do not go about boasting their condition, on the contrary, they hide it and seek medical help. Another thing I know, is that when someone tends to assume this state, it usually catches up with them sooner or later, and they will then know for sure that there’s nothing special about mental illness and insanity.
Anyhow, here is a poem I wrote about this.
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The fall is here and the leaves stark and fade,
they tumble down branches as the heap escalades
And the skies become clear and an ocean out far,
sends a breeze that catches me while I lay up high Read the rest of this entry »