Sledged

If only we were similar, you and me I would think of a better world And in this moment of disparity I would be something else than the dirt Here to the world listening to us I have a question, question I must What are we? Bones, flesh or a soul? Twisted? Corrupted? Insanely bold? … Continue reading

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Soulful Agents

Aren’t we the inventors, the discoverers? Carving out the statues of life Falling in love, and falling in desires Aren’t we amazed of the complexities of life? Trying to fix things, that’s what keeps us occupied Who are we really? Deep down into the core, there is a silence The blood of diversities and a … Continue reading

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Man of Bones

The words of desire The freedom of unborn soul Some moments of unsaid breathe Yet a heavy heart made of bones The broken arms and a newborn hope Fighting with the shadows, poor man of bones Burdened with tears and joy Burdened with the hopes of people he love Knocked down yet gets up again Fights … Continue reading

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