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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Iron Bar

I feel the heat, the melting of my flesh And here I am, in the furnace burning my fears For what life is worth, I am still alive, I am still here I am happy now, escaping my shadows Realizing the its over, that I am done drinking my sorrows And from here life is … Continue reading

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A Thousand Miles

On this journey of a thousand miles I have drifted, paused and bruised Sometimes for longer than I could remember Sometimes for a shorter version of the lumber Putting my heart out of this flesh I have walked rigorously to expose this emotional chest Scribing my soul on the plain papers I was destined into … 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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Free Yet Bounded

This sickness, the desire of flesh and pleasure. Is it curable? Is it real? Born into the generation of speed and restlessness. Am I confused and lost? What is love? Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.   It does not dishonor others, it is … Continue reading

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Caught In A Battle

Caught in a battle of the generations We are on the urge to fade for good What are we really trying to solve? Perhaps the myths and the lies of the society Where men rapes women and women rape men Child kills the father, and the father kills the children But we cling on to our teachings … Continue reading

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Murdered/Raped – I am Dead

And I cry with a word of pain, Grabbing me and tearing me. Why? Why anybody would do that? Am I not a body of flesh and warmth?   I am resting in peace is what they think, No I’m not at peace, I am not sleeping. Where is justice that was promised? Is it … Continue reading

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