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Authored: March 21, 2023 Blood covered hands in the sand disappear for a whileBullets and countless lives shattered and innocents killedThe will of the leaders and governments shatter the minds of the returnedTo a nation who does not care if their tax money is used in useless wars.Oppression and ruining nations all under the calling…

Authored: February 17, 2023 I’m not done with you yetMake me say something I’ll regretIn a room I don’t belongMake me say something.We were drawn in from the startA reluctant work of artAnd though I tried, I could not ignore youNow here we are light and dark.I’m not done with you yetMake it mean something,…

Authored: February 14, 2023 These empty roads and these empty chapters in burnt booksCasting shadows that have become mountains on wallsEmpty wine glasses strewn on dirty floorsEmpty places but if I close my eyes, smiling faces.We were ever so fleetingAs the world turns on its orbitBillion stories trans morph settings suns and rising DearthsWill we…

Authored: January 28, 2023 I will wait for you till the very endMy dear old friend of mineYour heart was weary and coldYou didn’t think you’d make it till these years oldYet here we are living in a worldThat doesn’t mean much butThe little hands of a loving babyThe smile from a lover who knows…

Authored: January 27, 2023 I wanted to make you something beautifulIn the midst of so much turmoilWe’ve been waltzing down empty corridorsAs the sun sets on a bygone eraI was captivated by your eyesIn these moments of repose, I felt my heart beatAt armslength, I felt the heat of a hundred SunsUnder this monotoneHalcyon called.We’re…

Authored: January 26, 2023 Rivers of BlackBurnt clouds skim scarred skiesBirds pick at jagged bonesWinds scour at war torn groundIn the air is the scent of decomposition.It’s hard to grasp that Earth became a tomb planetA global funeralAn elegy of rites for the deadThe stench was brutal and all encompassing.What comes after?How does a planet…

Authored: January 26, 2023 The dream was all but a dream.Idealistic tendencies of the youngMorph into the Conservative abominations of fearA crippled form that bears rage upon the massesMad men with Narcissistic furorEyes filled with hatred and a longing for entropic ending.We fled into the desert away from the cityWe filled the car with our…

Authored: January 19, 2023 “Will I see you again?” you asked, the final question that a human would ever ask. …. Those final moments, before eyes close foreverThe physical form endedLeave it all behindAscension has commencedOnly the Stars witnessSouls leaving the atmosphere to move beyond. …. A crimson portal, amber and orange huesNot a black…

Authored: January 3, 2023 I sit here, somewhere I have never beenStrength is fumbling out of my weakening bodyI stare out a windowLooking at grey form skiesThe moaning carapace that is the windsAnd clear rain that is no longer safe to drinkIf I close my eyes…. I am haunted by the ghosts of yesterdayThe World…

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