Tag: contemplation

  • As Titled

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    Let the world see!I promise I can be great.-k.r.r.

  • Weeping Night, Be Kind To Yourself

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    A shooting star raced across the skyAs if the night shed a tear,Her heart bending under the weightOf the many souls in need of a wish.I wanted her to hear me,Just give me the chance to explainAnd I prayed with the nightAsking for our wish to be granted. We tried to make it happen,But it…

  • Have a Bite of Cake

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    Affections are sought to sootheBut aren’t we tired of that sickly sweetLike confections, empty gesturesWhose true nature lies in affectation?There’s a smile full of decay,A trail of rotten teeth,And a half-eaten red velvet cakeWith frivolities scrawled in white icing.A knife is taken and the words are smeared,But it wasn’t like anything you haven’t read before.…

  • I Felt The Air Crushing Me

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    I felt like every moment was a hot flash, With every breath drawn in with discomfort As if the next could be my last And the shadows would hang over me Until the last glimmer is snuffed out As if all the stars perished at once And we all have left Is that gaping darkness…

  • Monsoon

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    Embrace the monsoon, Trace the lightning veins lightly, And allow the thunder to course through you. -k.r.r.

  • Sterling

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    You scratched your sterling silver hope. It was already tarnished, But now there’s no going back. A 1/1 piece you left your mark on; Your signature’s such a pretty scar, But gifts don’t come from drifting hearts. There’s things I wish I learned before you. -k.r.r.

  • The Source

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    Let that darkness that sweeps around my feet Dissipate. The shroud of my existence feels heavier Like a promise realized, but only for a moment; I won’t know what I have until I hold it And I won’t understand it until I lose it. A dream becomes an angel or a ghost. Heaven, after all,…

  • Circular

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    I bit my cheek and it tasted like disdain, As if to be careless is to deign And to know every stare carries a heavy weight. I saw eyes even with my gaze affixed to the earth As phantoms rose from it, Their brutal claws leaving gruesome wounds, And I am reduced, Just a stump…

  • Revelations

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    It whiffles away like a soft whimper, An unsightly display Born of delusion. Rippling cracks across the glass reveal The mirrors within the mirror, Other perspectives: A fragmentary existence, Each piece reflecting a different nature Of the all-encompassing whole. Shattered, but whole. I was a terrible thing after all, But I’ll wash my hands of…

  • Mosaic

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    To exist is to be incomplete, A mosaic graced by a countably infinite number of paintbrushes Splashing color, sometimes covering existing parts But they all still you bring you closer to a finish. -k.r.r.