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Sunday Musings
Judgement You light the fire, then play the victim. It's not my fire, yet you let it burn. Rage and pain drive you insane, creating a parody of hypocritical lies. Judgemental eyes ignite in fumes, ignorant to another man's shoes. Silent emotions They say he shows no emotions, yet fail to see the flow of tears, crying from his poetic pen. Poetry is only silent to ignorance. It's the pain keeping him alive, breaking all figurative chains. He realises there is not shame, when the sorrows of lost time, become burdens he can't let go. Yet the hurt makes him stronger. She I always knew she'd be the one, from that novel, whose name I fail to recall. When I read those words, her image burst from the page. I always thought lucidity of my imagination, was a slightly cruel curse; until i saw those eyes, which moved closer in crystal definition, merging true colours into my heart. Even in the silence of my dreams, I called for just one kiss from her lips. Misunderstood muse There won't be any poetry tonight, nothing to say, to see nor to write. An absence of subtle reflection in words, become a substance of subsistence. Confused with silent existence of timeless distance. Insistence of your resistance, seems like a waste of emotions, in a false dawn of devotions. Learn to create perfect harmonies through simple sincere symphonies. Then your predicament will not breed, nor succeed in its egotistical need. Simple Musings Silent One 8 December 2019
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