Fear Age Poems

I wish to seek help
But I'm running out of time
Redemption is late...

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The container in my chest holds water not blood-
Water of the kin and kind.
But I bottle it up scared instead of sprinkling the holy water...

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The sadness of getting lonely, weary and old
is none other than the anguishing thought,
we can't avoid feeling or mentioning at all cost;
daily unrest triggers the...

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Kings Will Fall
In every kingdom a king will rule strong, some kingdoms they rule alone but are usualy strongest and more influential with a queen...

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Last few years 
I had so many fears.
Tears
I knew I was dying.
To myself I was not lying.
Dying alone made me afraid
In my brain I stayed...

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Restless Regrets
This story unfolds with a young girl in her early years feeling the effects of love, in a quaint little town all rashenalty went...

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Hussle for Love
This concept captures the essence of pursuit and vulnerability. Indeed , the journey of love can be frought with obstacles and setbacks.That resonates...

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This 30th of November, 
I can be dragged down by 
   men
that I loved. And they feel no guilty 
   I’m...

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The ramblings of an old man. Whose years have seen what this life is. Whose eyes have seen the cold man and felt his passing...

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Last few years gone by
Time seems to fly.
Of late 
as is fate
I am seeing my due date
My expiration time is coming due
But I do not...

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If I treated people the way they treat me
How unhappy people would be.
I trust people that is my mistake
Everyone just likes to take
I give my...

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Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism

Psyche wracked with agony
impossible mission to extricate lovely bones
they wanna remain permanently abed.

I chiefly function to amass knowledge
courtesy assiduously, habitually,
and judiciously...

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It’s funny when we’re young and we think we know it all
we don’t always listen to what our elders have to say…
Often we don’t realize...

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Do not know who I will be yet
The stone is never set
Of so much I dream
As out of reach as it sometimes does seem
I am...

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small forest
The small forest or the woods by the white road
made of crushed sea-shells, was a place of enchantment 
Squirrels played here and had no...

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