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Same Old Evening

The evening comes, I recognize
The same old evening’s here
A blurry line across the skies
The sounds of cars I hear
Quite as distinguished as they were
From the embankment side
The motorbikes are also there
Their engines never die
They fade into the background soon
And silence chills the breeze
It fills the gap between my room
And crowns of the trees
And everything looks

When feelings war

By evening light of crimson 
Moonlight dabbled through the trees.
Formed shapes of dark and shadow climbed and crawled and followed me. 

Weary eyes did gaze on distance. 
Though views faded as minutes left.
The seat was waiting to comfort - it knew my walk too well.

Silence could be found though the dabbling water would not stay

THOSE DAYS ARE GONE

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[Verse 1]
I thought I was fine
You weren’t really on my mind
That was until
You were gone

I got to town
I really liked the way you hung around
Turned my frown upside down
Then you were gone
I’m all alone

[Chorus]
Was it something I said
I’m sorry if I was wrong
But I don’t know
Why did you up and go
Was it that song
Could it

A Testament to My Loss

A Testament to My Loss

Beneath the scalpel's relentless song,
I faced a grief both deep and strong.
Two valleys crossed, two peaks laid bare,
My spirit trembled beneath despair.
A canvas blank, yet marked by pain,
Each scar a whisper, a loss ingrained.
The lines upon me tell their tale,
Of nights I wept, of times I failed.
The mirror shows a shadowed

blackest wings scale higher than mountains

 Blackest wings, scale higher than mountains
in the chill of tonight's air,
scarred and bleeding from within,
determined to reach her lover's side,
A voice calls out to her voyage
but her vision gets lost
as it starts to drizzle and rain.

She collides & in such pain,
her claws trying to embed in the side
of the rocks but she keeps skidding

Where Eyes Hurl Darts

     I step into a room of smiles
     whose eyes hurl darts at me
     What’s concealed 
        never revealed

     Shaking inside
     I wade cautiously upstream
   

The B Side Man

I was cut in the studio after the hit had dried its sleeve—
a shadow-track pressed in wax
buried under the melody that crowned them kings
I came with the needle's sigh,
not for applause,
but for the noise you never chose.

The A-side spun through summer air—
windows down, girls laughing loud
boys riding every chorus like a dare.
Me?
I cracked my voice

33 Reasons

I have 33 reasons
      Why I won’t go home.
   I am a loyalist
                    Tortured by iniquity
          Captive of antiquity
But the

I'm Sorry

I'm sorry about the thorns
I hope that these horns
will one day be left to burn

I've danced to my past mistakes
and now the real me is about to wake,
there's no simmering beauty of a lake
that's full of pollution and waste,
I need to forgive and live the human race

I've come to realize my infliction
is based on my

My personal grief

The sadness turns into a haunting grief, 
When suddenly my loving spouse leaves, 
Tears start flowing with choked emotions, 
End of world seems in sight, till tears run dry. 

The saga continues for days, months, and years, 
The laughter and joy disappears, no hopes in sight, 
The love and support of family and friends, 
Soothes

To my big brother

Roses may be red
And violets blue
But one thing for sure
Is my life is sad without you

You will never get to see me grow
As your time came and you had to go

So here is a promise to you my big brother
I promise to always protect our mother
I will comfort her when she’s feels sad
I hope that

Synthetic Beauty

I saw Bianca.
One glance, and the eyes might believe she was a queen,
but her beauty was borrowed —
purchased in pieces, stitched together with coins and illusions.

Her hair, long and flowing,
was taken from the head of an old woman
who died alone with a mind in ruin.
It now sits like a crown of foreign spirits
on the head

Half-and-Half Between

half light on the page
words spill yet swallow their truth
a moon veiled in clouds —
I read between the shadows
for the part you did not write

half a tear is mine
half I give to other hands
to carry its weight
shared grief breaks into pieces
small enough for hearts to hold

half my breath holds on
half my breath has wandered free
seeking

Guns

bang
the gun 
it was fired
by accident
it doesn’t matter
the poor rabbit is dead
people need to be careful
if you are going to own a gun
the first thing to learn is safe usage

Love is like a void

Love is like a void until it will accept you it's gonna deprived every qualities of your, but the best part of these voids is that one day it's gonna accept you or leave you and then you will get your qualities again but you will see it with her eyes. Because that's what made

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