Memory Growth Poems

Vexed Nights 

Trapped in my own delusion,
Engulfing self induced contusions,
I imprudently cause self confusion,

Distance seems cruel to me
So I detach from what used to be,
Emotionally,
Physically,
Then...

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Memories mounting 
Losing sight losing faith
Positive heartbreak 
...

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Tainted fate was broadcasted this afternoon, 
and the life of which I had called mine 
was pasted into the dreary news. 
Quoted as a mundane,...

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There's a journey that we all must take,
Where time and space are clearly fake.

When painful steps are trekked again,
While going back, as if only to...

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Shattered dreams
Pieces of what could have been
Broken down by my self doubt
But with in each peace
A memory
A wedding
A beginning 
An end
But not
A stronger bound
Better friends...

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In the BEGINNING, at the surface, we both met,
Two strangers, excited and uncertain, yet to set.
Down the memory lane, doubts manifold did GROW,
Knowing not how...

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Do you feel the chaotic concerto?
The cloaked and clandestine composer
Plucking at the ivory keys, exactly eighty eight
With even more ways to tangle those
Countless red strings...

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The night before the eve,
    Of a New Year that's overdue.
        Where tomorrow's celebration hastens,
...

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You miss me
I know that you do.
There’s always a doubt 
In the back of my mind
But not about this
Because I know you.

I know you 
Better...

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The age has bloomed on my face, from the alternate timelines I play
Inside my head hoping that 1% chance comes true
 Some lines come from...

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Back then,
backyards were big enough
to nurture a growing soul
and provide a space
for the earth to play out
its seasons in full rehearsal.
There were wide tracks 
of...

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We are our dreams

doubts and fears

flicks of escape,
a spirit that recalls
and schemes to move 
on

Prophets say, “we sleep, 
and many know not they
are dead”

impressed, our...

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life is full of treasures
sitting looking out at the courtyard
she is not comely
but has the most precious smile
it radiates in the brightest sunny day
her little...

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I'm not easy
For people to talk to.
I'm quiet and awkward
And what do I say?
(Why don't I say more?)

I'm not that pretty,
I'm average at best.
You say...

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The kiss of an Autumn’s Orchard.
The peaceful land welcomed two young hearts.
Entwining their fates amidst the trees.
Underneath Apple’s Sweet Sign.

Maid With Azure-coloured Eyes.
A young fellow...

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