Nebulous Horizon
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When alabaster twilights
rain upon celestial roses,
with tear-soaked trinkets
of ancient aromas ~
I wear their amaranth scents
upon acrylic wrists,
and tie my terracotta threads
of t...
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Categories:
scentless, angst, betrayal, dark, deep,
Form: Free verse
ODE TO THE BALD AND BEAUTIFUL
...He primps that dome like it’s his crown,
A shiny orb, the talk of town.
Shaves that bowling ball twice a day,
No rogue hairs dare to stay.
Refined olive oil, scentless, slick—
His scalp’s own ...
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Categories:
scentless, beautiful, fun, hair, hilarious,
Form: Ode
Unintended Innuendo
...“as we passed her she did wilt
which caused in us sense of guilt
since our stance perhaps did cause
to put her heart’s joy on pause
though we’re gentle, not hostile
we diminished ...
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Categories:
scentless, deep, devotion, imagery,
Form: Free verse
Ignorance is a rhyme without a soul, an art fading into slow oblivion
...Ignorance is a rhyme without a soul, an art fading into slow oblivion,
like fallen tulips swirling through captive rays of a weary sun,
amidst hot sighs tearing through the deafening silence of the...
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Categories:
scentless, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
In a world where shadows stretch across asphalt streets
...In a world where shadows stretch across asphalt streets,
the modern man searches for his soul among dazzling advertisements,
alienated, stripped of ancestral creativity,
transformed from a creator...
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Categories:
scentless, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
burgundy bliss
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i g n o r a n c e~
is a rhyme without soul
an art of f a d i n g into oblivion...
like crestfallen tulips
twirling through tethered rays
in the midst of seething sighs...
and I am more than ...
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Categories:
scentless, deep,
Form: Free verse
In the whirlwind of the wind, my soul also spins unyieldingly
...In the whirlwind of the wind, my soul also spins unyieldingly,
On watercolor wings, the seasons carry me aloft,
Through wrinkled fantasies, the heart's mistakes shatter,
Waltzing in the whispers o...
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Categories:
scentless, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Magnolia Moments
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When I whirl as wind,
unwavering ~
surfing on
watercolor wings
of simmering seasons,
which flicker
and fly through me,
filtering my faults
with a wrinkled fantasy,
I waltz whi...
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Categories:
scentless, deep, devotion, emotions, heart,
Form: Free verse
Light That Lights All Lights
...That only sun, only moon, only star each one quests for
That beacon that burns on eternally in each one's core
Isn't it love—that's kind, warm, gentle, selfless, and endless?
Isn't life without it...
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Categories:
scentless, life, light, love,
Form: Rhyme
My Truths
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Leaves of Lilith, fall like butterflies
as I slither in souls, secluded by time ~
where treacherous tulips still mourn the death of magnolia moon,
hidd...
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Categories:
scentless, dark, deep, emotions, meaningful,
Form: Verse
In the Realm of Silver Linings
..." Perhaps, life is just a disaster
wrapped in fairy-glow fragments ~
shimmering with stars of death... "
O' beloved moment of time,
take me where I belong,
in the henna haze of scentless l...
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Categories:
scentless, butterfly, dark, death, gothic,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Isle's canvas of chains and locks
...A canvas on beach
Beyond fortune's reach
Where ocean's opulence beseiges
The sand
That remains arid
Beneath my hand
I scribbled falsehoods
In sand of seashore
Washed away the waves
But I r...
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Categories:
scentless, anxiety, emotions, metaphor,
Form: Lyric
I miss
..." Tortured metaphors
spilling from tequila lips,
t i p t o e on my pulse ~
breaking in an arced smile
of the...
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Categories:
scentless, dark, deep, emotions, gothic,
Form: Free verse
Through it all
...To the lily moon that
never forsakes me~
amidst the cruel constellations
that left me stranded in
a melancholic maze
of rain-kissed memories.
I’ll write this prose for you,
on periwin...
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Categories:
scentless, emotions,
Form: Romanticism
Cerulean Seclusion
...In blackness,
I hear forked tongues
whisper wicked witchery,
hope within arthritic
ink slowly f a d e s
as darkness descends
upon snow-speckled heart,
and a murder of...
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Categories:
scentless, angst,
Form: Free verse
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