Tag Archives: Present

Mr time..

He is judging me The man called time, Waving his hands at me Because he’s holding mine. Moving the dials forward He will not go back, The only time I see the past Is through the flashbacks. I can hear … Continue reading

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Four letter word…

Love is a drug, An addiction, To hold another, to feel it’s friction. Love affects all, rich or poor, A beautiful disease, without a cure. Love has no eyes, only a heart, To wound us, with cupids darts. Showing itself, … Continue reading

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Hourglass…

The dust may settle, But you do not, Pieces of you Are lost, Pieces you forgot. You’re the mistress Of your fate, Chain that master up You’ll dominate. Heaven & hell, Are deep inside, Tormenting each other Until they collide. … Continue reading

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My translator

PoetryHas a strong meaning,More than lettersMore of a feeling,Poetry is my voiceOf what I’m unable to say,Like an art exhibitionWith my life on display.Rhyming might beinsignificant to others,But it’s a therapyI wish you could discover,So I’ll write it downOr I’ll … Continue reading

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