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The Colors

It was a nauseating freedom, the sense of finally getting the hang of it. It took years to build a home where nobody lived. It was bending further and further everyday, until one day you are surprised you got so far and it didn’t even hurt. The kindest of Septembers, passed you by. I took […]

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The People

But not everyone shows strength in daggers Blunt and unbridled They budge time and again into skin And make wounds that are far from fatal In time their blows are always returned When you tell people how you feel It reeks of old haunts Shallow streams of pain but they weren’t there They don’t know what you […]

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The Endings

Let’s talk about the world ending. With indefinite days ahead and for everyone when they are ready. The goodbyes that have waited on me so long, almost feel holy. I think you’ll feel like that again, when a secret escapes and it’s not just yours anymore. When an old friend knocks on your door and […]

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The Sunsets

You’ll learn to catch time in its infidel steps You’ll learn to keep your sunsets inside  When people you love are retracing  Learn to see their midnights Ticking, turning.  Learn to accept when they’ve let go Learn to see things before it’s too late  Learn to be brave. Braver than words Learn to be brave […]

22.1.16- Year of Sorrow
Year of Sorrow

22.1.16.

And its been all lapses My heart hammering to a sublime silences Right where the sword hits serene You promised to be more. You’ll be more When you’ve been least You have to break Before you’re free. Its all in the promises of time And you’ve got time All the time in the world. But […]

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Writing lessons from Charles Bukowski

I’ve been fascinated by Charles Bukowski‘s poetry for quite some time now. He is the world-renowned author of poetic masterpieces such as Hollywood, Ham on Rye and Women. Some of my favorite poems of all time have been written by him. It comes as no surprise to me that he is known as the ‘patron saint […]

17.6.15 Year of Sorrow
Year of Sorrow

17.6.15.

There’s an undoing to everyone In their hiding places In their dare not’s Is a weak camouflage What are you not When you can be anything Absolutely anything .  Nature left trinkets To the one who looked harder Deeper Why did you say no When you could’ve said anything? The doors you didn’t open What […]