Moon river

Moon river

How I love to hate the full moon. The day I cease believing was when I start dying. Dying for a touch. Dying for a kiss. Dying close to your reach. Dying within you. And I remember sinking into bitumen, yelling out a language that I could not speak. I was wandering down the hallways […]

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Pieces

pieces of insanity dig at your soul

Don’t you ever get weary of conjuring up chaos? of craving bits and pieces of Insanity? They have become as easy as the wishes that dwell in your thoughts. it is the infallible thirst for peace that borrows a hole through your soul but life will happen regardless of what we choose; No longer a […]

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Remember to make yourself whole

“Remember to make yourself whole again”, That voice so dauntingly vivid says Remember the trees that cast a shadow on you while you were wounded Remember the spring that brought fresh water to your heels Remember the face in the sky that day that looked like a beguiled doe The Icicles that clung to the […]

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Toxic People with Toxic hands

Hands and clouds

You lost your childhood somewhere at the corner of Cleveland avenue to toxic people with waddling hands. They sunk you deeper into the clouds. You reappeared here. Waiting. Waiting for poetry to be read. Waiting for the trees to bear fruits and the seams of summer to sprout at the stems of a sycamore tree. […]

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I am Chicken

The past week has been terrifying, exhilarating and oddly memorable. The events which were all except subtle started out with me preparing for an Interview. The journey from Pécs, Hungary to Rodewisch, Germany lasted 9 hours, not including rest stops and Highway tickets we needed for crossing a few borders. Our destination was a sleepy […]

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The Hour Peace Vanished

It is already six O’clock. The river flows along the winding path like a slithering serpent guarded on either sides by twin mountains. It’s ebbing waves splashes against rocks like a mathyr throwing himself at the mercy of his convictors. It then flows through the crevices and penetrates the ground layer of the earth. This […]

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One Hell of a Survivor

For the longest time. I was that kid at the back of the class. Forming rhymes, doodling caricatures. Melting away time with the matches of my mind. That kid whose name was a whisper behind a shadow, that existed in a shell. She was everyone’s bestie when exams was around the corner, besides that she […]

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Mother

They say the walls have ears, little do they know that the walls have mouths too. And they speak to her, they teach her what it means to be aware She lived with three siblings which was invigorating but she still hid who she was. A girl that heard the walls when they spoke. Then […]

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The Involuntary experiment

It is not unusual for the internet to give out every once in a while, however I do throw a little bit of tantrum for the first few mins and then grab a book. Normally in just about the time it takes to feel really weird tension about the situation, the internet is back. If […]

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Nehéz

I heard resilience calling out to me through the shards of a shattered window to my seat of consciousness. It is carried around by the pollens of my un-evolved ideas and by the hoot of a crashing owl in late September, whose eyes illuminating yellow sketches in the thick of the woodland area. Here you […]

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