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O, breath in the night
sends colour to the stars,
rays of luminescence
rips at heaven's scars.
Suddenly, the black abyss
holds a light familiar
a whispered tinted glow
and all the mind is clear
the cosmos wear a robe
of flowing vibrancy
it's a scene so dear to me
cloth'd sky does move my pen
in rainbows in the saintly night
inscribed in humble meter.
sends colour to the stars,
rays of luminescence
rips at heaven's scars.
Suddenly, the black abyss
holds a light familiar
a whispered tinted glow
and all the mind is clear
the cosmos wear a robe
of flowing vibrancy
it's a scene so dear to me
cloth'd sky does move my pen
in rainbows in the saintly night
inscribed in humble meter.
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Les Limbes
Lost in time and space I tried to follow your path But you were already lost In your own reality. J’ai traversé le temps et l’espace, Suivi le vol des oiseaux. J’ai franchi les landes et les glaces En quête de tes maux. Je n’ai trouvé qu’un désespoir infini, Qu’une absurde surréalité. Je n’ai pas trouvé ma place Dans les limbes de ton passé.
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To Be or Not to Be
To be or not to be. Like a particle in superposition. Existing as a distinct individual, yet spreading out like a wave. As a baritone, I sang the bass. Merging in a symphony of sound. A drop becoming the ocean, the fundamental ground of being. My feelings shaping the waters. Learning to swim in the storm. Now floating in perfect calm. I am no longer afraid, of what lies in the deep seeking to pull me under. I am stronger than I was before. The chalice is whole once again. Fill it with your bittersweet wine.
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Descent into Madness
It has returned In the dark silence I sense its presence Watching me Stalking me Mocking me Just like before Lurching in the stillness Hiding behind every turn Staring menacingly It crawls near me whispering of invisible worlds “You’ve ignored me for too long,” its raspy voice exclaims. “I frightened you when you were young so, you simply pretended I wasn’t there For all these many lonely years. I was always near" "Now you’re old and you can ignore me no more” The fear crawls inside me but it no longer trouble’s me I feel myself shattering into a million pieces but becoming a part of a million more I sense comfort and strange familiarity of a forgotten home Slithering softly by my window-seal searching for a crack to float through Its mist mingles and lingers with the steam of my morning coffee There's something inside of us that we're all trying to destroy An apparition, phantom presence that we're trying desperately to ignore It mockingly stares back at me from the
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