The Art Of Healing

“Time has the ability to mend all the wounds.” -Anonymous Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. This moment has passed. And the moment you were reading that last sentence has just past. And now time has passed again. The cycle continues. Time is unending, it will always continue to move forward and so will you. Time does…

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Goodbye

Hands never seemed so majestic, vibrations of patterns He waved. I waved. I said goodbye.   Never turned back for one last look in your eyes. Maybe a smile, will let us live for a while.   Do not look for my silence cries. Just look for bones and ashes, Once we parish and die. This picture…

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Sinfully Beautiful

Beauty surrounds her Like an ascribed aura Dipped in Gold, Most expensive fur   Hair jet black Just like a curse An imprinted back Her eyes burst   Salty rivers flow Down her soft eyes Her skin glows Soon to realize   That she is beautiful Although It’s sinful She has always been Beautiful. Painting…

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Untitled.

It is like our final moments were…… final. The sad part about it all is that we disappeared. We both did in the end. Everything changes in the end. Nothing stays the same. But I will find you in my dreams, where our fingers intertwined like vines around an old house. I will feel you…

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Deserted

Sometimes the darkness, Can be embraced. Like raindrops on Ones face.   Surrender you soul Accept the pain Let loose, break those chains.   Tears are friends Folded in comfort We’ve all lived Alone in this desert. Picture taken with Canon 1100D

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Death’s Door

Thick, red, warm The blood flowed Down his arm.   Eyes fading slowly As life leaves Her supple body.   Pupils over dilated Like his desires Of her body naked.   Stripped of essence- No. Beaten by hatred.   The only victim Was afflicted by racism.   Only if one knew, Her murder was self…

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Strange Men

The weakness radiated from her limbs. As men she hated stopped for one more glimpse.   She shivers violently as rough ungentle fingers neglected her privacy. In the night her pain lingers   She wore white like a misleading message. Praying one day she might, escape this dark passage.   Where strange men, lived beneath…

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Love, Change, Creativity

“When you let go, you create space for better things to enter your life.”- Unknown Recently, I got out of a relationship. That probably explains all the poems and posts about love but what can I say? I truly loved this guy, and once the realization that our relationship was coming to an end had…

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Inside the Poetic Mind.

“Paradise is not a place; its a state of consciousness.” – Sri Chinmoy What inspires me to write is my urge to explore. From exploring my thoughts that seem to never sleep, to the world and the vast mysteries it holds just waiting to be discovered. Truly my mind is an ever changing cycle of…

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