\\Erase the existence of us\\

Wounds engraved in my skin and soul
my dignity calls for your aid
bed of barbarism, breaths of demons
that's where my body was laid.
Faulty I'm, faulty is my name,
faulty I feel is my birth
for my wings,my soul,my heart,my flesh
do not belong to this Earth.
Now cries my wrecked bone
and my tounge that bleeds
my gashes shout out unheard prayers
and my silent numb eyes plead.
This transgression may happen never after
the devils may not wake past this dusk
the innocent souls may never beseech for mercy
if almighty, you erase just the existence of us.

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"Caged we are"

Holding a kite, I stand on the terrace
Thinking, who holds our anchor of flea,
Caged we are, unlike my kite in the sky,
These wide open doors can't set us free.
Weekend plan was to visit a friend
and weeks of plans in a faraway land,
But caged we are, in rooms full of strangers
Isolated, in prayers and hopes we venture.
We prioritized amusements over family and parties for pleasure
We chose earnings over health and luxury over nature.
Gone are the chaos, silently sits the dust
A calm typhoon has come, a pandemic is the gust.
This peace is white, but brought along a blue,
The whole city sleeps, our dreams might have come true.

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//Words vs Silence//

Weapons are the words.
Sword to slay bones of your soul
Gun to make your world a hole.
Fatal remains the blitz of words within
You lose love dies,
desire dies if you win.

Silence is but a slow poison
Effluence slowly, cremates you bit by bit
Things, immutable, are long gone,
before you even know it.

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//STUCK//

Like a veil of darkness with a no moon night
When our hearts were struck,
The swirl of my blood
and beats of my heart,
Blink of my eyes
and sin of my lies,
like an isolated ship behind an iceberg
Every innards of my body got stuck.

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//NYCTOPHILE//
The obscure star gleamed in my eyes
as I lost myself in your darkest lies,
I fell for you then, and now for the night
as the murky dawn crossed my sight.

I wake my demons to love your love
as the blue or red sky kiss the gloom.
My spirit dances in the stygian woods
When the nocturnals come to sing the neume.

I got carried away with whispers and howls
to the mystic daydreams of bats and owls.
and I find me again bit by bit
when your fireflies flicker, dim and lit.

Lover of red Sun, now loves black
the comets and stars can show what they lack,
keep staring at them all night long
and the solemn woes outshine my frails all along.

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//Serene place to be//

I jump into the oblivion of thoughts,
A Sea with no bed,
I drown to never again be sought.
And the carnival of truths get alive to breath
I see me crashing back and forth underneath.
The Sun comes by, but reach no me,
Inky stays the day, refulgent the plea.
I fly here safe, and love bears no fear,
So I jump into the oblivion
To feel you in this storm and smear.

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//REASON to LIVE//

It's not the oblivion you are thinking you are in,
It's that perpetual perplexion where you start loving dying over death.
You believed it, your world rotates around the axis of your own agony.
And you are naive enough to live in a murk when those knives gets right into your veins.
But then still you start living, smiling, sitting on the edge of this thorny life.
Thinking..the dead roses were never really a muse unless they became a poetry in someone's book.
Thinking.. Blood was never beautiful, it was always red.

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//black//

Why did you raise me a sunflower?
yellow and spry, chasing the light,
lost and forlorn when arives the stygian night.

The Sun is gone and now
the crushed petals wither away
to the gloomy land behind the Earth,
Envy the dandelions that dance
forgetting the deserts and dust of dearth.

During the dusk and after the dawn
Now will fly my dead flake
I will find myself in this eerie shades
For this black can now absorb all black.

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// I am you //

When the silence hugs the dusk
and there's shards of nothing to run
with the wild horses of thoughts,
Your fragrance will still be hard to evanescent.
You see, I am woods in me, because
you engraved your roots in me.
And now that you have turned me into you
I wonder if I'd perceive me in you ever again.

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//Strong within//

A firm gust may blow
all my leaves may go,
My stems and soil are in cahoots
I can but surge from my roots.

The words you throw may cut me deep
life of my wound, I shall reap
My subsistence may burn within the gashes
but darling I still will fly with the ashes.

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