Tag: creative writing

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Perspective

Whether fault belongs to you
Or in truth, may lie with me
It’s all about perspective
All that matter’s what you see

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King of the Outsiders

The contrast is stark,

Naked, breathing, bleeding.

Not lost in the delirium,

“Love is patient, love is kind,”

Said some sad sap before it all ended –

Love is lovely, but my soul is mine,

My debts,

Pain, sorrow,

All divine.

Dancing on a mountain side,

Alone under the fiery sky.

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The City Wakes

Street corner painted in color,
Apollo’s light kisses the clouds.
Each step full of history,
Beginnings, ends, drunk lovers,
Keep hold.

Every morning all is born anew,
The streets are alive for you.

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Roses

Roses are red, like the inside of your eyelids.
Fragments of dreams and memories swimming behind them.
Seeds planted with high hopes, Start to wither in winter.
Then are re-imagined in the spring.
Red, like the first drop of passion spilt. Like struggle, madness, – all but sadness.
Sadness only arrives in hues of the deepest blue, gives birth to perils in your head.
What a simple gift, that roses are red.