Forgiveness

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Forgiveness
isn’t easy
but when we both care
we can reunite

the battle
whatsoever
can be won
together

what if the battle – inside me
no none to blame
nor to survive

how to think of one – be it
an ally
a friend
someone you want to care of

it’s time to move on
and start over
though to have it done
when you cannot find strength
when you cannot forgive yourself

This is coming from the friend of mine who is quite shy and hesitant to write, or publish – would appreciate kind comments and critique in regards to this piece so I can encourage her to do so!

Salvation

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Whenever you notice –
this is way too late
it may be it has been out there
yet nothing has been left
be it courage –
be it something you can miss
as it can be –
it ain’t going to resist

either your way out help me
won’t there be another chance
the salvation in the making –
for the creature that is lost
million paths – million stars
each has path following now
for I am looking for –
is not yet made of

this may well come to be
once the time comes

Longing

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Emotionally – none present halls
passed through seeking echo
each whisper scrutinised deeply
for whatever form of life response
yet, those signs were ample
this has ceased to exist
he does not have a name
somewhere hidden – observing
as if there is some escape
awaits grace from the above
longing salvation

Endless

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The one who owes, or rather seeks redemption – crossing the limit, haunted. With explicit numbness that looks are aware, shaded eyes drawn to despair – yet another bites the dust.

Through closed-off window observing outside, while anxious heart refuses, confined – is this the future, is this still life? What is an answer to end this farce.

An endless, meaningless strife.

The deeds misjudged, to mend seem too late – of many reasons there are no paths ahead. Impulse to change blown right up my face. And what comes next, scares me.

The weight of remorse a heavy burden to bear, memories the plague – mind has failed. Seeking forgiveness, but can it be found? The road to redemption is a treacherous ground.

An endless, meaningless strife.

Stuck in a cycle of guilt and shame, not even hoping for the things to change. The past won’t let go, it holds on tight. How do I move forward, into the light?

An endless meaningless strife, a battle within. The scars of the past, a constant reminder of sin. Is there hope for a better tomorrow? Or is this a life filled, forever with sorrow?

Burning

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How many times have I pushed the self-destruct button?

In search of a fresh start I cast aside the pieces, watching as my world burns to ashes before my eyes. It’s a personal, final act, yet each time I try to rebuild, I always find myself back at square one.

And so I start again from scratch.

But with each attempt, it becomes more difficult to find the motivation to keep going, the sense of accomplishment that propels me forward. The wind no longer carries me, but instead I must fight against it, battling a losing war. It should have the opposite effect, fuelling my growth in a world that seems so fragile.

Maybe I’m trying to escape the expectations that come with life, or chasing the dream of becoming something unique, existing outside of the lines that define human life. But it all seems foolish now. The chains of daily life are tightening, slipping from the things I care about, forcing me to do things that bring me no joy.

I know that life won’t ever be easy, that success won’t come without effort. But as much as I enjoy sour foods, I feel like I’m becoming sour myself. With a hopeless, dim outlook, I can no longer see the path I need to take.

3AM

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3.00 am

Now that the thought of going to sleep
Seems mesmerising –
Soothing for some reason
I wish I could either go on
Or otherwise just be there hanging
For what is worth
My eyes would be there focused
Whatever lies beyond I cannot see

Let it be the last time

…

Beat

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I did see the colours
Perhaps, it did not matter
At that time – recollection
My heart would not skip the beat
Perplexed it felt instead
Slow to adjust –
Crippling sensation in hiding
For each that fell, longing
Everlasting fog-like burden
Distorts and cripples –
Sways towards long closed path
As if, neither of those little strands
Could ever pull a bit closer –
Light up and dispell
Agony, the choke-hold
Breathing the dust
My lungs – my life

Will it ever turn golden?

Indefinite

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Indefinite
Safe to say –
It had to come

With no answers at hand
Suffocated within –
Numbness of comfort sham

Thus the reality does not appeal
And won’t entice
For many reasons though

Just roll the dice

Reckless the dream
Wild fire burning
Ocean that shallows the whole
Unwavered storms blasting through

Carried across the globe

None of these ever fear
All the primal forces
The Kings among themselves

As such I – little human

Fragile to nature
Fearful of dark
Whenever hearing –

You can be this, and that

Doubt the money
Prestige – whatever that is
A plastic that slapps the face

I really laugh at times

No longer tears
To water the earth
No longer faithful
That anything has changed

Glueable

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It fails
Insures the process goes on
For whatever is built
With no certainty –
Bear without attachment
In content welcome the change
And ability to grow
Pieces of glass-bottle –
Perhaps not glueable
Though refurbished it can be
So for every mistake we do
Every direction mindlessly taken
We have all – I wish –
The second chance

The Obsession

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If I recall her –
Short-brunette with mischievous smile
Looks at me, once, twice; makes me feel odd
Though for some reason I don’t want it stop
Even with no words
Simply by look –
Just like a fisherman
Delude it, onwards – hook
Either the gold-fish
More of a shark
Before my eyeballs –
The glow – the spark
It has escaped
Depths of the sea
Holds on to secret
I want to see