Tag Archives: Rhymes

The answer is no

I’m looking for answers with authority to questions i’ll ask when i’m 40 those dark nights I lay awake to stake claims my tombstone will display but then I hear a shout, shriek, cry daft machination, bargain faustian, yet worth … Continue reading

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Knowing is half the lost battle

The construct is a farce, far from sparse Spars made scars healed with dust from the stars The loom threads needles of war with dissent and gloom Hoping the whiskey fumes would delay the char plume Tungsten glow envelops the … Continue reading

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Rose

It will come to you in a dream, they said The decieving, thorned rose adorned bed So I burnt my whole life sleeping The stab wounds in my back bleeding The dangling carrot in my tunnel of vision A parrot … Continue reading

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Cheap death

The noose is the third eye, the wake of destruction I watch it dangling, the rope braided by poor folk My hand can’t quite reach it, I laugh uneasily The problem with buying cheap death My brain holds these moments … Continue reading

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Life as a statistic

I’m alive! The proof is in the pudding Scratch that, built from scratch apple pie A vessel of goo, glutton and regrets Wisdom of an entire existence Even faeces house species Looking for meaning in all the wrong places Finding … Continue reading

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Dead;We

Walking through the waking life savouring every flavour ripe constitutes of black, white lies built upon the silent cries of those who sacrificed lives but remember the dismembered ties kin killing kin over the colour of skin thin skinned hair … Continue reading

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Open to interpretation

Pots and panhandlers, it’s still black and white Name calling and hand slights, on bait hard bite Inertia holds you back, new physics based excuses Empty ruses, preemptive strikes by brown recluses Hurl abuses at the father figure, curl up … Continue reading

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Everyone becomes a philosopher after 40

They say the pudding has good proof Universe invented before that is true A physicality, recluse, witches’ brew Win or lose, after the bruise, truce Lineage, generations, lost identity Intensity of the blow withstands city Knowledge begets philosophical propensity Decadence … Continue reading

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Nuclear winter

Anticipate apocalypse like moving to the gaudy calypsos The clips of the epochs long lost on the minds of schizos But it isn’t a lost cause if you anticipate the wrath Just make sure our paths and pathos don’t stream … Continue reading

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Delusion

A bit of background here. I wrote this poem almost exactly an year back( 13-11-09 to be exact). I just found it in my old copy from second semester. There are more of these that didnt make it on the … Continue reading

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