I found a small piece Of happiness. It’s warm- Not too hot; It’s small- Not so big That I can’t cup it in my hands And crouch with it, Wondering how I can bottle Such an airy thing. It’s light- So light I only just feel Its crawl towards my heart; So transparent it’s…
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Better Days
Rain used to fall at my window, It was all I could see; All I could hear- The constant drip of cold, Dark skies. But now I’ve found my better days.
I am not Myself
I am not myself. I’ve never been so, My shadow and I just follow my feet Down empty roads beneath the rusty glow. In thought and solitude I’ll take my seat. But have no pity, for I am not lost; I can find parts of myself here and there. Like here in the lone company…
Lights
Left only in the company Of slithers of light along the wall, Drawing harsh, poetic lines Across my work. What happened to the day? At what point did the sun give in Laying waste to all I’ve written? What happened to my words? When did they too, abandon me Leaving me like a shadow in…
Devil’s Advocate
‘You think it’s real, then?’ She interrupted, not really listening to his train of thought. ‘Heaven?’ ‘I take it you don’t.’ ‘I want to… ‘ she mumbled. ‘What’s stopping you?’ ‘The devil told me not to.’ She looked down, ruby wet stains leaking across her sleeves, glinting in the moonlight, droplets pattering onto sacred ground like…
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