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  • MusingsPhoto of Tell Your Truth

    Tell Your Truth

    so now, you want to write? and you want my advice I have but only one … tell the truth. tell your truth tell it so boldly, the angels will…

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  • MusingsPhoto of You Can Now Be Ugly

    You Can Now Be Ugly

    So now, you’re finally alone they’ve all gone home you can now drop the act you can now be yourself Start with resting your cheeks from the burden of fake…

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  • PoetryPhoto of The Saddest Lines

    The Saddest Lines

    Tonight I can write the saddest lines like the sun had fallen into the ocean like doomsday had been set in motion and sadness had overwhelmed my emotion Tonight I…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Her Yellow Face

    Her Yellow Face

    I could remember when I first saw it I stared longer than I should and when I saw her face again I stared even longer Her face looked hungry and…

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  • MusingsPhoto of The Truth About Everything

    The Truth About Everything

    The wages of hard work is lost youth They lied about everything There is nothing like a fat bone The patient dog will die of hunger The reward for honesty…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Drunk and Sober

    Drunk and Sober

    The man drives home Through busy roads and empty streets He was drunk and happy Yet he’s still in control The day was a good one He had sex, and…

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  • PoetryPhoto of Anti-social

    Anti-social

    Broken windows; broken heart Dark rooms; dark humor Blood-stained walls; blood-stained thoughts I am a house; a haunted house Ghosts lurk around my corridors The dim lights are always twitching…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Writer’s Curse

    Writer’s Curse

    Just like a camera man I am the hand behind the pen Writing of your triumphs and your downfalls But who will write about me Who will watch the watcher…

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  • MusingsPhoto of The Poet

    The Poet

    In the dead of the night In the darkness that lights up the skies In the silence of the lambs That’s when I see him In the eye of the…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Her Name is Sin

    Her Name is Sin

    Like fine wine poured in a slender glass She stood, beckoning To souls upon souls And they came, all of them Diving into the abyss that is her Lost and…

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  • MusingsPhoto of The Bad Days

    The Bad Days

    Some days are not just your day Sometimes it’s just your turn to be “IT” To be the unlucky one You shouldn’t feel bad about it You’re just one in…

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  • MusingsPhoto of The Traveller

    The Traveller

    On the road, in transit I’m seeing life as it is Happy, yet so sad Suffering, with a hint of smiling Traffic jams; road hawkers Both the cheap and expensive…

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  • Love PoemsPhoto of The Forbidden Fruit

    The Forbidden Fruit

    Out of the rib that created you Slender and curved as I behold you I thank the creator of such creature For my eyes have eaten a feast of you…

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  • MusingsPhoto of The Fear Demon

    The Fear Demon

    There’s an entity in me A demon that feeds on my fears And my fears are fuels to my life source So they’re eternally available This demon has a familiar…

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  • MusingsPhoto of The Weird Ones

    The Weird Ones

    You can barely see them For wherever the crowd is They are not These odd ones They see the world in such ways Abominable and unthinkable ways That’s why they’re…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Music and Me

    Music and Me

    We’re in love And it’s not one-sided It was, at the beginning She loved me more What she does to me is indescribable But I’ll try She makes me float…

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  • MusingsPhoto of The Mighty Pen

    The Mighty Pen

    The might in writing Will always be underrated Its effect is always invisible, but effective Like an idea, a thought, a soul The holy books of Earth’s Religions Were made…

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  • Love PoemsPhoto of Simultaneous Equation

    Simultaneous Equation

    Hearts are variableswanting to be numbers.And each heart is capableof being an even or odd number. She is the ‘x‘ in my equation:my perfect motivation;until I substituted other ladies by…

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  • MusingsPhoto of The Younger Man

    The Younger Man

    He is welcomeBut not as welcome as the older menHe can’t be excusedBut they canEvery legitimate reason is an excuseIt won’t be granted an audienceBack off! “Let me teach you…

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  • MusingsPhoto of A Man Has To Kill

    A Man Has To Kill

    A man should not be called a man If he hasn’t killed something Something in himself Something precious If he hasn’t cut off his joy For the ones he love…

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