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Wonderings of a Wanderer

Wonder

In the church, in the church, I wonder Is it the confinement of which you are to be found? Dost thou live there? If thou liveth at all? For love, for justice, for help....

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You Can Only Hope

Hope vs Despair

You can only hope, that certain voices hear you, when you awake in the night, soundless, dejected and alone. Your heart must have awakened you, it chokes beneath the burden of despair. “You have...

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Reflections Of A Woman 7 Years More

Reflections of a woman 7 years more

(In her room,by the mirror) Look on me now, fair woman, thy second person, My cheeks look more healthier, Mine eyes more bright, and I can swear my pupils doth dilate with the thought...

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Long Live This Heart

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Long Live Mine Own Heart

Long live this heart, as yet unstained by the pride of age Long live this heart, given whole to few a women and partially returned Long live this heart, formed of shapes and forms...

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I Am Not A Sinner

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  I am not a sinner, I am just a student ploughing books to secure a future for myself. I am not a sinner, Just a man troubled by tainted love, marketed sex and...

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Dear Cupid, Have you?

Cupid reading a letter

Dear Cupid, Have you known love? Have you any betrayed love? Or have you any unreturned love? Where fate, fortune, or circumstance forbids love with another. Do you harbour good memories? Or do you...

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Dear Self

Just be hopeful

Dear self, Accursed thy past, accursed thy present And all the while t’is a cry Since the day of thy birth, to the day thou shalt shall die   Oh! in the shadows of...

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Was It For This?

Belonging
Belonging

Friend, dear and kind, Out of the vast pockets of the mind, I draw out a struggled past, And ask a question thus, For what did i burden my tired heart thus? Was it...

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The Heart Is One And Yet Is Many

The heart has a side bright as the suns eye, yet another side it has, dark and full of terrors.
The heart has a side bright as the suns eye, yet another side it has, dark and full of terrors.

This is written in accordance to what we all know, dear reader. That the heart is a concocted mixture of things either agreeing or disagreeing with each other. Whatever depths and widths of material...

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Off The Pastor, Off his God

Dear Friend, God has utterances and so does man. But where do we know who does what, who tolerates what? If we find the god curious, we must also find the pastor curious. If...

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