Tag: Reflection
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“BOXER .. .” by edenbray.
Boxer, can you see through bloodied vision? this conflict born from all of Adam’s sons subterfuge meets necessity in life’s arena
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“A View By The Sea .. .” by edenbray.
The dead die young Ernest Albert Bett your concrete grave is a trough with no pigs yet in it just convolvulus and ivy
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“Jetty Song” by Tom Alexander.
Her fingers tracing mine Lily danced me out of the garden those green eyes brimming lively with purest abandon
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death’s bouquet.
in womb, the fingers of tree an ancestress trunk in sects of strife, as born and lived through roots like fossil teeth, pressing to death’s bouquet in November’s winds
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“Is it only me?” by Coco.
Every other night, I look at your picture, And reach for my phone to dial your number. But if I really called, would it be a bother? Is it only me, or do you also still suffer?
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“When I Die” by Nick Pipitone.
When I die, I want to see Jesus’ face wash his feet, though he’d wash mine because he did it for the apostles
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“Pink Moon Rising” by Kimberly Ray.
Looking up, the pink moon rises over the North Sea and it hits me- this spot, this arresting moment is what I’ve been waiting for. Longing with anticipation eats away at such glorious living moments.
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“Poisonous” by Navin.
A single kiss from the sensual & poisonous lips of yours Makes me bleed red diamonds, while I bloom into the scene so blue
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“Rainbows Last Forever” by Kshitij.
like a light, little leaf fallen on the dust to kiss it life, or like a gust of wind meant to blow it away from me
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“My Symphony of Angelical Pain” by Benyin.
Then, was enslaved in your sheath in a bosom of appearing angelic roars; hosting daringly with perfectly groomed verses, of your patterns of inflictions Unfold me; mold me!
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“Only Moments” by Tom Alexander.
Remembering dim rooms hushed conversation whispering those compliments almost embarrassed trying to communicate the reverence the pure weight of all this feeling wading so deep in love
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“Silence” by FromtheHeart.
When the quiet hits the room Like a silent bomb, it arrives And in the silence- a lonely feel It comes in a pretty disguise.
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“Fear, Light, and Liberation” by PatBunny.
This is the power of self-esteem, which is stronger than the outside confidence you radiate. (Because confidence comes from other’s judgments about you, and self-esteem comes from your own judgement of yourself.) Your fear evolves around your own judgement of yourself, not others, as many mistakenly think.
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“The One Who Got Away” by PatBunny.
He’s the one who got away. Had everything and ran away, To his paradise far away.
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“Prologue: Hope” By The Next Chapter.
As the Golden Ray departs, Now this journey begins: The Next Chapter is here, And from here shall tell.
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“Undefined” By Brand.
Phantoms drift midst deep dusk light timeless and summer, but never settle. Gray, shadowed and peaceful faint impressions rust like old sun faded paintings on the brick of an antique building.
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“Water Under the Bridge” By The Golden Ray.
I reflect as I view the past: Forever have I held my tongue, O’er fear I shall attack you, Rather than confront the past.
Pseudopsychosis. 