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Original Poetry

Inhale,
consume me,
then release me
into literature.

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Original Poetry

Poetry:

The words we’re desperate to hear.
The words we never will.

‘In Love’

Original Poetry

In love, we find life.
In love, we find death.
In love, I found you.
In love, I found me.

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Poetry

Maybe the wolf is in love with the moon, and each month it cries
for a love it will never reach.

Survival

Original Poetry, Original Writing

No analgesic can lessen the ache
No opiate can numb the pain.

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Original Poetry

You’re my unfinished novel
Guaranteed no sequel.

Note to Self

Poetry

When the layers subside
and the fortune is empty,
the pigment of our days
will echo pure
and I will be nowhere
if not with you.

– K.J

Lost

Original Poetry

I owe myself
the love I lost,
the time I lost,
the tears I lost.

I owe myself
the self I lost.
The self I lost
because I gave it
to you.

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Poetry

We shall meet when the setting sun
and rising moon appear together in the sky.
The sky will change colour,
and all will be bathed in an orange glow.
Winds of desire will blow
And thundering clouds will fill the skies.
Dry leaves will murmur
and untimely rains will wash the earth.
All that will remain will be
the fire of love in our hearts.
On that day
we will become one
for eternity.