Life is chaos in total harmony
Success- it’s, well, completely arbitrary
Confidence is… everything and all
And that is how this queen trumps them all
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quietly I knocked-
knocked out of my shell
is this heaven or hell?
「hello?」
I refuse to stop-
stopped to realize
it’s my lost paradise
「it’s cold here…」
space flooded black-
blacked out on the floor
I’ve been here before
「let me out!」
and suddenly I’m not-
not the same anymore
I am not even sure
「what… happened?」
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with embers of rue
ignite the mundane spirit
remind them of hell
remind them what it looks like
guised as a gentle being
「 L e t ⠀ t h e ⠀ ⠀ f l a m e s ⠀⠀ b e g i n 」
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As red as it’s yellow
As orange as it’s blue
I see all shades of grey
Morph into hues
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Night skies slumber in mourning rains
As all stars blunder in cosmic chains
Chanting curses in somber melodies
Dancing – tiptoed – in dismal symphonies
Blades of lightning pierce laden lands
As thunder reaches where nothing can
Wrecking havoc where there is spite
Behold a rhapsody of colors tonight
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From cityscapes to grassy lands
I watch the sceneries fade
From concrete jungle to a moonlit ocean
Ah, what a lovely parade
Oh how my restless soul delight
In streams of deep nostalgia
Enchanted by this dazzling sight
-My very own Nirvana
Ah, nothing’s more uplifting than
To journey out alone
And visit all of wonderland
Enjoying a ride home
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Cannot be unspoken
Cannot be unheard
Cannot mend a soul that’s broken
by a handful of sullen words
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↢❦↣
Darkness casting shadows
Silence breeding noise
In an abbey plagued by hollows
Death was a holy choice…
↢❦↣
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At night, this is a heavier place;
womb to haloed demons of the shade.
At night, all doves turn to crows;
entombed in this midnight jungle of shadows…
Ah, what sinister.
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What happens when poets
run out of rhymes;
When music goes silent,
When calm goes wild…
What happens when romance
runs out of love;
When cupid grows tired,
When nothing’s enough…
What happens when life
runs out of itself;
When all trees wither,
When heaven turns hell…
What happens when skies
run out of stardust;
When dreamers grow weary,
When hope turns rust…
ah, yes-
I wonder…
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Sparkles and Poetry 