The mountains wrote a love song,
a ballad of adventure and longing.
My heart beats to its grand melody.
Those peaks are my canticle.
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Narcissism
Narcissism
Unending self-regard
of a beauty that evokes
one’s vainglory.
Unrelenting devotion of self.
Modesty has fled. Grandiosity enters.
This is narcissism.
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The Daisy & The Sun
I am just waiting for the sun.
Her wild, exotic heart calls to me.
Gently, I move near her golden rays.
She warms my delicate petals,
with a gentle touch.
The core of my existence is her.
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The Tulip’s Song
Ballad of Affliction and Vigor
The Ballad of Affliction and Vigor
The pain of tomorrow
will come, again
and again.
Can I run?
Can I escape?
Can I hide?
No,
he whispers gently in my ear.
My anthem beats within my chest.
I will rise with the dawn
to great his devilish grin.
His temptations will continue to taunt me.
The song , I choose to sing
will be my
glory.
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Dear Winter
A short break-up letter to Winter, from Spring.
Dear Winter,
You are thwarting my blooms
Your icy breath is stunting our delicacy
Please find yourself a new home
Sincerely,
Spring
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The Stage
Toxic thoughts
have been running the show
The captive soul found a narrow escape
Near the path of revisited hurts and sorrow
Just in time for the final curtain’s descend
Encore, Encore, Encore
they shout
She emerges on the stage
Of life
