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Maimed Heart

Life is an art, cram it with Bright colours of exhilaration and positivity.

Do we hearken to our hearts? Do we assimilate our inner instincts? No. We are galloping in a race where we get anxiety because of our ineptitude to fit the so-called success pattern. We follow what everybody is doing to reach perfection. But, life is not...

The night continues to falland I become one with the shadows. Struggling to stay afloat,I am stranded in this unrelenting flowwaiting for an ebb that never comes.This tide is not turning. A darkness has awakened in me. You can cut its roots at the surface...

Anonymous

Voice of Insanity

Just a poem that came to me while walking, not reflecting on my real life.

You believe me if I told you a story, Of a girl who was so lonely, She would break her own heart To keep from falling in love.You might think this strange, Maybe she is deranged, Purposely keeping everyone away, Even those she trusts.It seems so clear som...

I am the stranger in my house This wretched run-down shack This hovel with pests and peeling paint and dirt floors from front to backShards of glass from long broken windows Litter the furniture and floors But I never bother to sweep them up Cause it’s no...

Anonymous

How perfect it can be

and yet another dream of mine, hope it comes true.

His eyes a soft blue, elegant and bright, hair darker than black and slightly curled just right. He has an aftershave, maybe he will grow it out. He is waiting for me, a preferred form than all the art. I step up to him, my face flushed. I wouldn't think...

V-Sign to the Sunshine, Stripy Socks and Gingas

How does a gloomy grump see joy where there is no joy?

This musing only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Sometimes I feel that the world is a graceless place. Well, alright, I always feel that. For me, every day is a task that I cannot look forward to. But there...

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Hopeless Flight

Hopelessly pursued by the unstoppable.

I’m running, fleeing in fear. It hunts, it stalks, and it’s relentless. Not machine, beast or man. Alone I face it. I can’t hide. No armor or fortress is protection. No bullet or blade can harm it. It will not die. I’m its victim, its prey. It comes in da...