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Some part of me Is inclined to believe That we all naturally harbor evil If this is a universally acknowledged fact Than all wise people Would halt their quest In the pursuit of goodness The iron fist vehemently clutches To its endless thirst for power While cunning foxes reap the seeds Of others efforts beforeContinue reading “What makes a bad person?”

These are just some stuff I have been wondering about recently. If you have any thoughts or feedback, let me know in the comments! As a child with a paperback stuck between my Little fingers My curiosity was held in high esteem I soaked up the tiniest pieces of information with my sponge-like mind WordsContinue reading “Unconscious Questions:”

There are adjectives designed and designated By mankind To describe the inner complexities of feeling the unidentifiable Memories are now scientificially quanitified In labs Scientists in coats become The BFG trapping luminescent dreams like strands of pearls in ornate jars But the web of emotions is sometimes inconceiveable Each memory is a shard in theContinue reading “What is Guilt?”

Forgiveness is an old Goddess Her skin is leathery and torn Her smile though knowingly sweet Kindles bitterness When she grows horns Her teeth turn into fangs And her mouth gushes with dragonly fire Her pardon so often abused Has become the tool of twisted liars And so she summons her children: Humility, Remorse, andContinue reading “Forgiveness”

My pen cries Its vapid tears beat against melting windows while they drum against the pane The same rhythm formed As the vowels of these words corrupt The suceptibility of White paper Purged of ink And swimming in the carelessness of Unconsciousness Does life mean to care? Or does it run us careworn? Do inanimateContinue reading “Will Monotony Ever be Murdered?”

How long have you spent hiding behind closed doors? Just waiting… For the day you could fnally be yourself How many days has it been since you’ve shed The flowered scales that disguise your honesty The ones that help you grow lies on the roof of your mouth Just so your audience would coo inContinue reading “A Love Poem to Yourself”

I am enslaved by the standards of society Beauty and perfection oppress me Dangling like ropes before my eyes They are nooses that will be strung If I disobey I am bound and gagged Watching the handsome millionaires Prominent politicians Stunning models Climb what we call the ladder of “Success” And carve their names intoContinue reading “Defying Tradition”

Why is the lens of society Programmed to the tune of a vinyl record The same songs strangle the apathetic ear Which neglects the drag and scrape of the needle The turntables spin but never truly change The mosaic of music muddling our minds Meddling with the malignant metal Which imprisons us within its confines

Sometimes I imagine I’m Cinderella Wishing upon a star But if the world explodes into smithereens Would the universe still be ours? Am I waif slaving away for Cruel dogs? a poor maiden cast in the slums? Is this the story of a heroine’s upheavals In the eyes of a superficial sun? Is ‘Happily EverContinue reading “The End.”

Are you truly a winner? or a loser who’s yet to have lost A millionaire swimming in pools of gold Without understanding the simple cost Of the weft of the blank paper And the weave of the ravenous pen That lends to mankind what money Could never begin to lend It’s the warmth of aContinue reading “A Poem for the Loserless”