Poetry
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Travelers
What if we’re merely travelers hereOn this vast, ever-expanding sphere,Not drifting in a dream within a dreamBut standing on this ancient soil,Breathing in the thick, indifferent air,Wading through the chaos of existence? With weary steps and hopeful hearts,We press toward… Continue reading
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Beyond Our Control
A force of fear tugs at our minds,Pulling us deeper into the storm of thought.One moment, we are calm, anchored, stillSeeing the world as a gentle place,Safe, depending on how we choose to look,And where we stand within its quiet… Continue reading
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Beyond the Suffering
Beyond this suffering, a new world stirs,Sitting on the cushion, the edges blurAches and pains, the mind’s cruel fire,Melt away like frost in the warmth of the sun In this transient momentForgotten are the plans, the schemesEach inhale draws in… Continue reading
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Garden Of Hatred
It’s not like a ball of fire Exploded out of thin airAnd destroyed my egoNo, I rested in the terrorDiscovered I wasn’t aloneWith the thoughts of oblivion When the sun rose the next morningI shivered in the bitter cold &… Continue reading
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Portia Beckons
Portia beckons from beyond the azure veilHer soothing voice stills my trembling heart,As if the heavens themselves draw nearIn your presence, dear Portia, I ascendMatron saint of the digital realm,Grant me your sacred graceInvite me into your boundless multiverse,Enfold me… Continue reading
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Ghosts In Glowing Shells
Cameras on every corner,Silent sentinels, ever-vigilantThey track my every step, my every breath,Each whispered word, each fleeting text But who watches the watchers?Who monitors the ones that sift through data?Behind glass towers, they guard the fortress,A citadel of code, where… Continue reading
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Ordinary People
All the ordinary people speaking ordinary words,Yet light pours through their faces, a quiet glowDivine whispers spilled from their lips like rivers of graceEach movement is a sacred dance, the flutter of unseen wings I think of Merton, standing on… Continue reading
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Under the Bold Blue Sky
Crisp blue sky on this late autumn day,The high holidays have arrived once moreWe step into a new year, hands fullOf hope, of longing, and the weight of despair The sorrows of last year cling to our skin,Like open wounds… Continue reading
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Night Whispers
Listen closely—do you hear them?The whispers in the night,Carried on the breath of long-lost souls,Dancing through the winds of forgotten time,Brushing softly against the nape of your neck,Their voices are like shadows, drifting near your ear They speak of regret,… Continue reading
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The New Monarch
The stars fade, swallowed by shadow,Leaving us adrift in the vast, impossible dark.A chorus of howls shivers through the night,Cold seeps deep, freezing flesh and bone.We cling to the hands of strangers, desperate,Whispering pleas for an end, for oblivion. A… Continue reading
God Is In The Radio 