I felt cold
when he replaced my love,
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired.
Tearful eyes
searched the dark horizon,
hoping to discover my mistake.
Broken dreams
scattered over dry sands,
but my aggrieved heart he had ensnared.
Tearful Eyes
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When No One Saw and No One Heard
Buried beneath silence, a boy’s cries fade into the earth: unheard, unseen and unhealed.
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Sparkling Emerald Eyes
A tender sonnet of longing, intimacy, and deep loss. Through sensual recollections of winter nights and moonlit passion, one man mourns the love he can never hold again.
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When Roots Rot
Grown in filth without the warmth of nurture, this sorrowful bloom tells of roots strangled by deceit and veins longing for colour. A wilted soul sways in storms, aching for the tender promise of a rainbow.
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The Cold Chain
A glimmer in the dark — his eyes searching for solace where none exists, finding only the cold chain of his own despair.
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Veins of Corruption
Beneath polished speeches and pious robes, corruption festers—its breath thick with greed, its fingers stained by lies, its prayers dripping with perversion.
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Fierce Hunt
In this 3-6-9 micro-poem, a tiger becomes the metaphor for a wild, forbidden love that both captures and awakens. A brief moment of rebirth burns within the embrace of danger.
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