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When today seems like hell, bear in mind that tomorrow will be heaven. Don’t lose hope and faith - They are the tools needed for our survival. When darkness seems to engulf you, spit back the brightness within you. A poet is an artist who paints a picture in your mind. All an agonized soul needs is some time to regain the lost strength. A Paradox is like a bride – blissful enough to enter the future yet petrified enough to run away from it. Failure is what you didn’t make of and success is what you make of. A battle of one’s soul can be won only with exculpation and not with retribution. Life is a reality lived in fantasy. Poetry is a chimera of one’s nostalgia.

Monday, January 3, 2011

My Beast


Standing on the edge

 A broken heart in my hands

Screaming into the storm

Among the dark clouds

 My wounds blending in

 Wondering why my pain

Feeds to your strength

Weakening me

Nourishing you

 Eating me away 
Yet
You will always be my wild beast


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