Poetic Stories
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I still remember How happy we were Dancing and singing As we painted the blue sky. I still remember How quickly time flew When I was in your arms As we painted the night sky.
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You came at me – unbidden Robbing me of any semblance Till I was a blathering fool Left alone to deal with the carcass.
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Twilight is nigh And I must go To the place that’s mine So I may be whole. All the parts of me That are scattered hither and thither Must come back again For a summons has come.
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She screamed She wept Till her throat was raw and eyes numb But it wasn’t enough. She tried again She cried again To find a way to express The anguish and rage.
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There’s a song inside of me waiting to burst free if I could make myself sit down and breathe maybe it would come to me.
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Be still my bleeding heart Be still my weeping soul For not all tears are evil though evil they may seem For they only measure the journey that was, that is and that will be.
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Once a year you come like clockwork Leaving me stranded, confused, anchor-less Feeling all feelings of loathing, hatred and anger Which further blocks the channel of creation. Once a year you come to remind me That writing is harder than I had made it out to be That it is better to give up now…
tales of Suchita 