Some late night writings , trying to explore macabre form of poetry ..
~Original poetry by me : Jay
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#poetry #poem #originalpoem #love
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"We see as we are," sculpted by our thoughts. By the echoes of our past.
We create, infinite and undefined. No boundaries to confine, no limits to bind,
With threads of desire, in the heart's own fire. Hues of emotion, both gentle and dire.
"We see as we are," in the mirror of perception, Self, soul, is but a mere reflection.
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So I'll continue to float and fly,
Embracing pieces that bid goodbye.
For in their absence, a truth is seen,
Wholeness lies within, not what has been.
~Jay.
An Original short poem on self-discovery and self-worth. Embrace the beautiful chaos of our own becoming, finding solace in the recognition that the self is, indeed, the most profound truth of all
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“When I say, I love you, it’s not because I want you or because I can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are.”
— Joss Whedon
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𝓈𝒾𝓉 𝒷𝓎 𝓂𝓎 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝓂ℯ 𝒶 𝓅ℴℯ𝓂.
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November fades,
with its somber tales.
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