BusyInWonder: 2021 Proverb #1

Poetry

The more I sit and ponder,

The less my thought wander,

The simpler my wonder,

As I’m humbled by age.

We all have hopes,

Delusions of grandeur,

To mask our simplicity

And act as an anchor;

To illusions drawn

In the prison of individuality,

Yet we all become aware,

Even if gradually.

That our pain is ordinary,

A promise from life

And no one soul is special,

Not even mine

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A Stolen Song

Poetry
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Here’s a tale of a few,

A trodden path,

A told tale

Of broken bonds,

A folk tale,

A stolen song.

You shaped his soul,

He took your breath,

You lost your time

And he lost his head.

One went that day

Yet both hearts wept.

Your spirits left.

His soul is dead.

If Dreams Were Forever

Poetry
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𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝑜𝓌𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐵𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒𝓃-𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹

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The path of a social deviant,

limitless qualms and little agreement,

It’s hard to be stable

if you’ve never stopped grieving.

I never were whole,

Not since you stopped breathing –

It’s sleepless nights

And lonely evenings,

It’s troubled thoughts,

It’s countless demons,

It’s constant rain

Forecast this season.

Counter Capital: My Literary Tradtion – Asya Valentine (1st Edition)

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𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓬𝔂

Poetry
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Mercy, it’s in our prayers

and it’s our biggest cancer,

societies poison, humanities pill,

it’s mercy, the sweet nectar of power

at mercies behest some plunder and steal.

Mercy, it both separates

and connects us to the animal kingdom.

The power of mercy

bestowed upon lords,

the bedrock of hierarchy

and so much more.

Mercy, the noose around the neck

of the 21st century serf,

the promise of subjugation

at birth,

the promise of death by a thousand cuts,

mercy, so misunderstood in a merciless world.

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓂 (Inspired By Prince 2)

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Take my hand,

you are still my light

in the dark.

You just are,

my very own sun,

such a beautiful star.

Where you are,

is the place

that I seek from afar.

This times ours,

forever we stand

heart to heart.

Forever In Wonder

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What is constant in a world of moments,production is in abundance yet so many are still hopeless?So what is always in a world of ‘never’in a world of sometimes,what’s forever?Dreamt a thousand dreams.Hoped forevermore,for brighter days for the pooror just a chance at it,a shot at a future, a slice of hope,because while at times it shines here,the rains been constantand the joy has always been brief,yet the pains so constant.

𝒜𝓈𝓎𝒶 𝒱𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒, 𝐵𝓊𝓈𝓎 𝐼𝓃 𝒲❁𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇

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Price of Pain

Poetry

Howling at The Moon

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