Reasoning

Drawing blood for enjoyment,
Left hollow and so detached,
And suspended and dormant,
My reasoning torn and scratched.

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Emotion

 

Deepest, darkest ocean,

Aboard this sinking ship,

Held by pure emotion,

As your hands loose their grip.

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Joyful Gains

 

Lips of potent pallor,

Release legions of pains,

Stung by passion’s valour,

During our joyful gains.

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Muse

 

I want to be your muse,

The final thought on page,

The being you infuse,

From your ink to your stage.

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Communing

 

Communing with dark musings,

And begging for your release,

At your call, at your choosing,

Wanton dreams never do cease.

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Yielding

 

Melodious sounds from obscurity,

And I yield;

So mesmerised by its deep purity.

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Departure

 

The heavy bag you now hold,

Out the door you are guided,

Walking out into the cold,

Our pulses are divided.

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Rituals

 

Sky’s foreboding bold canvas,

Emblazoned with magic stars,

We wove to rid the blackness,

With these rituals of ours.

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Train Songs

 

Seated in a battered train,

Missing each and every stop,

In this shelter from the rain,

Hear the music of each drop.

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