Death… You have come into my orbit more than I would like, but I feel compelled to advise you of the not-so obvious. I don’t cry because you’ve won. I don’t cower in the shadow of your perceived power. On the contrary. I cry… I stand weary and burdened because of my selfishness. I sayContinue reading “My declaration to death”
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The soup of sorrow
“… to be beat back …”
The ultimate weapon
Weaponize that which becomes dull through misuse abuse misappropriation adulteration… Administrations stand to be impeached. As a mind unrefined is left victim to the hands of time.
Foundations – An epiphany
Our foundations are often shaken as testament and reminder that we have no control other than the adoration we tender to whom that “control” emits. I will not cry out in agony, instead I will cry out to the Almighty. Asking… In humility. Creator, Father, Mother, Divine Omnipotence, Lord. Not for an escape, but forContinue reading “Foundations – An epiphany”
Intoxicated
Inebriated, stumbling about. Infused with… The greatest intoxicant. Naiveté. Leaving you numb. Words ring hollow and fall flat. As tears impair my vision Incisions cut extracting a cost. Losses mount. Taken too soon, polarities flip leaving those who remain in the tomb.
In a Blue Moon
Looking up. Harkening back. Not unlike times past. Into the gaze of wisdom. Once in a Blue Moon omnipotence provides a glimpse of illumination.
The Hunter
Predator in pursuit of eloquence But words prove elusive… Harboring immunity to the siren song of the writer. Copyright © 2015 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved.
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