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Letter Beneath A Moon

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Lurking beneath the silver moon’s glow,

A whispering wind begins to blow.

It sings through trees with ghostly grace,

And paints the dark with nature’s face.

Leaves take flight in swirling dance,

Each caught up in a fleeting trance.

Night unfolds its velvet sheet—

A quiet world, both still and sweet....

Runaway

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Abandoned Like the soul in a cold damp eerie wooden floor

The sharp lights and shadow of a factory of silk and machines cigs and wheys

Scurrying of rats

Some thing crawled prickly on my arm

Eye dilate...

Poetry

Horror

Tea Darth

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Owl

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Perched on the moon light

Large eyes prowl the dim light

Head rotates 270 scanning the horizon

Flutter

Sound wing

Whoosh of wind

Bright lights of moon light...

Sharp Stick

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It hits you when you least expect it.

It teaches you a lesson never forget....

Three Shadows, One Flame”

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In twilight’s hush where silence grew,

Three hearts beat—one split in two.

She held his gaze like summer rain,

While he stood still, drawn to her name.

The third, a ghost in candlelight,

Watched their closeness every night.

Noticed glances, hands that strayed,

Words unsaid, yet love betrayed.

He loved her fierce, she loved the other,

A woven thread they tried to smother.

The other’s heart—a cage...

Poetry

Capsule

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The capsule floated in the ocean eerily In the fog

An empty shell....

Of My Chest

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The Hero Speaks

You see the sword, the fearless face—

The tales of glory, grit, and grace.

But never asked what lies beneath,

The weight I wear, the grief I sheath.

I fought for you, I bled and burned,

While dreams to ash and silence turned.

The cheers rang loud—but not the cost,

The lives I led, the ones I lost.

So hear me now, just once, at last:

I am not just my battles passed.

I carried hope...

Poetry

Sculpting Poem

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The Sculptor and His Clay

Beneath his hands, the silence stirred,

No chisel yet, no shaping word.

Just clay—unformed, both mute and still,

Awaiting fire, awaiting will.

He pressed with care, he carved with pain,

Each stroke a loss, each line a gain.

A face emerged, then heart, then soul—

The broken lump became a whole.

But even stone can feel the strain,

Of every dream, of every chain.

For in th...

Poetry

Burden Of Memory

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A whisper clings to every year,

A shadowed smile, a fallen tear.

What once was bright now fades to gray—

Yet still it haunts, won’t drift away.

I carry echoes, sharp and deep,

In waking thoughts and troubled sleep.

The past won’t rest, it speaks in me—

A weightless weight, I cannot flee....

Poetry