Tag: poetic
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Parallel Lines
i am half drunk and half in love as i look at you from across a bar window. you are out there in the street in your brand new jacket but every piece of you, it is desperately clinging on to last bit of life in your flesh. your parents skipped the good groceries to…
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Sepia
i have got a feeling this lately and i have been trying to figure out the color of it, not that feelings come in definitive colors but it’s not something blue that i feel. it’s like a palette of yellow, somewhat white and lilac purple, it is pale orange too; like the slanting rays of…
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the greatest meaning
i don’t want to know about the meaninglessness you feel, i don’t want to hear about the thousand chanting phrases you do for yourself or the blame you put on the past life, because here you are on this planet suffering and longing for something spiritually and an emotionally nostalgic world. there is no grand…
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love and idea
You fall in love with ideas more than you realize—the idea of something or someone; widely, truly, achingly beautiful to the arbitrary depths of one’s imagination. But then, the problem of falling in love with ideas is that you can’t touch it, you can’t hold it in the length of your arms and kiss it…
Prena Poetry 