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Charred.

Of what good is life when pain is all it brings?
Do you move out when agony knows your address?
When the heart beats in defiance,
And your feet steps with uncertainty,
Will the embers spark a fire?
That life might find a new vigor?
or
Will you bask in the pain of your realities
and hit nails on your casket as worry chars your faith?

Finding Myself

Open the curtains let the light in
Illuminate the dark corners
Let me find myself
Night stripped me of my identity
My soul hovers
The closets have constricted

There’s a pain in my eyes
Objects swirl before me
Threatening to plunge
Deep, deep, deeper
Into the void within

Emptiness is filled
With suicidal catalysts

The leveler

I want to write
But the strange thing about words is
They slip through the mesh of your mind
flooding your judgment
With imperfections
Poor diction here,
You should have used imagery there,
This poem is too basic!
You killed your success
Before it could escape the jaws of perfection
For fear of rejection
You detoured from your destination
And sought opinions and corrections
Before fusion
Of words with purpose
now you’ve stagnated
Your own growth
But like a traveler in the midst of a desert
Craves a drop of water
We all crave a drop of inspiration
When pages lay blank
When poems remain letters
Without purpose nor destination
Then you remember we’ve all had these words
The perfect artist has them
The sorry poet has them
The same
Levelers
Of creation
And then the wind blew
We all loved the cool breeze
But someone made a windmill
And now he mills profits
And the sun came up
Shone on and on
The palace and the tenement
To the rich and the poor
Second chance for all
To solve the puzzles of yesterday
Don’t wait
To apportion blame
It’s a leveler
It shone
Brightened our paths
A fresh chance
To kick the dark spots
Off your path

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Battlefield

Darkness is all I see
A fight from within
A person torn in two
Demand of flesh
Vs
Religious allegiance
God
Vs
Satan
But,
Must I be the bait?
A conduit for deities
To fulfill their purposes
And manifest their divine power?
Why do I come back here?
Why do I break my promises?
Indulgence?
With hefty prices to pay
Self-loathe,
Floored confidence,
Loneliness,
What more shall I pay?
I wait for that day
When this war will be over
I’m tired of fighting a war
Where victor and villain
Is just but one person
I wait for that day,
When this war will be over
Am I no more than a battlefield?
Why do corpses rot in my belly?
Why is my face charred?
With burnt stumps of guilt
will this war ever be over?

Mocking Walls

me-n-recho

The silent nights await the jangle of chains released
My mind is in a clobbered state
Nothing is ever right where it should be
Nothing of echoes of the past
Nor of whiffs of tomorrow
The prison I build myself has become home
My feet drag me back whenever I try to leave
And I have beaten myself for so long
Every beating now feels like a compliment

I see empty king size beds with jagged edges
Sheets moistened with traces of coldness
The warmth waning steadily like blood on leaching tongues
Partners revising the terms of their union
‘I love you’ now smoked and preserved
Awaits tears at the graveside

Memories still trickle in
Like incessant drips from a faulty tap
Robbing me of my peace of mind
Blames and self loathe diluting my vitality
She says she loved me
I left her stranded at the crossroads
With not a trail to follow
He says friendship changed meaning
Brotherhood got shattered
After series of unmet expectations
Neither brother nor the hood
Showed the same face twice

A sister says he needs her brother back
A mother weeps for a son lost
This path I now tread got thorns in it
But no one heard me cry in the night
I’m at war
But still frightened to free
The prisoner I made myself be