Liquid Emotions of a 20-Something - My Beat Poetry
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Erased

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It just has to be done…the image stitched into my retina…now has to melt away…disorder MPD..one will make love, one will suffocate…the other will shun and ignore…

 

A trauma that logic doesn’t comply…thy flew and let the world pass by…

 

No understanding of the razor blade that cuts deep than flesh…deeper than veins…bleeding from the inside…choking on the internal kokkino…

 

Delete all..everything…nothing.. ..all must be burnt…in the metaphor…

 

Positive and negative…alpha and omega…fix what is broken within....

 

The only way…

 

All…Erased

 

Image from "Erased",, National Art School, Australia

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Subliminal Bliss

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Subliminal Bliss...taken from something that just remains as passing thought...craving food that you cannot eat...seeing where you cannot see...a faint touch of the hand, or cross of vision..Words exchanged through glass...Satisfaction..The greatest passion...but wait! I am again imagining what may not be there... in all logical senses...this is just a perfect image in one’s mind, a mirage created by subliminal bliss...why am I putting myself through this?...you stand there...plaguing me...give me my closure...

Although, it will never be...I want to tell you, in form of a whisper...”I Love you”...without uttering a sound.

 

Image - "The Kiss" by Gustav Klimt 

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Gone

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Gone…a word meaning absent, disappeared, no longer present in ones eye. An angst feeling of emptiness grips thy heart and sends shivers to thy soul….There is nothing left, only darkness…the lead metal kisses the side of your face and the pupils sink into a thick black tar like wilderness….

 

Why are you gone? Confusion…not knowing where one stands, one this fella thought was crystal – may be shielding beauty with chaos, revealing a more murky colour….But do not fret, think or feel this…as your mind is playing tricks on you or is it?…wait and see, lie in the shadows waiting for evidence of deception…no more, no less….

 

Gone…Gone were the days before…here stands…yet again….a confused heart….if proved in the Y…the confused heart abandons hope

 

Let the heart mend itself…it does not want to abandon hope…Remain in bliss, it shall..until proven otherwise…

 

No more, no less….Gone!

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