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Category: Poetry
(In)justice for all…
"In the beginning, god..." I don't care if you believe or not. I don't... care. Let's just pretend we do... care. For now. So high above or below, From the magnificence of his solitude, He creates all angels. All good, all wise, All, but one and only one, Wants be himself the one and only … Continue reading (In)justice for all…
One day…
One day, When far away Shall draw so near As to resemble oneness, When all the fallen leaves Shall turn as pages Of another realm, When time alone Shall stand as stone cold witness Of another age, Remembrance shall return To those same ashes, From where the last great god Was born... He shall return, … Continue reading One day…
Moonlikes…
It's never been easy to be; and it's never been easy to draw a being's character portrait of self, as life is a hidden statement of facts, barely awaiting any curiosity zealots to walk into it's tender creases. The Moon has been a source of inspiration for many adventurers hoping to catch a glimpse of … Continue reading Moonlikes…
Life…
"Life is nothing more but foams tossed randomly at the horizons of time and oblivion. The colours trapped within are wept words of their untold stories..." Romulus Campan
Ode to my family…
Photo by Romulus Campan ©
Borders to infinity…
Like borders to infinity, you and I... There to nowhere, edges to slabs of nothing, refrained by distance only, alone t' each other, with roots to feed ourselves from one another. The little world we nurture's dead once leaves and flowers now fertile bed to sorrow watered seeds... Planted by winds, nothing to follow, awaiting … Continue reading Borders to infinity…
Gene(me)sis…
In the beginning, men watched the horizons, and ploughed the earth. And the earth was without form, and scattered with rocks; and darkness was upon their face, and in their hearts, deep... And the spirits of men moved upon the heart of the matter, and men said, âLet there be godsâ, and there were gods... … Continue reading Gene(me)sis…
Alien stork…
Alien stork, refused by nesting chimneys, alone and hatched of non-existing eggs; arrived too early, leaving yet so gently, like the warm memory of a bed⊠And on, and on, so coloured yet so glassy, unseen, yet beaten and unstrained, no clouds, just water-bending sorrows, like a forgotten empty rain⊠No crimson banner, purple stairs, … Continue reading Alien stork…
imago…
stabbed was I by anyone who came into my own... invited them I and felt ashamed at being naked, trapped between my why... and theirs... shalom's all gone unlost, unfound, and bound to understand. reflected image Narcissus, of frozen sand and leaves, an echo cleaves to your distorted image... water has never been a good … Continue reading imago…
The Theoretical Philosophy of Existential Poetry 
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