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bracelet

a poet,

he pens

fervent reminders.

she reads

clicking ‘like’,

collecting each one.

an inner

monologue.

their conversation.

pure, so

truly fragile

our whispers of love.

his poems

on a bracelet

her reminder each day.

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Again feeling nothing…

Again feeling nothing

an emptiness prevails

the mind is numb

the heart is fragile

I ask questions from myself

but there seem to be no answers

Again feeling nothing

it is a large void

where I exist with myself

with nothing to feel.


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Will you…?

Need I pass away to find a new world ?

Because I decay, your voice is unheard,

And I’m lead astray by my easiness,

Instead I should pray for some forgiveness…

But my wounds linger as I don’t take care

Of my old body, though I am aware

Of my condition and of my weakness,

That’s my complexion and that’s my darkness.

I need a new life in this space and time,

Not a new excuse, not a waste of time !

Will you follow me on the alleyways

Of my twisted path on these fragile days ?

Antoine Burgos

 


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Where I Stand!

Where I stand

Oh! I forgot I can’t stand

I am defeated

I am injured

I am fragile

I can’t stand

Where I stand

I sit… I can not stand

I wait for the end to come

The life is too heavy

For me to attend

Hereby I sit

Hence I can’t stand

Where I stand

Unfortunately I am not standing

Because I can’ stand.

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