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Torments of My Own

Forsake me my clumsy heart
I have known peace and joy
But held them as a baby held a toy
How foolish a mischief on my part

Daring darling endeavours
Gaming the survival tempest 
Stunts begrudge in me a shredded grandeur
I have found the misery I sought 

After war is peace
The folklore reminds me a call to action
The steps I braved shape me motionless
I fret on how beyond is history ahead of my time

Glory glory
I enjoy the distant story
But my present flow 
Praised me master of pain
Novice to tranquillity

Disintegration so delicate
Angonizing my ardor  with great artistry
Destruction going so far with distraction
No allow even the cunning faith of mine to burlglarize its masterpiece

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Mercurial

Increasing my laughter eyes full of tears invisibly 
Heart shouting help 
Limiting at my ears
Can't be spoken out loud

Faded destiny 
My quest fades in the deep of away
Embellishing my pain with smile
Held contempt of my anguish 
Slicing through the bitter fruit of life 

Once I smile with parts entirely 
Sing and dance to the rhythm of joy
Where jubilant will was my toy
Friends never gone 
And family never told of my imperfections 

The past held a placard of difference 
Rendered visibly to dilute glooms into my peaceful substance 
Accelerating on high engines to overtake my particle 
Am waving to show I still love
Right at the moment it turns the curve flowing onto the streets of long gone

Now tough storms marches with father's amour 
The chains of a ravaging relation 
Keep my turns at the wrath of a mental
Exclusive of my part I whimper with fainted anger 

Should I send my zest in a mail of scenes 
Curse I it will be seen
Father hearts no more

Acquaintance encounter counters me not
Home peppers the taste of my appetite
Questions of a violation to be born here 
Mighty has his reasons
Am convinced to question not

Penurious attributes grabbed me with its claw of misery 
Detecting not the force pulling me into the nest of impoverishment 
Losing every essence 
Now am a feature of patience 

As each breaks 
It breaks me more 
Leaving joy as a challenge 
And inner peace a struggle 

Riddled with self destruct and a Bleeding life
Amplified by illness and danger
A result of something not thought of 
But felt in the engine of my emotions 

Dumb and careless 
Shabby and ugly
Naive and shy 
Foolish and cruel
Those are my names now
Never attached to my handle 
Called by those as if the birth with me

Never thought life would be stingy with joy 
Never thought destitution would be employed 
Never thought levee would hold back my tears 
Thought never that jinx would steer my mind to care worn 

Alcoholic magnet now attracts mom's appetite made of metal 
She bleeds her integrity and spits her self esteem 
Not the garage of inspiring dignity I use to know 
Whipped and stung by the tragedies of life
She loose grip of her every strike back 
Tears as a river banks at her lashes 
Her sight behold blur 
No strength of heart to hold
They flow down the shivering cheeks of hers

Life pathetic and cold 
No shield among my collects
My body waved continuously in split seconds 
Quivering to the sunny snow activated 

Words only explain a gist of my agony
My heart detain my pain not to be shown at face
The past better days are greeted by antiquity 
Can't see them even in dreams 

Does pain contain lunacy
Does this means eternity 
Case that is a test of strength 
My blood absorb my veins in decrepitude
My strength is getting scarce on the market of life
Only patience I sit on to wonder the future 
Only time cares about me now

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Deafen In

My soul winks 
The place the order of time blinks
Seemingly battered dragging on my Peaceful limbs 
I crumble my heart subtle 
Subjected to plain ruins 
Smoothly rough guild of tiny mischief

O' spare me realisation
The lessons I've learned
That be that not a matter punishment
Click stick to my picture
The blur focus on my face
I pace the disgrace grace my gaze
O' spare me the realisation

Heck brilliant bright 
Away from light a near slight
The ray I carry
My soul winks 
Splatter or what 
The future gains no light

The shrilled tenor 
Silences in terror
This me or
A feature of my greedy error
I swallow the shredded grandeur
So lost my end is my endeavour 

Sunken I saw the sun came
You were all I've waited for
My darling bright yellow
Your brilliance i wish to burrow
Again am in the middle
But can't decide where to go
My fate is not in my hands

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Breaking Molds

Upon the stage of life, fair maidens dance,
Their bodies stage props , they feign romance,
With painted faces, and affected charms,
They play their roles, and bear society's harms.

Forced to conform, to the whims of men,
They wear the mask, and hide their true yen,
Society's rules, they must obey,
And true identities, they must betray.

But underneath the surface, lies a soul,
A flame that flickers, trying to take control,
A spirit that yearns, to break the chains,
And shatter the facade, that society maintains.

The world's expectations, they cannot abide,
Their passions and dreams, they must subside,
In darkness and shadows, they weep and mourn,
Their true selves, forever forlorn.

Oh, fair maidens, let not society's grasp,
Strangle your spirit, and make it gasp,
Rise up, be true, and break the mold,
Your identity, a treasure to behold.

No more pretense, no more disguise,
Unleash the flame, that within you lies,
Embrace your power, let it shine,
And the world shall see, your light divine.

For in the end, it matters not,
What society thinks, or what they taught,
But that you lived, as your truest self,
And in doing so, found true wealth