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  • polemicverses 7h

    Forbearance

    Our Gods are flawed
    And tell us tales
    Of straight roads
    That never failed
    But turn around
    and you will see
    the road behind them
    Not so easy
    For trodden among
    Million footprints
    Are bloodied hopes ,dreams
    Broken ideals ,other such things
    That you must renounce
    That you will forego
    To become a God
    That no pain does know…
    ©polemicverses

  • polemicverses 5w

    All round me are words
    Strewn across the threshold of my heart
    Knocking on the beams of its windows
    Yet they seem to be so far away
    ' cause if I could reach them
    I would build with them
    a bridge to your heart.....
    ©polemicverses

  • polemicverses 15w

    I love how little drops of rain
    Tear the thick veneer of dust
    Off the face of the parched earth
    And quench its avid thirst

    I love how the gratitude of the earth
    Turns to sweet fragrance
    Wafting through the air
    And reaching back to the clouds

    I love how nature loves
    Silently
    Selflessly
    ©polemicverses

  • polemicverses 15w

    Loves seeps through the ground
    In my broken wilderness
    suddenly its spring again
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  • polemicverses 15w

    Wanton thoughts graze my mind
    as I pause to contemplate
    Are you wandering through my soul
    Or have my drunk eyes devoured your visage
    To lead you straight into my heart
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  • polemicverses 18w

    A lone girl and a familiar song
    A yearning heart to sing along
    A stray thought as to where it all went wrong
    A wanton desire , a need to belong
    A flicker of hope that still burns strong
    A vagrant wish that braves the throng
    A waiting that goes on for long
    A lone girl ....
    A familiar song....
    ©polemicverses

  • polemicverses 18w

    I am painting my nights
    with happy lies
    To blend-in bouyant colours
    into my desolate dreams
    So that when the dawn descends
    My day is covered
    with vibrant portraits of untruths
    Instead of being monochrome images
    Of drab veracity
    That tend to errode
    the very surface of my being
    ©polemicverses

  • polemicverses 18w

    Tu me Manques...

    Unkempt pillows
    Crumpled sheets
    An incomplete set of heartbeats
    The mind wanders
    The heart strays
    No blue no pink , only in grays
    Mundane days
    Shallow nights
    To put out the feeling that ignites
    Absent joys
    Absent emotions
    Just one heart broken in portions
    A hundred pieces
    A little crack
    A puzzle that you cant put back
    One small step
    A hundred miles
    Will the heart stand such trials
    Thus the truth
    However hard it may be
    "Tu me manques"
    You are missing from me.....
    ©polemicverses

  • polemicverses 18w

    And when I pull the crimson scabs
    Off my jagged scars
    So burnt in deep into my skin
    To let them breathe the air of hope
    Pour on them the dewdrops of your love
    So that they can disappear
    Into the abyss of anonymity
    To heal and never return again
    Pour so that I may dare to love again....
    ©polemicverses

  • polemicverses 18w

    When the music dies
    And slowly the rhythm fades away
    When the incandescent night
    Turns into a mundane day
    I close my eyes and tune my heart
    To the notes on which we danced last dusk
    The beats in my veins still throbbing
    All conversation just brusque
    I yearn to melt into the shadows
    So comfortable even in their pain
    I wait the for the moon beams to flit across
    And usher in the night again
    ©polemicverses