contemporary poetry
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People speak of strength with tightened fists,And of battles proudly won.As though the measure of a manIs all that he has done. I’ve walked those dark and lonely roads,Paved by rage and pride.I’ve felt what happens to a heartWhen mercy is denied. I’ve trained these hands through countless yearsTo answer pain with pain.I’ve watched one…
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When darkness finds my weary eyes,The ghosts return once more.They walk the halls I cannot leave,And knock upon my door. They wear the faces time preserved,The ones I cannot save.They speak without a single word,From every silent grave. Some came from nights I called my home,Where fear became my guide.A child who learned that some…
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I have never believed in tomorrow. People speak of it as though it waits beyond the horizon,a place we are destined to arrive,but I have lived long enough to know better. There is only now. The breath in my lungs.The rain against the window.The ache in my chest. Everything else is memory. By the time…
Ink & Shadows: The Words of Osiris j Reapor 