Category Archives: Life

Rated R…

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They were once two peas in the same pod Two devices, charged with same chord Two getaways, locked in the same room Two strands of fireworks, same boom! Their story was too good to be true, almost deceptive When their worlds collided, t’was definitely eclectic Every romance wished for the same story Same walk, stroll […]

My Cirque Du Soleil

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If I could watch you for a momentYes, only watchingMoments of perfect contoursGive rise to my Venusian A goddess, even to the mirrorA Kodak moment, ever so clearerAt dawn I rise, just to catch you exit the shower There she isWith a neckline so sensitive Strut with legs, like pillars of sphinxA waist. Lined with […]

Silly Me

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Silly me Silly me, I should have seen it coming Silly me, I used to know those signs O how I wish I was running Running Away from the lies The lies that capsized our boat That drowned our float That choked our toast Silly me, I should never have boast Boast of you and […]

Poetry ( the girl that took my soul ).

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It was supposed to be a prayer, but there’s a lot more at stake. That’s why I’m not kneeling, we’re talking face to face. You could sit if you want, this might take a minute. But you’re timeless right? So what the hell is a minute. For every cringe in my timid, and every dent […]

What Have We Become?

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Have we evolved to be nasty or nice? Have we become more appreciative, or are we bundled by price? Have we dived into unplumbed sewage of truths, or are we surfing on a surface of lies? How unfathomable is our super-sized mega-dome of egos? How meek is our blush? How loud is our torts of […]

The Curse, Unimagined. (pt. 2)

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As HE stepped down from the mountain., He carried with him a Gift, a stone tablet Heavy with the inscription “KNOWLEDGE” At the foot of the abundance Hoist with impatience, they waited He approached, beckoning for relief For his arms were wary stiff But even at that valley They stood on their eminence Arms bound […]

Life (pt. 2)

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As beautiful as LIFE is, The vague angles that it anchors are at a constant tremble. Thus, its fragility. This is the birthplace of our ‘Vulnerable’. Andreá Fellini *2013*Copyright!

What Good is a Writer?

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What good is a writer? If he can’t fight. Strife. Define. Help to underline the intrigues of a beautiful life. If he can’t hide. Confide. Defy The Imaginations we have lost while punctuating our archives. What good is a writer? If he can’t share. Be clear. Declare The injustices within so the world beware. If […]