For a long time I didn’t know if I was saying
God or Hello,
Till someone told me it was ‘k’.
I’m still saying Bog to both locals; farmers, elders or tricycle riders,
and to the strangers, never seen twice, in my streets.
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Added by Ana Gracanin on August 30, 2013 at 15:22 —
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The tower rises out like an obelisk:
a pin in a sea of terracotta roofs.
We rush to it, exploring the church courtyards
away from the sweeps of shutter speeds and blitzes. *
My sister tries to act casual as she puts her hand on the handle,
frozen in that pose, the perfect D.P for F.B,
till the green doors
crack open.
We slip between the folds
of church spire…
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Added by Ana Gracanin on August 30, 2013 at 15:18 —
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Finding the Orion,
that first night in Brisbane,
caught my parents by surprise.
Looking up: which land am I on?
Every year or so their fingers point
and retrace specks to me,
coordinates of home.
Added by Ana Gracanin on August 30, 2013 at 15:16 —
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I wish I were a snake;
So that I could crawl out of this skin, And become white and pale.
Nothing within, will change,
But, perhaps, everything I do will become acceptable through your tinted lens.
A pity that beneath the thin film,
Our souls resonate similar thoughts and feelings.
But this surface muffles mine,
And empowers…
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Added by THE BARD on August 11, 2013 at 22:37 —
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It’s cruel when pity or hate,
Taints the love we bear for loved ones.
Is our love the cliched rose?
Which vine of the intertwined;
-love-hate-pity
Will grow stronger with time?
I’m staring at you now and wonder………
“What are you thinking about?” You ask. Your voice shattering inner silence.
“Just how after being…
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Truth is the pointed end of a dagger.
You accused me of betrayal.
You bared your bleeding wounds,
And told me I was a ruthless murderer.
Perhaps, you needed the slippery Slope of lies to slither
Out of sight; wrap yourself tight
In the comfort of deceit,
And pretend you didn’t need to
Explain your…
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Added by THE BARD on August 11, 2013 at 22:36 —
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Don’t judge me if you see me watching porn.
Sometimes, we all need to fill in gaping gaps of our reality
With the lure of fantasy.
It’s better than finding receipts of shady hotels; payments for bouquets you never received.
Or the lie of taking my work so seriously, so you may see less of me.
Let me slip away into the orgasmic delight…
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I am a live grenade
Waiting to explode….
Beware!
The shrapnel of my thoughts
Will fly and wound sensitive souls
Perhaps, we will all bleed,
In a collective consciousness of
Human pain.
Added by THE BARD on August 11, 2013 at 22:35 —
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The flesh was never intended for trade;
A commodity at an auction,
Set for the highest bidder.
Intertwined in flesh and bone,
Does the real ‘you’ get mauled
And molested by paws as you groan
And moan in faked delight?
I wonder if poverty alone
Could set millions below that critical line of indecency?
‘College…
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Added by THE BARD on August 11, 2013 at 22:34 —
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When words seem redundant…..
What gestures do we make
To make ourselves heard?
I hold your hand and look into
Your eyes.
I let your gentle embrace grow
Tighter as I breathe in deeply,
And my sigh speaks volumes.
We respond to each other’s
Soft squeeze of entwined fingers,
And that says it all.
But today…
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I am a sinner;
Let me blame it on the Original Sin
That tainted mankind for all eternity.
Let’s not forget, in modern times,
As most people try,
Someone else is to blame-
Not you nor I.
It doesn’t matter if I have a brain,
That works!
And can distinguish choices.
I sin in the comfort,
Of leniency;
My…
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Added by THE BARD on August 11, 2013 at 22:33 —
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The mighty elephant stands in the shade of invisible shackles.
So too do I stand, in the cage of
A distant past and painful memories of the present.
Freedom must exist first in the heart and mind;
The spirit must soar,
Albeit on broken wings.
For even caged birds sing
To keep their spirits alive.
Let’s go then- you and I
And find the wind beneath our wings,
That will set us free…
From bitter…
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Added by THE BARD on August 11, 2013 at 22:32 —
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Alcohol gave my words wings
And hurtful accusations,
Like shards of glass, cut the spaces between us.
I saw you flinch, as piece by piece,
Every word cut deep
And left you bleeding in the eye.
I didn’t pause, cut short you protest.
And drew every barb from my quiver.
Perhaps, last night I broke my bow of discontent,
And knew that blow by blow,
I had destroyed the frayed blanket
Of our own self…
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Added by THE BARD on August 11, 2013 at 22:32 —
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When was the last time
You smiled at the lingering scent
A loved one left behind?
When was the last time
You stopped and did nothing-
I mean NOTHING for a change,
And did not worry about it all?
When was the last time
You looked at mum and dad in the eye,
And said, “Thank you for all you have done.”?
When was the last time
You took all your heartaches and matched them up with the countless ways in which…
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Added by THE BARD on August 11, 2013 at 22:31 —
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I smile a lot…
Make my eyes sparkle…
To save you the trouble of looking
Deep down into the dark pools of my reflections.
Sometimes, I fear you will
Dare to peer into the abyss
And discover the painful truth; everyone has skeletons in the closest…. Even me, whom you,
Placed too high upon a pedestal
Out of sheer naivety.
I am silent because you are too young to share the sorrows of my life….
My burdens may not be…
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Added by THE BARD on August 11, 2013 at 22:30 —
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Once was foggy day and you at home stay…
Was it in May?
… who can say… ?
Added by Simon Nail Hrebicek on August 6, 2013 at 3:30 —
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