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  • mismagical 1d

    Caging ,
    withholding ,
    corralling
    moments behind four by six frames ,
    feelings in wilting diaries
    and fragile emotions
    behind wayward lines
    of a docile poem

    Locking ,
    trapping ,
    confining
    muses in pages ,
    letting them pale with the paper
    till the muse turns morgue
    and the paper ,
    a dying leaf

    that's not her style

    she lives it ,
    for she's too far gone for words
    while her senses make love
    with the moments ,
    the nature
    and all that's beautiful ,
    all that's muse to a poetry not written!!

    -mismagical

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  • mismagical 1w

    TOO MUCH OF TOO LESS

    The roads are mute ,
    sky's in a lip lock with the sun
    blushing tangerine from tip to toe ,
    the winds slap me in the face
    as I put my head out the window ;
    I'm having too much of too less
    till not only my hair
    but these veins too
    tangle in a mess of caged freedom ,
    leaving me behind the bars
    in vast openness

    And I want this ,
    to have too much of too less
    till it suffocates the skin
    and the lungs pop like a balloon
    stealing the last breath ,
    the last of life right out of me
    yet leaving me breathlessly alive!!

    -mismagical

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  • mismagical 2w

    A PIECE OF PEACE

    I stare and I see carnage ,
    I breathe and I smell a rotten red ,
    I listen and I hear hails in the name of warlords ,
    camouflaging the wails of pain
    they leave in their wake

    I see them burning their souls in riches
    and when all that's left is ash ,
    I see them consumed by a wanderlust in search of peace

    Like addicts they seek markets ,
    as if peace is sold like a drug ;
    under the table
    and over stacks of cash ,
    as if peace is that half burnt cigarette
    with enough life to offer them
    a last drag

    They drool , like the dogs they are ,
    over a piece of peace
    when throughout they've done nothing
    but squished peace in pieces!!

    -mismagical

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  • mismagical 4w

    PORCH

    To life —
    You've been like the ride
    I was thrown into unknowingly

    I've donned you in a vivid array of words ;
    Boisterous when I desired calm ,
    aloof when I needed love
    and blase when I wanted you to care

    All these years
    I felt like the damsel
    and you ,
    the distress I was into

    I've feared you ,
    been appalled at your thought ,
    I've touched you
    Only to run the other way
    in dread of the burn I would feel

    All these years
    I never tried to fall into your arms
    and embrace that burn ,
    never tried to be the form of beautiful
    broken makes

    So after all these years ,
    I left the fear on your porch
    and took the key to living
    from under the mat ;

    After all these years
    I've decided to live
    the old school way

    //For life is too short to fear living//

    -mismagical

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  • mismagical 6w

    TONGUE–TIED

    You say I'm a lost soul ,
    that I've forgotten the scent of people
    and the sound of breaths ,
    that I need to talk more
    and devour the taste of language on my tongue

    So I doff a phrase
    and haggle words for better ones ,
    assembling emotions to form
    a perfect arrangement of sentences ;
    as perfect as those peonies sitting by the sill

    I muster the courage to speak
    only to be left tongue-tied
    by the thread of silence

    Maybe it was your presence
    that made me swallow the words
    down the throat
    Or maybe it was the seventeen questions
    you threw my way
    that I was unprepared for

    You left me in a daze ;
    all the words I mustered for hours ,
    scatter again in a dark abyss!!

    -mismagical

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  • mismagical 7w

    (NOT) TWO OF A KIND

    We aren't two of a kind ;
    like those stars
    that neighbour each other
    yet fall , how far
    one could never tell

    Or those two clouds
    that skim right by ,
    yet could never hold hands
    or be one

    We are a conversation never made ,
    a night that never had the moon in it ,
    we are , but , antonyms
    that fall under a synonymous sky!!

    -mismagical

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  • mismagical 8w

    INVOICES

    I've kept a tab
    Of the whiskey and words you gulped ;
    a stolen relief that still runs through your veins

    Of every tear that hung
    like a chandelier of bygones
    off these lashes ,

    Of tiny details that stay as invoices
    burning a hole in my pocket

    I've kept a tab you never came to claim ,
    a love that's long due and outstanding ;
    a love aged sixty!!

    -mismagical

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  • mismagical 9w

    HOW DO YOU DEFINE YOURSELF?

    When everyday becomes a wreckage too heavy to lug , it's time you redefine yourself ,
    maybe pick a metaphor or two first thing in the morning and paste it on the faces staring back at you in the mirror

    Or better yet , stop seeking and start providing . Adopt that you aren't a refugee , finding home in broken easels and barren diaries , but a cosy hutment in yourself . A hutment with open windows and drawn back curtains , welcoming the novelties the world has to offer with wide open arms .

    Define yourself in the eyes of HOPE . You see , dear old hope is an oasis in this deserted life but not always a dejá-vu .
    Hope tells you to cross the boundaries of those inbuilt enemies , it tells you that dissecting yourself , like they did to the world , is not the way to peace , that you don't need to fit yourself in a single-lined definition .

    So when someone asks how you define yourself ,
    You tell them that you're not a set of words ,
    but a set of actions ,
    a man of motion ,
    wonder
    and all that life has in stock!

    -mismagical

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  • mismagical 10w

    As I lay my head back on the railing ,
    I wonder if this is that moment
    of utter stillness ,
    that moment where a sudden quiet
    falls over the world ,
    that moment Neruda wished upon
    in his 'Keeping Quiet'
    where motion ceases to exist
    and people tend to their bruised hands ,
    coming face to face with the havoc they caused
    ——
    There's a bird's nest
    in the little space between the roof and shed
    that I never paid any mind to ;
    I watch as a tiny beak
    peeks through the darkness
    before flying out ,
    as if questioning the splendour of this moment .
    There are birds all around ,
    flocking in the sky
    as if the world's put in their talons
    for their pleasure ,
    as if they could finally
    hear the brook singing
    instead of the blaring honks
    or the bawling people
    ——
    The sky is smiling today ,
    the air carries a sweet melody
    that leaves you entranced
    in what the world has become
    and how wonderful it could have been
    if only we hadn't stripped it bare
    with our atrocities!!

    -mismagical