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Thank you, dear readers, and as a means of celebrating I recorded one of my most liked poems D_enial.

This is the first time I’ve used my voice on the blog, kept procrastinating but, I can’t think of a better time than now. So I made a new Youtube channel dedicated to my blog as well as everyone who has been with me from the beginning. I will be voicing poems whenever I can, any requests are welcome ūüôā

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Revolutions Per Minute #Revisited

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Like water unmanaged,

Versatile and formless

I seep through the threshold of 

Existential questions, a diverse set of wavelengths

Causation: a portion of my being,

Conjuring the unpredictable.

As my vessel traverses through

The coldest winters you unload,

My spirit and soul orbit around my casing,

R-P-Ms range from here to there

Circular motions from my ethereal form,

Making rounds at the centre; my core, 

Drenched, in heavenly light.

‚Äď Original-Dante¬†¬©2017

 

Art by:  ryky

 

Wheel

 

 

Align ()

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Driven by a natural high,

Results, of life’s veritable puzzle

Attempts at solving the unsolvable

Giving up is a singularity field

Easy to be pulled in,

Sucked into a bottomless pit,

A vessel with no host, existing, but not living

Resist; 

For when have we ever settled

For anything less

Than that which we deserve?

‚Äď Original-Dante¬†¬©2017

Photograph by: incolor16

 

Bound To My Crown.

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Everyone and no-one

Everywhere and nowhere

Panopticon, warden, to the cause

That instigates their effect

The punctuation mark to answers

That dine with inadequacy

The knot that binds the present

To the future, the piece

To a bigger whole

A bigger whole that is incomplete

Non-existent, without that last piece

That is me.

‚Äď Original-Dante¬†¬©2017

Photograph by: efeline

Radiate

Chimes From The Dark.

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Within the realm of social media

You can either be a clown

Or a greater-message-via-cyberspace facilitator

She chose the former, no matter,

Flip the page, for there is yet another chapter

In which they continue to warn me

That she is attuned to the dark arts

I calm them down and ask,

Why they think I left her.

‚Äď Original-Dante¬†¬©2017

Photograph by: BaxiaArt

 

Masquerade.

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You police the flow of energy,

Produced and projected by your vessel

Of the many channels

Linked to major functions,

You ignore betterment, Instead

Falling in love with the camera

The stage, a shame,

For if the actor in you

Was truly who you are;

The world would indeed be

A safer place.

‚Äď Original-Dante¬†¬©2017

Photograph by: BaxiaArt

Farce

Harbinger.

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In the open fields of happiness

Despair, misery, distress

… Weeds, on an otherwise perfect plain

Surface regardless, of no watering can

Reasons to be sad never cease

The dark side is self sufficient

I resist the persistent consensus

As I love in place of hate 

Cultivating my better self to stream

A steady supply to the side

I believe needs it most.

‚Äď Original-Dante¬†¬©2017

Photograph by:  Setril

Transitions.

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Change is indeed what we need

Designating different paths for that fork

In the road, we did, I stayed, you strayed

Reined in by your shackles, like a horse

With no blinkers, swayed, by terrestrial bait

For you are, a slave, to ungoverned desire

Eyes on the world, you want it,

Instead, the world has you,

Just another unaware bead,

On life’s wrist.

‚Äď Original-Dante¬†¬©2017

Photograph by:  phoenixfeatherxlight

 

 

Between This And That.

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Dangerous area to tread in

A bite from the light, a sip from the dark

An unquenchable appetite 

For forbidden cuisine, among other things

A palate subjugated by rights and wrongs

The devilish and the angelic

Which is which really, hard to tell apart

When you pick from the dinner table

With a blindfold.

‚Äď Original-Dante¬†¬©2017

Photograph by: xavierrey

Gray

 

Ardent.

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Relentless eye contact with that dot

From where it starts, it draws a line

My dreams: the dot, the line: my path;

Naturally, I follow, proceeding to control

Making short work of concrete blocks

A wrecking ball, unbarring the road

Footprints trickle of cinder, new age pathfinder

I light and lead the way

For those afraid to move

I fight demons yet still have time

To live, love, laugh

Earth, my house, for now

My ambition, far from fulfilled, but soon

And when all is said and done

I re-route my life force, to the next world

But till then

I embrace my present existence.

‚Äď Original-Dante¬†¬©2017

Photograph by: sandrawiklander

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