Freethought
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You are a starryeyed seeker,
chasing footprints of monuments,
faltering of written decay.
Smooth edges and flat curves
desiccate your creative pond.
Don't choke on knowing blindness,
let inspiration thrive your mind.
See the forgotten, think the unknown,
bleed those words of freethought
and effuse yourself on maiden paper.
Don't surrender to dullness,
don't let poetry die!
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A HINT OF BLACK
PoetryMy second Collection of Poems. This one is pretty personal and those poems helped me coping with some things. Hope you like it!
