Anomaly

 

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You are dying, I am living.

I am taking, you are giving

the bright light.

Sunny days that raced ahead,

Are now darkening and dead.

And that alleyway where we always met,

Now is exiled and a threat.

You are dying, I am living.

You are drowning, I am slipping

Into the same sea.

Signed Arouge

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It’s Only Life….

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I’m tired of searching the blank faces,

Trying to read foreign flesh, It isn’t me,

It never was and never will be.

Signed Arouge

Hate

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Your words fail to evoke any emotion.

Your dark camouflaged skin wriggles

With the snakes,

              Hissing and slithering over my brain,

           But, you mean nothing.

Signed Arouge  

You become what You are.

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You are

 

White, holy, a virginal frame, like a dove

Spreading its wings, etching its spirit into the sky.

 

You are

 

A white rose, against the

backdrop of the darkness.

 

You are

 

Red apples glistening, hanging

On the tree in the Garden of Eden.

 

You are

 

Home.

 

Signed Arouge

What is Love?

What makes us love so uncontrollably?

Is it the need to feel satisfied, or is it the need to belong? 


Love softens the heart. It pumps the blood red warmth of feeling content through the body. It keeps the blood flowing in the veins. It keeps everything in check.

 

So do we really need to love? As humans are we conditioned to love, if so, why?

These are the questions that linger in the average person’s mind but are stifled by the everyday tasks that seem a burden to us; day in, day out.

 

Loving only makes us weak. So people say. But, does it not make us strong to emotionally and physically attach ourselves to another and prepared to risk everything for the longevity of the relations?

 

Is it weak to love, or is it weak to give up on the idea because you deem it doesn’t exist?

 

Signed Arouge