[POETRY] - Urban Verses

    26th Mar 2019
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    I

    There is no excess

    In this endless ordeal

    as the nights blend

    into tired mornings

    Let them sink in,

    the slow transitions

    of your multiple realities.



    II

    So, if you, while mortal sins

    redeeming

    Stumble again

    upon a familiar vice

    enticing

    Give no thought

    for the aftermath

    There is no saving

    from the depth to which

    We keep drowning.




    III

    My heart,

    a lovelorn rogue,

    it wanders alone

    Colliding and

    trespassing

    Carelessly and

    outworn.





    IV

    What lies here as rubble

    Was once a life's dream

    Shattered and left behind

    This rubble will clear soon

    For another troubled youth

    To build a dream on.






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