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Monet

Like the brush of a Monet, You are loose, But your colors are not as honest, Bright as you may be, You bleed indiscriminate, I painted…

UndoneĀ 

How many men did he see, Come beaten down after a tussle with insanity, Who took refuge from love coming undone, And the unwebbing of tightly…

Journal: 5.2.15

Poetry is the breath of life. It lives, it breathes. That’s what poetry does. It’s alive. It can evoke the strongest emotions from humans. Poetry is…