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Encompassed In What May Seem As Danger

A midnight stroll around the forest of which I’ve dared to take, maybe just to clear my head or so. Some may say that monsters and mythological monsters claim the forest by this hour, others worst than most. But what I see are tress swaying in harmony with the cool breeze that surround me.  

The forest isn’t what they all claim it to be, it’s somewhat enchanting – alluring. It drags you in like hypnosis that leaves you in a trance. As I dared to look up to the vast night sky, stars shimmering bright as if they appear to observe. As I ventured on and on wards, I hear noise – animal noises. It seems as if they are making a symphony of sounds or maybe a lovely poem recited of which differ in language but still in harmony. Sadly, my time comes to end. As I lay in the center of all this, I close my eyes and dared to slumber where I know that demons will appear.

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With Time We’ve Grown Upon Each Other

Our hands reach out
Aiming towards the vast sky
The unknown, a desire to discover
With you by my side, there’s always a tomorrow

Giggling and laughing at the most irrelevant
Backs to the soft lush green grass we lay upon
As time ticks by, I no longer take note
With you by my side, you’re all the time I need

The sounds around me silent and hush
All focus towards a single voice, yours
Words I’ve heard a thousand times, it’ll never get old
With you by my side, noise and silence I dare not need

Swirling fresh air that surrounds us
Brings the essence and peace within ourselves
But I do not need as such for
With you by my side, peace and serenity you bring

For times I am lost, alone and terrified
You guide me back safely and whole
For the times I lose control, outrageous and arrogant
You manage to calm and comfort me
For times I do not have an answer, ignorant and stubborn
You shed light into the truth
With you by my side, I am myself yet again

The more I figure you out, like a puzzle
Shedding truth to your unknowns
You have me falling deeper to your side
Like a seed fallen to the ground, you grew as a part of me
Like the soil of which you’re planted upon, I nurtured you
With you by my side, you are all I need.

You are my everything.

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Humanity and Its Profound Identity

Co-written by Megan

Written words, different versions
Tones and notes, strummed and played
This and that, the same yet different
All because sight is varied

You and me are same in some ways
Though some say otherwise
This because eyes – mind are never same
Though in the end, we are all the same

Things we say are what others like to hear
Though sometimes makes you think,
“Maybe it’s what we’d like to hear?”

Actions, words, thoughts, and deeds…
We all have our share of selfish and selfless ways
This is our humanity, or so it may be

Soulful or not, feelings come through
All because there are emotions
More often than not we can’t control

A part, a sign significant to man,
Humanity, human nature?
Identity of profound truth within us.

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Silent Prayers of One on the Brink of Relapse

Let me drown myself in music
Let the silence settle in
The beat thumping in stead
Breathing air within

As I yearn for control
For I start to lose myself
Chaos pacing ’round
Always on toes

Quietly they whisper
Tempting me as they may
All in play, silently I say
“Let me not hinder”

The past is past
Future has yet to come
Present is all that matters
Matters most for some

Let me drown myself in music
Let the silence drawn near
Ruin not what I ask
For the urge has come to a near

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I Stand Where My Feet Brings Me

I am lost
Yet to be found
Dwindling on roads
Crossroads I’ve bet on
Surviving by the nick
Hoping for the best

I’ve been staring empty spaces
Playing memories beyond I
Control I’ve forgotten
An animal I’ve mutated

Human? I may not
Living? May be
Dying? Ughh…
What am I then?

I tend to wonder
If so I may
Where do I stand?
But oh, my feet brought me here.

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Choice for the Long Shot

To be doomed at the doors of fate
Here I stand to feel the same disdain
Frozen is the air around me
Dry, is the air that breathes me

Voices that cause an uproar
Each of them distinct and their own
Different tones, different tongues
Different opinions to be told

It is an endless cycle
Painstakingly takes forever
Just one choice to decide
Just one word out my mouth

A choice that leads to endless possibilities
I for sure am not knowing of the future
Too much at stake, too much to lose
Too much with none, too much to gain
All these, for a choice.

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O Captain! My Captain! by Walt Whitman

I’ve learned to love this poem from the movie “Dead Poets Society”
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O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
                         But O heart! heart! heart!
                            O the bleeding drops of red,
                               Where on the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.
 
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
                         Here Captain! dear father!
                            The arm beneath your head!
                               It is some dream that on the deck,
                                 You’ve fallen cold and dead.
 
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
                         Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
                            But I with mournful tread,
                               Walk the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.