I Bleed Fifth

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I find myself hanged
for days and nights
Pierced by arrows
I once my own
The culprit?
They are my words
loose meanings
And will untrimmed.

The 'OWLET'

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There's a star

that i wish to come by 

All my days 

it's waking me 

around, within me. 

I hone my gizzards

more flap, deeper flap

trying to feel every muscle

feeling the air in each stroke 

and push

Ahead, adventure is threatened though 

A scupper 

A swillage 

Baggy wrinkles 

The way to learn 

sometimes in a monsoon

But I'm chasing that dream
Remembering with bravery
that my wings
After all
will take me up so high
And take me to the sky.

something about 'love'

                                                    What if 'love'

                                                       finds you?

                                                       but you let it go.

                                                    will there be another

                                                    the right one?

                                                    or will there be a 'second chance'

                                                    ...in the right time 

                                                  love 

                                                    it was you

                                                    i cried

                                                    i cursed

                                                    how can it be true

                                                    why am i still

                                                    standing...waiting

                                                    hoping

                                                    believing in you.