It’s assumed that of all of the colours, Blue’s the most misunderstood, for where Yellow is mellow and Green is serene, Blue is the absence of ‘good’. To some, Blue’s a feeling of sadness, hence why they say, ‘playing the blues’, but imagine what colours I’d sing of, if you spent one day in my…
Category: mind
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There’s a nail on the wall -tilted and pocked above some half-chalked sketch of a man paying no mind to the chrysanthemums. He, who makes no fuss about the lights being on or off, stills in the room that studies his window, and welcomes us with the same worn-out expression we oblige. Out of formality…
Confessions (a poem based on the writings of Saint Augustine)
At the altar of a holy God, the knees of man do quake in silent supplication for a nation at its wake. At the altar of a holy God, the heart repents of pride professing of the blessing by the Spirit that’s its guide. At…
The INTJ
Analytical and critical, with a poet’s musing mind. Aware to one’s perception, though in social settings, blind. Prone to feeling deeply, while observed as being dead. Composing our composure to conceal what’s in our head. Possessing youthful wonderment, when in spurts out bursts our glee. Not knowing when to open up, though claiming there’s a…
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