Masquerade of moons

The ardent heart with the throb of pain dipped itself in the acrid flow of air, Like the glistening silvery moon buried itself beneath to masquerade its misery !

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wanted desire

Could u love me deeply, not be shamed of my ugliness?Kiss my scares, from bruises fed by flesh,Make me not forget them by grabbing my hands tight enough while it’s been nursed, together cherishing every…

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To Those With Hate In Their Heart

You can hate me, hurt me, maim meBut one thing you won’t do is tame meYou can yell and growlBut I will not kneel to your crowdSo say what you want about my wordsThey are…

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To The Friend I Long To Find

We used to be friendsAnd now you’re a ghostIt’s been so long since we spokeOur conversations I miss the mostAnd I know that you’re busy, cause I’m busy tooBut that doesn’t mean that I don’t…

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To Stars I’ll Never See

I sat there counting stars this eveningWhen to my shameI got to three before I realised that each was only a plane. Sometimes I wonder whyI even bother looking to the skyWIth all the fog…

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The Betrayal

When the pushed me awayFor the words I didn’t sayFor being born this wayYou said we’re not family from this dayYet you’re the one who feels betrayedWhen it’s you who turned your back on your…

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The Beauty Before Me

When you stand in front of your mirror think not what you can changeBut instead of all the others who do the sameAnd realise that you believe them to be beautiful regardless of how brokenRegardless…

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The Beauty Before Me

When you stand in front of your mirror think not what you can changeBut instead of all the others who do the sameAnd realise that you believe them to be beautiful regardless of how brokenRegardless…

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Sleeping Wolf

If they believe you to be weakIt is because they have not seen the wolf that sleeps insideAnd for that they should be gratefulFor the wolf only strikes when threatenedAnd believe me, my strike will…

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Kneel

You stand there looking above meAs though I were a bug beneath your feetWhat makes you so superior?Your wealth? Your grace?You can dress up in silk and laceBut deep down we are the sameIt is…

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I’ll Be Your Hope

I give up, I can do this no longer You must continue to fight What’s the point if nothing ever changes Change doesn’t happen overnight I can’t keep waiting for the future There’ll be no…

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Hope Against Hate

I’m not feeling optimisticWhen there is fear in our homesAnd blood in our streetsAnd the whole world is crying “It’s our time to speak”But with everyone speaking it’s hard to hearWhen the voices yelling incite…

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Intro

I want the world to knowAll the words in my soulSo I’m putting my heart out there hoping you feel, love and shareI hope these words can helpThe way words helped meWhether you love them…

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By Grace

Meaningless! Meaningless! The wretched breakage of              Bondage Grieved for long before its time All of it meaningless!  / It is my grace we enjoy              Our deliverance. When grace about but left              Unreceived…

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J. W. Cassandra: A világ legkisebb búzaszeme

The Tiniest Grain of Wheat of the World, by J. W. Cassandra. I placed my poem to my volume 13, “Ten Thousand-fold Day”, cycle “Balance-Existence”. I think, most of us know the story of the tiniest grain of wheat… I wrote of it a poem as I see it, by my aspect. I share it both in English and Hungarian.

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