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West 42nd Street

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Her heart was a tourist searching exploring a new destination for that something once familiar. She was lost in a silent crowd with the identity of heartbreak splattered on a billboard of loneliness right there in the center of Time Square. The flaunt of her walk was a hidden advertisement for anonymity because she was […]

Sidewalks

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sidewalks

Sidewalks: the clutter of movements simplified on pavements of time where strangers become familiar stories and friendly smiles become hidden identities behind masks of emotion. In their eyes are the elemental fragments of history as each leaves a footprint of external existence. On curbs there is a persistence of connection in the way they communicate […]

Unknown

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unknown

There are times I stare out into the openness of a quiet world watching  my reflection cry. Sometimes I don’t feel my feelings are heard; sometimes I watch my own tears dry. If you really knew me, you would know my heart is the microphone of my emotional suffocation. I’ve once spoken with an empty […]

Minutes of a moment (The 37th Song)

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Clock_by_iraqifreak

Written April 27th, 2013 from the thoughts that arrived at 5:35 A.M   Eyes wide open inside the 37th dream of a lifetime,   I am breathing —   and as I lay within these minutes, the very minutes I breathed inside the bosom of my mother’s arms and started to recognize a world ready […]

I Tried

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I Tried

Sometimes I feel I’ve tried too hard– to be everything other than me/I stare in mirrors waiting for echoes to reveal the eyes of a man who others aren’t afraid to see but the voice of my reflection speaks back at me with a dialect of a defined soul who has struggled through the crutch […]

Mama’s Boy

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Mamas-boy

Son, I have but a few words for you and it is only going to take a few minutes of your time – Boy as I look down upon you from the heavens of my new journey’s horizon, I can still feel the joyful pain from the day I released you into this world.  The […]

Metaphors

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Metaphors

All around me are distractions and attractions. And the world can be a fucked up place to be.  But do I pay attention more because I’m a writer?  As I look out the window I see the moon shining like the glow of a halogen lamp as it stands alone surrounded by stars that sparkle […]

Poetic Rhapsody

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Poetry Rhaspody

This is the wordplay of my heart dancing on a thunderstorm of emotion; raindrops drizzling a haze inside the sensory zone of an inspirational maze a duality in devotion. I am the photographer capturing the flaws of perfection as all that is brilliance becomes the magnification of the human laws within the hands of nature’s […]

I Define

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Reflets IV

There have been those who told me where I’ve been and where I have yet to go but I had to look down within the bosom of soul and let them know that I define my own destination as only my feet have had to walk the paths of self education searching and finding the […]

Songs Of The City

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Through their eyes I see the instruments of hope and in their faces I hear decayed dreams whistling through the hollow silence of these forgotten streets where only those with strength can cope; they are the many lives who reach out to be heard in this place where very few stop to listen to their […]