I woke from a heavy slumber upon being lit again. A mere stub now… That stature and pride of youth gone, but leaving behind like molten wax trickling down my wintry body, the illumination of wisdom that comes with time and a lifetime of service. Would you like to hear a dying light’s flickering words… Continue reading Words of a Melting Candle…
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Final Act
'Tis time for me to retreattake to the wings, so to speakNo front row, but the back seatTake a bow. Exeunt. Leave. The actors will continue to playeach their destined parts onstageThere's romance here, drama therea suspense, foreboding in the airBut no more a place for meThe stage is set, and all lights beamTime to… Continue reading Final Act
Like a shadowing tree
Like a shadowing treespreading fast, branching dailynourished in the soil of buried hopes n' dreams is this my world now The night never ends and no fruit ever sparkles on a boughas cold with fear, as with sorrowing rivers wetis this my world now
Recognising Spring
...the nervous chill I felt at each step it took closer towards me, whispering ‘you’re it’, and there was to be no going back!
Confession
Forgive me, father, for I have sinned I've lied... conned myself into believing that something good is coming for me I've been deceitful... tricked everyone into thinking that I'm okay I've conspired, against the happiness of my own heart I've disbelieved in the beauty and capability of my own soul I've hurt the one I… Continue reading Confession
Ishaisms 
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