Protected: Two Lads and A Lady

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From Kings to Paupers

A king's crumb The pauper's pearl ~MG~ Kings, they sit amongst each other, feasting on rum and wine. They eat and drink, mock laymen and slash servants for fun. The kings awake the next morning with bitter hangovers, only to rule the People whose integrity was entirely disregarded merely hours prior. Councillors, they converse with … Continue reading From Kings to Paupers

Exhaustion

Muscles carve into my bones Like hot, bubbling gelatin Legs are filled with pebbles and stones Dragging calcified iron bars within Shoulders fall with under the weight of the world Dangling arms, weak and insecure I rest my head upon my pillow Looking down at my world below Books and boxes everywhere Memoirs of moments … Continue reading Exhaustion

For The Love of Lady Aria

For The Love of Lady Aria by MG For the full version of the collection, click the link at the bottom. "Duties call, and Lady Aria must step up to the throne and rule the Kingdom of Zyne. Due to the obligations and responsibilities weighted down by her title, Lady Aria loves silently from the … Continue reading For The Love of Lady Aria

Strolls Part II

(Trying out a new style)   Buildings, buildings, all around Clank, honk, traffic sounds. Bamboo scaffolding, held up by zip-ties Prolonging a moment in a realm where time flies. Preoccupied by a gentle grip, Glimmering glimpses of "sweet lil' bits". Complexities, confusion, structured chaos surrounds Simplicity, serenity, calms the storms around. The moon shone brightly, … Continue reading Strolls Part II

Still Standing

Dear...friend, It has been a long time since I've written you a letter from the heart. Yes, it's not the first, and it may not be the last. But it is a letter nonetheless, one that should be read; if not by you, then by those who will meet you in the future. For the … Continue reading Still Standing

Don’t Look Away

(Creative writing: May 2009 - when it all began) Perhaps there was nothing wrong with her to begin with, and she was just as normal as everyone else. But maybe it was her honesty that landed her where she was now—a rut. All that she once represented, all that she once was, the person she … Continue reading Don’t Look Away