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    Hopes of dawn

    Doubt casts deep shadows over my mind and yet hope finds her way down my wretched heart. Here I stand again, in front of you all, same…… Read more “Hopes of dawn”

    January 25, 2023 by Harisson Shaws

    Cracks of the false facade

    I am breaking. A smile is harder to maintain, Feeling the cracks of the pressure that prevails,I find myself in an awkward position, Where the mask I…… Read more “Cracks of the false facade”

    August 17, 2022 by Harisson Shaws

    The master of misery

    I am the master of my own misery, A pioneer of self hate,The lover of sorrow. A broken image of a distorted sound,An ugliness of a soul.Left…… Read more “The master of misery”

    August 3, 2022 by Harisson Shaws

    Forgotten image of love

    Fearing that the night might end,I close my eyes tight,Hands over head,I beg to see the last light.As the dark crosses my mind,The one last curtain that…… Read more “Forgotten image of love”

    July 1, 2022 by Harisson Shaws

    Foolish meaning of light

    Through pain our life we give meaning,With love we take the cause,In silence we wait for the hope unbound, That some will bring us home.Wonder long on…… Read more “Foolish meaning of light”

    June 29, 2022 by Harisson Shaws

    The eyes of fate

    I feared what my life would be,I dreamt in all the vast possibilities. In others is saw my death,In some I witnessed my endless breath.In one I…… Read more “The eyes of fate”

    June 24, 2022 by Harisson Shaws

    Bad hand of destiny

    In front of the mirror,The image stares at my eyes, The look I don’t recognise, Baring a stranger’s note.What did he do, To deserve such scars,Where did…… Read more “Bad hand of destiny”

    June 15, 2022 by Harisson Shaws

    Born with the eyes of sorrow

    Born with the feeling of dread, Fear is the color of my eyes,Denied the sweet embrace of love,I only felt content and despise. The lonesome thought, Grasped…… Read more “Born with the eyes of sorrow”

    June 8, 2022 by Harisson Shaws

    New dawn of life

    For a time I was lost,For a place I mourn the most,Where the soul meets my mind,Where I knew love to find.For a second I had doubt,I…… Read more “New dawn of life”

    May 30, 2022 by Harisson Shaws

    Broken mask of my thoughts

    For who do I carry my broken mask?Piece by piece I put it back,As it crumbles on my twisted mind,They don’t see my tears I hide,Why show…… Read more “Broken mask of my thoughts”

    May 18, 2022 by Harisson Shaws

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