Avant-Garde Writer – Poem

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Avant-Garde Writer

By Talin Mari

 

I write in the dark like the avant-garde,

Moving from café to café without regard.

With my coffee cup always on my side,

I write feverishly throughout the night.

 

My dreams and ambitions floating about,

One word at a time I think is only allowed.

Chaos forms as I think of the past times,

Write, write, write them all in these lines.

 

No longer caring about a given structure,

I am the avant-garde destined to revolt.

The rhymes becomes non-existent here,

As I realize that it is I that am the change.

 

Rise up and create your own destination,

Be your own life’s unconventional rebel.

These are the thoughts that run rampant,

As I write in the dark like an avant-garde.

 

Poetry for Time, the Soul, and Love

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Time for the Soul
by Talin Mari

Time calms the tumultuous soul,
Creating echoes of distant waves.
Time heals the hurtful exchanges,
Creating memories with its words.

Despite feeling the calming tides,
The new time is no longer the same.
Despite hearing the healing words,
The new time is only a fake reality.

With time, change is only desired,
With time, living means to be alive,
With time, freedom is yearned for,
With time, love is the only solution.

Life changes the events set in time,
Life moves the soul unexpectedly,
Life finds the hidden puzzled love,
Life evolves our bewildered souls.

The End